Tangled in Love

Chapter 50: Trap or a Crap.

"Tell me Mayaan,

What does your boyfriend likes?",

Marwa asks thoughtfully while checking out the Men's shirts on the rack;

"Don't call him my boyfriend",

I protested and added slowly while memories with Omair flashed back in my mind;

"He's...,

"Your touch heals me"  

only..

"I always wanted to lie down next to you"

a...

"Separation from you will be the death of me"

Friend...

"I love you Mayaan!

Am I clear...",

I tried to assure her but deep inside my heart wasn't agreeing with my own words and so, was Marwa, She came and stood in front of me;

"Oh,

Paaaa...lease, Sisi,

You still call him your friend while he openly confessed that he fantasizes you and you keep on having dreams of him...,

Hmmm",

She asserted and continued as she walked around me in circles;

"Sis,

You both have mutual feelings towards each other and I pray that may you and Omair realize these feelings sooner and be together as a couple",

Marwa took my hand in hers and asked me with curiosity;

"So, when are you planning to tell him about your feelings",

"Leather Jackets",

I said abruptly as my sight caught the brown leather jacket on the mannequin;  

"What in the world this jacket has to do with your confession",

Marwa complained and pinned both of her hands on her hips, I ignored her &  walked towards the mannequin;

"I wonder how this jacket will look on you Omair?

Hmmm?",

I said loudly while touching the jacket;

"Omair???",

Marwa called out his name and continued with yelling at me;

"Don't tell me,

you are imagining him in this mannequin",

I lowered my gaze;

"I'm not imagining him,

It's just that this jacket reminded me of him and that night when ...",

Marwa interrupts asking thoughtfully;

"What was special about him that day?",

I smiled and looked at the jacket;,

"It was his 25th birthday,

He was in a black t-shirt with jeans and a brown leather jacket",

I explained while my hands traced down the collar of the jacket;

"I don't know,

How it may sound to you but I had never seen him look so handsome the way he appeared that  day, that ride with him on the bike holding him close was something I never felt...",