Meant To Be

I Guess This Is Moving On

It's been about three months since the last times I've seen or heard from Yahya. I wonder if he's moved on. As much as I hate to say so, I have to move on. So that's what I've been doing. Me and Sam have been planning the details for our wedding and today we're going food tasting.
"You ready babe?" He asked as I finished zipping up my heels.
"Yeah." I stood up and walked over to him. We left my house and went to his car. It was a quick and silent ride to the banquet. Once we entered the room we were greeted by a few workers. They gave us the wedding menu and had us choose between different meals. Sam picked out a soup and we waited for them to bring it out. He began talking but I sorta dozed off.

"Haneen. I really want you to know something." He said in a serious tone. I put down my spoon and looked at him. His eyes locked with mine for a few seconds before saying something again.
"You honestly are different. A good different. All these girls are all the same. The ones I've dated in high school just wanted me to say they've dated me or wanted sex. But you." He paused and took my hand. "You are different. You're not like anyone I've ever met. No one would ever come to my house and bring me a burger and ice cream because I was hurting. And yesterday when I cried in your arms, I never did that before. I hate crying in front of people. But with you I felt comfort and I don't know." He went on. "You're different."

"Hello?" Sam waved his hand in front of my face.
"Shit. Sorry." I snapped out of it and payed attention.
"This soup is a cream of chicken. It's one of the popular ones here." The worker handed us a bowl and we tasted the soup.
"I like it." Sam said as he looked at me.
I nodded. 
"Okay! Great. Onto salad now." The worker told us.
"Hey, you okay? You seem a little out of it." Sam whispered.
"Yeah. I'm fine." I forced a smile. He took my hand in his and gave it a kiss.
"Aww. You two make an adorable couple. May you have a lifetime of happiness." One of the worker told us.
"Thank you." We both stated at the same time.
Finishing up tasting different meals, we thanked the workers and went back to the car. He opened the door for me and I sat down. He walked around the car and opened his door. Once he was seated he looked at me. He had this look on his face.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing. Nothing." He paused. "I love you. I'm so glad that I'm marrying someone like you." He took my hands in his and looked into my eyes.
"I love you too." I mean I wasn't lying. I did love him. Just not the way I loved Yahya.
"You wanna chill at my place or?"
"Sounds good." I nodded and he drove to his place.

Yahya's POV

I was chewing on some noodles while I watched so movie that was on tv. 
"You still have an AOL account, I don't wanna be with someone like that... Why does it feel so impossible to let you go?"  I suddenly lost my appetite and put my bowl down. I didn't feel like watching the rest of the movie so I turned off the tv and went upstairs. I was gunna sleep since lately all I've ever been is tired, but I decide to smoke a cigarette instead. I climbed out my window onto the roof and lit my cigarette. It was nice and cool outside. Very peaceful too might I add.
"What are you doing up here?" I spoke too soon.
"What do you want Ahmad?" Before he could answer he climbed up and sat down next to me. He took the cigarette out of my hand and smoked.
"You wanna do something?" He asked.
"Nope." I said taking the cigarette out of his hand.
"C'mon man. Live a little. You can't stay moping around forever. It's been like three months."
"I'm not moping around." I stated.
"Yahya, you've been eating ramen and watching a bunch of sad movies for the past month. And the month before that you didn't get out of bed. And the month before that.."
"Okay I get it!" I sorta yelled. "You don't get it. Before her I didn't even know what love was. Every girl I've been with was either for sex or because of my face. I didn't believe in love. Then I met her. And believe me, it took me a long time to find her. And even then it took me a long time to even know that I wanted her. I mean yeah when we first met I made the first move, but that was because I wanted to see if I should give up on love or not, ya know man? I never thought love was real, I didn't." I shook my head and looked up at my brother. "And now I think life isn't real without it. I miss her. It was supposed to be me and her. We were supposed to end up together man." My voice cracked at the end of that sentence.
He walked over to me and patted my back.
"It's okay man. I mean if you really love her, let her go. She's getting married soon and you can't stop it. You'll find someone else. Believe me."
"I don't want anyone else." I whispered as I stood up.
"Where are you going?"
"I need to think. Don't follow me." I told him and I got in my car and drove to the one place where I can clear my head.

Haneen's POV

"You wanna know something?" Sam asked me.
We were sitting on the roof of his house, enjoying the view of the stars. Sometimes I look at the stars and I feel safe knowing Yahya is looking at them too.
"What?" I answered.