The Life Of A Muslim Girl{Completed}

Chapter 31

Alisha's POV

We all set the chairs and a big thick cloth so that we can sit on whenever we want. I am helping Zayn with the chicken, since he is really clumsy. Aria and mama won't stop talking about the beautiful moments they had in their past, which resulted in smiles and laughter. I'm glad we all are happy. I wish my family would be here. I frown thinking of them, it's been so long. I've not heard of them. Maybe I should go and ask for forgiveness? They are my family for heaven sakes! I'm so stupid. Work starts from day after tomorrw, maybe I'll go and see them after work and talk? Yea, I think that'll be good. But what if they shut the door and don't let me in. I sigh.

"Earth to Alisha!!!" Zayn's voice snap me out of my world. I look over at him and he has an amusing smile.

Sorry, just thinking" I say and he nods, but his expression tells me he is not satisfied with my answer. The chicken was almost ready. The smell was filling the air. Smells so delicious. I sit on the cloth for a while, listening to mama's endless stories, and no they were not boring, i actually liked talking and listening to her. Zayn brought the chicken for all of us in separate plates. God! These taste so so good! Umm...

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"Why don't you two go for a walk?" Mama says, I look over at Zayn and he was smiling. Then the next thing I knew we went walking hand in hand.

Zayn's POV

"So I hope you remember this beach" I say and she smiles.

"Of course I remember" She says and the sweet memories go through my mind. I hold her hand tightly.

*Flashback*

She walks beside me silently. Well, what can we do? What do people do on their first date? Talk? Well we are doing that. But small talk. I have to say her voice is beautiful. Wait what?! Did i just say beautiful? This girl is doing something to me.

"So what do you like the most? Like things that always calms you no matter what." You. I wanted to say, but I stopped myself. What calms me?

"Nothing. But I do love football" I say. I have never told anyone about my likes or dislikes. Why her? She walks over to the sea. Just wetting her feet when the waves come near. I go and stand beside her. Should I hold her hand? I hesitated for a moment but then I slowly hold her hand. So small and fragile. She looks startled for a moment, but then she smiles. A beautiful smile, and I find myself smiling too.