Meant To Be

Twitter Stalker?

It was 4 in the afternoon and I was completely bored out of my mind. I decided to do my makeup just for fun. I made my way over to my dresser and sat on the chair. I had drawers filled with makeup, it was crazy how much I had. What can I say, I'm a markup junky. I had a sudden craving for a java chip frap but I didn't feel like driving to get one. I grabbed my phone and opened Twitter to make a tweet.
"Who ever gets me a Java chip frap from Starbucks will get all my love x"
Once I was finished I decided I wanted to do a glitter cut crease with bold winged liner. I began working on the eyes and blended some colors into my crease. Once it came out to my liking, I added gold glitter and cut that crease. I did my bold liner and let's just say my wings were ready to cut. I moved on to priming my face and then put on my 'Too Faced' "Born This Way" foundation. I blended it out with my beauty blender and applied some concealer and a harsh contour. I baked my face with a translucent powder and after ten minutes I wiped it off leaving me with a flawless finish. I added my favorite false lashes and a bold red liquid lipstick. Once I was all done I sprayed some setting spray to keep my makeup on all day. While I was taking selfies I was interrupted by my phone ringing. I answered it with seeing who it was.
"Hello?"
"Haneen!" It was Yahya and he basically yelled my name."
"Woah." I laughed. "What's up?"
"Come downstairs."
"What?"
"Just come!" He told me.

I went downstairs and opened the front door. My sisters were in the kitchen so they basically we're watching my every move. When I opened the door I found Yahya standing outside with a piece of paper and a Starbucks drink. The paper read my tweet that I tweeted earlier about me wanting a Java chip frap.
"I believe you owe me your love." He said handing me my drink. I gave him a hug and thanked him for my drink.

We ended up sitting on the porch. I was sipping on my drink when I offered him some. He took it and drunk some.
"How did you see my tweet?" I asked sipping on my drink.
"I followed you." He laughed.
I took out my phone to see that he did follow me. I quickly followed him back. Once I did that I opened up snapchat and took a picture of my drink with him in the background. I captioned it
"He bought me a drink xx"
Once I posted it we continued to talk.
"How's your frap?" He asked smiling.
"Perfect, only because you bought it."
"Stop, I'm blushing." He laughed.
I finished my drink and threw it in the garbage.
"Thanks again for the drink. It was sweet of you." I told him.
"It's least I could do. After all, you did cook for me last time." He stated. "Oh by the way, you look really pretty."
I totally forgot I was wearing a full face of makeup.
"Oh thanks. Means a lot." I blushed.
He put his hand on my hand and said "No problem."
"I have to get going, but I'll talk you later?" He asked.
"Yeah for sure." I said and he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, got in his car and drove off.
When I went back inside I found my sisters still sitting there. I bet they say the whole thing. Oh god.
"He totally likes you!" My older sister told me.
"What? No, we're just friends." I reassured her.
"Please Haneen. If you think that's just friends, then you have the wrong idea. I mean getting you the drink was one thing but complementing you and kissing you on the cheek was another. Let's be real." She stated.
She did have a point, but no. Me and Yahya were only friends. Nothing more, nothing less.
My mom walked In and complemented me on my makeup.
"Thanks mama." I smiled.
"Mom, if a guy tells you that you're pretty and kisses your cheek. What does that mean?" Jehan asks.
I roll my eyes.
"Ugh, just drop it. I already told you we're just friends." I told her annoyed.
"With who?" My mom asked.
"Her and Yahya."
"Who?!" My mom basically yelled.
"Just a friend mom. Trust me." I told her.
"Do you have a picture of him?" She asked. "What's he like?"
I showed her the picture of him on my lock screen and she smiled. I told her what he's like and all and she told me that he seems like a nice boy and she would like to meet him. But he was only a friend, so I told her she could meet him soon.

I went upstairs to my room and grabbed my laptop and logged into Netflix. I watched gossip girl until midnight practically. Once I was finished I logged out and closed my laptop and made my way over to the bathroom. I grabbed some makeup remover and took off my makeup form earlier. I then washed my face to get any extra makeup off and brushed my teeth. I undid my bed and was getting ready to sleep until I got a text from Yahya.
"How fast are you willing to get here?"
I began to worry and shot him a quick reply.
"What? Why, what's wrong?"
"Please come. I need you."
I was so worried and put on some jogging pants and a sweater with a random hijab that I thought would match and I threw on my converse and grabbed my phone.
I went downstairs and saw my mom on the couch.
"Mom I'm going to grab a few things from the store, I'll be back soon." I lied to her.
"At this hour! No, it can wait." She said.
"No mom it can't. I'm sorry but I'll be back in a few."
With that I grabbed the keys and went to my car and drove to his house.