AAIRAH'S POV
Seriously this guy wants to play 20 questions?!? Yuck no...Every cliched romantic wattpad stories has this. And this aint one nor even a slight encounter...ugh anyways to pass time i agree with him and he Offers me to start with the questions .
"i hope i dont sound like a creepy reporter if i do so I apologise." isay thinking of some questions. "No problem at all. You have already warned me." he urges me to continue.
OK HERE AAIRAH IS IN ITALICS AND HAMDAN IS IN BOLD.
"hmm...first question...um what is your favourite colour?"
" Black and red."
"hey they are one of my favourite too but i have a list. Next is favourite animal?
"Horses and white tigers"
"Tiger?! But why?"
"I have 2 white tiger cubs as pets. They are adorable."
"wow that is cool! Isnt it difficult as in when they grow up?"
" Yes it is but we have handlers and when it get too difficult we plan on donating them."
"That nice. So you are like a cat person. Me too." i replied grinningly. "Favourite food?"
"Any Arabic food especially basbousah."
"basbousah is real good but i like kunafeh basically wlanything with nutella." i grin like a child
"Oh yes nutella. No chocolate in the word can beat that."
"so next question..hmm...favourite restaurant?"
" Ah i dont have any favourites, but i keep going to Ajì. Its a japanese restaurant. The food is great there. You should go there sometime. Since majority of your questions are food related." he says amusingly.
"Oh okay you got me. Mmm now what are you afraid of physically?"
"I'm usually not afraid of anything but uh its embarrasing its cockroaches...they are disgusting." he replies sheepishly.
"No they are not disgusting...they are terrifying. The flying kinds are enough to give me nightmares." i reply sort defending him.
We both laugh a little. It was nice talking to some stranger...a Prince regarding little things.
I shift to my next question.
"what are you afraid of... Emotionally?"
He went pale. I didnt know anything had happened so I changed the question.
"next question...."
"afraid of loving my loved ones and losing."
"we all are arent we." i give him a sympathetic smile. He smiled back. "you know you can Talk about it. I'm a good Listener and a secretly keeps. You dont have to tell me if you dont want to." sensing his silence i shift to the next question. His presence now not intimidating me. It felt like i'm seeing a very old forgotten.i friend. "so favourite city?"
"London...beautiful country and people too." he says smiling
"just people?? more like women!!." i say while wiggling my eyebrows unintentionally.
Hamdan bursts out laughing for good 10 second.
"what happened?"
"what are those eyebrows. Its like they life of the own. That is hilarious. How do you do that?"
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Prince Heartless
Fanfiction#No. 346 on what's hot list on 9th November 2016 Any girl would jump at the chance of getting married to the Crown Prince of the land of gold Dubai. But no not Aairah who calls Dubai home. Funloving, Sweet, Carefree independent and innocent to see...
