Chapter 18.
Fuad's POV
My thoughts were eating my brain up from the inside. I was anxious and shaky. I felt like such...Such a girl.
No wait. That's sexist. Delnaz wouldn't like that.
Now seated at the breakfast table that we claimed as ours the previous night, I took note of Cihan who decided to put some effort into his appearance. He was focused on something. Before I could turn my head to look at what he was looking at, Cihan spoke, "Guys... Delnaz is wearing shorts..."
I turned my head so fast that I literally thought I heard my neck breaking.
Nope, that's just good old Orhan chewing on a chicken bone.
Right before my eyes, walked the hottest girl in the flipping room. Everything went silent...The place exploded with whispers after a split second, "Who's that girl?" Girls and guys gawked at how simple Delnaz pulled of shorts like a fashion model. She looked like she walked out of a magazine.
My eyes could focus on Delnaz and only Delnaz.
Beautiful, brainy and hard to get. She had everything that a guy could possibly want in a girl.
Delnaz and Zulfiyya sat opposite Orhan, Cihan and I. Delnaz didn't even bother looking at me as she continued to chat with Zülfü about how the boys' dorms were. I needed to make up with her... But how? I'm a classic failure when it comes to women. That should be enough to tell you why I haven't had a girlfriend in my 18 years of wonderful life.
Note the sarcasm.
"Dude, go get your food, man. It's our table's turn for mains." Orhan poked me in the ribs, causing me to yelp. Delnaz rolled her eyes at me while everybody else at the table stared at me amusedly.
"Sorry," I muttered, "Who's coming with?" Delnaz, Zufliyya and Zülfü got up and went by themselves. I was left standing staring into space, like a fool.
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After breakfast, I decided to take a stroll around the camp, just to clear my mind. The fried chicken and focaccia bread I had eaten earlier was weighing me down and needed to be worked off if I wanted to float my way down the rapids later in the day, anyway.
"Fuad?" I spun around to see Delnaz squinting and shielding her eyes from the blazing sun in an effort to look at me.
"Hey," I sighed, "Delnaz."
"Are you okay?" She seemed genuinely concerned.
"Not really."
"Rizvan told me about Aynur. I'm sorry for overreacting." Delnaz looked down ashamedly. I took her hand in mine and we kept walking in silence.
Delnaz's POV
We reached the cliff that I could see from my dorm every morning. From what I could make out in the far distance below, at the foot of the enormous hill across us, were quite a few trees scattered here and there, a bank of gold-white sand separated the trees from the river that meandered through the valley. It was truly a breathtaking sight. It reminded me of the Caucasus mountains that my family and I left behind in Azerbaijan when we moved to Turkey, once again. I missed my family and a pang of mixed emotions shot through my heart...
Until Fuad's arm snaked around my waist. We sat at the edge of the cliff, our feet dangling below us.
Fuad sighed before he continued to speak, "Delnaz, I'm sorry for ever hurting you. I know that Rizvan told you about Aynur but I want to apologise anyway. I had been really immature."
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RomanceFuad Altan has fallen in love. The girl's name is Delnaz Aliyeva. She was smart and beautiful but could not express her emotions very well. The two first battle their own emotions and then the world that threatens to tear them apart. Friends, fami...