My Only Hope.. ✔ (COMPLETED)

'Another Hangout' Chapter: 15

"To be your friend was all I ever wanted; to be your lover was all I ever dreamed." 

― Valerie Lombardo

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Tani's POV

'WTF'

I didn't even realize that I was the focus of their attention. My smile suddenly vanished when I saw that now not only everyone was on the breakfast table, but also they were all having amazement on their faces while looking at me as if I would have 10 heads instead of one.

I greeted everyone and tried really hard to act as if nothing happened, but then my pop spoke up, 'Oh no .'

"With whom you were talking to sweety, when all your friends are here?" I gulped,

"Um--I-I-I--" Wow! Now my tongue betrayed me, damn. Then I managed to say the first thing that came into my mind,

"Uh-- Nothing pop, was reading Faiz's messages, he sent a joke." I lied. Not bad Tani! I patted myself proudly that actually I gave a good excuse, although it was a lie but what else could I say? I sighed in relief when I saw pop's changed expression from dark one to mild one.

"Oh okay, now put your phone down and eat your breakfast." Pop ordered and I nodded.

Then during breakfast, I noticed that everyone seemed very friendly with Sami. I remembered about last night when my mom told Sami to stay here because it was already very late and she asked him to stay in guest room if he is okay with it otherwise he could sleep with Hamza in his room and he quickly said,

'No, no, its fine, I'll sleep in the guest room.' I chuckled quietly at this memory.

After eating boiled eggs with milk I stood up, went to the kitchen with dishes and some plates in my hand, Ghannu also followed and helped me in washing dishes, I noticed that everyone went to their rooms and my mom went to see off my pop. After dishes, I started cleaning kitchen, putting things in their right places and re-arranging them, after all these tasks, when I was done. I went to my mommy's room and told her everything that I had done in the kitchen and for asking if there was anything left to do, also asked her for lunch,

"Mommy? What should I cook today for lunch?" I asked sitting beside her, she was reading the newspaper.

"Ah, nothing sweety, you're cooking nothing because you're going in your room for getting ready."

"Get ready, but for what? Or where? Are we going somewhere?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, somy told me that you girls have a plan today too, so get ready and go now, so that you could return soon." I was shocked, what? We have a plan today too, somy didn't tell me this,