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I don't know where I was going but I just needed to get away from him for a bit. I am so angry at him. Just because of that bitch he shouted at me! I needed to think fast as to where to go because I didn't want anyone seeing me like this. My bed hair was like a birds nest and I was wearing my PJ's.
I finally decided to go to Syreena and Fareeha's bedroom. I knocked twice and came in the room. They both were in bed talking.
"Um.. Can I use your bathroom to wash up and stuff" I asked them unsurely
"Why can't you use your own one?" Fareeha asked. Oh no what shall I say.
"Oh umm... Fahad is taking to long in the toilet so I became impatient and came here instead" I replied and bit my lip hoping they would believe me
"My brother always takes long in the toilet, so sorry" Fareeha said smiling apologetically
"So can I?" I asked again
"Oh yeah sure" Fareeha said pointing to the bathroom door but then I remembered I forgot my tooth brush, towel and my clothes in mines and Fahad's bedroom so I had to head back to my bedroom which I certainly didn't want to at the moment!
Every step I took my anger was rising and my nerves too. Even though I was angry at Fahad, he still had an effect on me. Once I was near the door I inhaled and exhaled and took hold of the door handle and after the count of three I opened the door. I saw Fahad had his hands on his face while slouching on the bed a bit then looked up to see me. I saw the apologetic eyes in front of me but I wasn't just going to be that easy on him
"I um.. Just needed my toiletries" I said awkwardly and Fahad just nodded
"Can we just talk about it?" He asked half pleading referring to our last conversation (argument!)
"No Fahad we cannot" I replied back sharply and got my things quickly and went out the room before Fahad starts to melt me down.
After showering and stuff I wore some skinny leather pants because its quite warm in here and a oversized shirt saying 'SWAG'. I still had on Fahad's necklace and some bow earrings. My makeup consisted of light pink lipstick and neutral eyeshadow and I had my hair into a high ponytail. After I was done and came out of the bathroom, I noticed Syreena and Fareeha weren't there. I guess they're gone downstairs to eat breakfast. Thinking of which I had to do to.
Everyone was there in the dining table and I could see Fahad's eyes on me when I arrived. He had an empty seat next to him but I wanted to give him the cold shoulder and went to look for another seat and saw an empty seat next to Syreena. Just then I thought 'I could atleast have breakfast with him, can't I?' And made my way towards his seat but bitch from hell, Sonia, was one step ahead of me and took a seat next to Fahad. I gave both of them a very hard glare which he gave back responding to me with an eye apology. If looks could kill, Sonia would be dead a million times!
So I had no other option but to sit next to Syreen
"Good morning!" Syreena greeted in a cheery tone
"Morning" I mumbled back. You have no idea how angry I am!
"Hey what's wrong?" She asked with genuine concern
"Um.. While I was um... Showering, I hurt my um.. Foot" I replied back stuttering. She gave me a suspicious look but then came to believe it. Wow I'm getting good at being a liar!
Fahad was sitting in front of me and next to him was the bitch so every often he would look at me apologetically but I would ignore his gaze.
"So Zara, where did you sleep? When I went to your room I didn't see any extra mattress" Sonia the bitch asked and I half choked on my food. Everyone was quiet now even Fahad looked panic. I had to think of something to say. Sonia had this big smirk on the face which I wanted wipe off with some toxic detergent. After recovering from my panic mode I answered
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Teen FictionZara Ali. A 16yr old girl who is born an Asian and is proud of it. Fahad Abid. An 18yr old Asian boy who has football skills to make every girl swoon and every guy jealous. There families are close so it's time they get close. But when they do, thin...