My Life Online

We all feel lost sometimes you know.

^^ a picture of Fadel.
Heyooo! It's me again 😏 how are you all doing?! Long time no see. Talk. Read? Whatever. Anyway, I've not been updating because I've got a lot of exams. Ew, I know right!! The exam season starts tomorrow so I have like 5 weeks of exams with obviously a break in between. Good luck to everyone who's sitting their exams. May Allah make it easy for us and I pray that we all pass our exams. Ameen ❤️

As it's been a long time since I've updated (very very very sorry about that) you might need to reread the previous chapter to jog back your memory.
XxCandyRoseXx wanted me to update because she needed motivation so this one's for you 😂❤️

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With love, somethingaboutZiam 💞

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{A few weeks later}

Imagine a cheese grater forcefully being rubbed against your knuckles. Painful right? Well that's how I feel every morning when I hear the tormenting sounds of my alarm clock. "Ugh meetings!" I thought to myself. If only there was a way to escape those 2 hours of torture. No one actually wants to be there, it just needs to be done.

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An hour went by which meant there's another hour left. I managed to draw 2 cats, three dolphins and write down the lyrics to Kun Anta. As you can tell, I was pretty bored.

"So LondonGirls contacted us and wants to collaborate with you Anaya. We took a look at their channel and we think it's a great idea. They're new Youtubers but have gained quite a lot of followers. Take a look." Zaid announced whilst handing me the laptop. Zaid is one of my managers. He's the most 'down to earth' person you could ever meet and he's practically a comedian.
My other manager is Saima. Thing is, she hasn't been managing me for the past two years. No she isn't extremely lazy or whatever, she took a break to look after her newborn baby - except, he's not a newborn anymore since he's now two.

I watched one of their videos and checked their social medias. Fatma and Aaisha, also known as LondonGirls, seem like really fun people to hang out with. It's weird, I've never really come across them before? "I'd love to collab with them. Send me their numbers so we can discuss."

"I'll send it to you as soon as I get it. Also, BBC Radio One are interviewing Muslim youtubers and want to have you on their show. I know it's a big deal, so you'll have a week to think about it before we confirm it with them. The interview will be in at least a couple of weeks time so you'll have to keep it to yourself until then" Zaid informed us. Wait! Did he just say BBC Radio One? Like the actual BBC?! They want me on their show. Wow!

"I-I-I.. I mean" I didn't know what to say, I was truly speechless. "Alhamdulillah" I sighed with a huge smile engraved from one ear to the other.

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I opened the door to see Fadel who was sat on the stairs with his jacket and shoes already put on. I wonder where this kid is going. "Ukht can we please go to that new food place for lunch. I'm starving!" Well that explains it. "Let me sit down first I literally just came in. Where mum?" I responded.

"She went to Faduma Auntie's house." Fadel answered whilst following me to the living room. Faduma Auntie is mum's best friend. They've been really close since infancy which obviously meant that me and Salena would end up being really close. Salena is her daughter - we've been best friends since before we could even crawl. Unfortunately, she's been spending so much time at university lately. "So how long are you going to sit down for? 'Cause my stomach is on a rampage."

"Yeah, I can hear" I rolled my eyes at him. After five minutes or so, I got up to put my shoes back on. I gave Fadel the 'let's go' look. Predictably, he got up faster than the speed of lighting.

"Anaya?" He said softly. I've not heard him call me by my name in a while. It only ever happens when something is on his mind. And by the look on his face, something really was on his mind. "What's up?" I asked, concerned.

"Do you, erm, do you ever miss dad?" My head rose up instantly. Fadel's eyes were locked onto his twiddling thumbs. I feel bad for him. He doesn't remember anything about dad because he left when Fadel was only 1 years old. On the other hand, I think it's better that he doesn't, otherwise he'd be left with nightmares and hundreds of painful memories.

"W-why do you ask?"

"It doesn't matter" he shook his head and slightly laughed at the floor. "You know, it's better to let it out than stuff it all up in there" I tapped his head. He looked at me and smiled before confessing, "it's just that sometimes I wish we had our dad with us or if he left when I was a little older so I could've got to know him. I-I know he wasn't much of a good one but even having a bad father is better than having none at all. Right?"

"Maybe" I admitted. "But I think having no dad is better than having a bruised face. I don't know." The next few minutes were dead silent. I prayed that FoodFest would just appear on this corner. At least the food would get his mind of things.
It wasn't just dad that we were missing though.

"Hey, I'm sorry you had to grow up without dad. I wish I could go back in the past and change things but.." I was cut off by Fadel. "But you can't. It's not your fault anyway."
Fadel is usually the happy one. He's the one who cheers everyone up. I guess sometimes even the saviour needs saving.