Me And My JJ

1

Anaya's P.O.V

"Oh my God! Mum no!" I shouted
"Well, if you want a phone you'll do it" my mum tells me
"But I don't want to do it! Papa tell Ami I don't have to do it" I whinged

My dad shrugged,
"Beta it'll be good, you've got an amazing voice Mashallah"

Wow! My dad isn't taking my side for once.

My mum signed me up for a stupid naat singing competition. I haven't sang in ages. I don't even believe I have a good voice but mum and dad seem to think I do

I hear my brothers snickering from the other room.
"Will you four shut up?" I screamed at them

I'm the only decent child in this family, and the only female child which says a lot about the male species in my family.

"Will you four shut up?" Hannan imitates
I groan.
"Yo shut up, leave her alone" Fayzaan punches Hannan
"Thank you" I say sarcastically

"Anaya, you're going to do it" my mum tells me sternly
I groan and stomp upstairs into my room

My iPod pings.

Sully:- Ami said you need to pack your clothes cos we're leaving in a day

Me:- Whose 'we'?

Sully:- the whole family. Duh

Me:- why is the whole family going? I'm competing not the whole family

Sully:- Anaya listen, mum's doing this for you. All you have to do is go there and compete and you'll get a phone

Me:- fine tell her I'm packing

I switch my iPod off and throw it on to my bed. I get so pissed off sometimes it's unbelievable. I just wanna smash stuff

I lie down on my back for a few minutes just thinking about what I'm gonna do. What Naat or Nasheed will I read? Most importantly what will I wear? Or will there be any cute guys?

Wait, I'm only in year 11 I don't need to be looking for a rishta yet. My four brothers are in line first.

I checked the time and it was just going past nine o'clock
The door knocked and I went and opened it. It was my mum. I gave her a weak smile.

She walked in and sat on my bed.
"Anaya, beti I'm doing this for you" she tells me with eyes full of sadness

It pains me to see her like this.
"Ami, I know" I tell her
She smiles,
"We're going to be leaving early in the morning so pack your clothes and go to sleep early" she says before getting up

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"ANAYA WAKE UP" Uzair screams from the bottom of the stairs
I groan and get out of bed. I took a quick shower and searched my wardrobe for some decent clothes.

I grab an oversized jumper and pair it with black leggings. I wrap my black hijab around my head as I normally do and then slip on my favourite pair of superstars.

I grab my phone and my bag of clothes and make my way downstairs.
"Thank God!" Hannan screams when he sees me
I roll my eyes and sit down at the table.
"What do you want for breakfast?" My mum asks me

"I don't wanna eat" I shrug
"Beta no you have to eat something, you're getting so skinny" my dad says
"Anaya, please eat" my brothers tell me with concern

"I'm not hungry" I tell them before walking out the kitchen and into the living room.

I throw myself down on to the sofa. I know my family are starting to see the difference in my behaviour. I've become more moody, and depressed. I know why but nobody else does.

"Anaya! Come on we're going" I hear Sulaiman calling me
I peel myself as slowly as I can off the sofa and drag myself to the cars that are parked outside.

Dad locks the door behind me and I walk over to my brother's Audi and my parents get into my dad's BMW.

I jump in the back and sigh. I really can't be arsed. I haven't sang a Naat or Nasheed in absolutely ages. Fayzaan sees my 'deep in thought' face and smiles.

"Anaya, you'll be fine" he tells me
"No I won't fezy, I won't" I say and look down
"Listen, whenever I heard you singing, you've sounded so good. You'll be great" he reassured me

I smile and lay my head down in his lap.
"Yeah, you're proper annoying but we love you" Hannan says

I smile,
"Awww you guys are so cute"
I pinch Hannan's cheek and he laughs

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I feel the car stop but I just snuggle into Fayzaan further.
"Naya, wake up" Uzair says shaking me to wake up

I open my eyes and yawn. I sit up and look at the hotel we've pulled up at. It actually looks decent.

I drag myself to my hotel room and flop down on the bed.
"Be careful, you'll get makeup on the white sheets" Uzair teases
"I haven't got any makeup on you clown. Leave me alone I need sleep" I snap

"Chill" he says and I roll my eyes
He leaves and I sigh. I'm legit drained. My legs ache and I can't be arsed to do anything. I take my hijab off and throw it on my dressing table. I let my hair down and take my shoes off.

"Bro, that was mental" I hear an amazing accent
Okay so it's not one of my brothers then.

I tilt my head back off the bed so I can see who it is.
Wait. That's an unfamiliar face. Two unfamiliar face. Three. Four? I scramble to throw my hijab back on.

"Erm who is she?" One of them says
"She has a name" I butt in
"Sorry and what is her name?" Another one says sarcastically and I glare at him
"Bro we're in the wrong suite, ours is opposite to this one" the other one says

To be honest, the guy with curly hair and sunglasses caught my eyes. He's the guy who spoke first. I love his accent.

"Oh shit wait! You're them guys from YouTube innit?" I ask and they nod except the cute guy
What's his problem?

"I'm Adam"
"I'm Slim"
"I'm Naz"

I looked over to the cute one, waiting for him to speak but he doesn't say anything.

"Yo! Harris! HARRIS?!?!" Naz screams
Harris jumps and falls to the floor. I let out a giggle and he looks up at me.
Adam helps him up and forces him to introduce himself to me.

"I-I'm H-Harris" he stutters
"Well it's nice to me you guys and you H-Harris" I tease and they all smirk and Harris pouts

"I'm Anaya" I say and they all say 'it's nice to meet you'
And Harris just nods his head

"Does he even speak?" I ask and Slim laughs
"I like you! You're funny" he says and punches his fist forward for a bump

"Right we'll see you around then?" Naz asks and I nod
Harris runs out and I hear the guys teasing him and he doesn't sound happy about that

I huff and fall back in my bed...