Part 22

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I need to forget him .

Weeks passed like that , Maybe Months .. Loubna came back from Texas , finally .

I missed her so much because she was the own person who really understood me  .

It was march and the cool spring soft breeze hit my skin as I made my way to my house , after spending the whole afternoon with my best friend , chilling : as every week end .

Things changed in Bradford since I came . A lot of things : I wasn’t the ‘weirdo’ anymore . I was kind of popular but not  in a bad way , plus , I spend 90% of my time with my mom or Loubna  .

“Oummi ! hello sweetie . “ mom greeted me with a huge smile .

“hello mom . what’s up? You look ..hum I don’t know …”

She shrugged : ‘ Oh nothing .. why are you saying this??”

“I don’t know haha.” I giggled , flicked my hair and laid on the warm sofa , I started at the boring TV for a while , speechless , then I got up from the sofa and managed to go upstairs , to call Loubna , but mo mstopped me .

“ Oh by the way .. your dad …wants to see you .” she smiled nervously .

“and?”

“tomorrow you’ll travel to London with him . you will spend with him a week . “

I gave her a look : “ hum I guess you know my answer??”

“ you have to.”

“No. I wont . MOM DO YOU CARE BOUT HIM?”

“  no it’s about you honey . you  . just you.”

“so why are  you telling me to Go to freaking London to meet the sh*t of him,??” I staretd gettinh angry .

“because I want you to stay with me .” she whispered  weakly .”

“I don’t understand.”

“sit down.”

I obeyed calmly , threw my bag on the floor  and crossed my arms : “ explain so .”

She took a deep breath and started : “ so he called me and he told me that he ‘s going to come tomorrow to bring you to London with him . you’ll stay there  like .. for a week , ever month , I mean one week per month . “

“ and why you didn’t say no !!!?’”

She stopped for a while , glanced at me , the continued : “ of course I told  him no . he replied that if I I don’t accept , he will take you with him there , in London forever , I mean yeah.”

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