His Troublemaker

CHAPTER 36- Childhood Stories

Salaaaaaam!
Hey everyone, I'm back! and yeah I'm not dead...
I sincerely apologize to all of you from my heart for the long delay. This term has been very hectic and my tests are going on which let me tell you are really hard.
Thank you all so much for your concern and a certain someone who thought I was actually dead! You guys are very sweet and caring and so this Chapter is dedicated to all of you Troublemakers! Love you all.
AYESHA❤
P.S. Just read the previous chapter so you can understand the story better, thank you!

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"THE BEAUTY OF SUJOOD IS, YOU WHISPER DOWN ON EARTH AND IT'S HEARD UP IN THE HEAVENS"

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"AYESHAAA"

"I didn't do it I swear" I tried to yell back at Ayman and then went back to sleep. I could hear my dad's voice saying something like, "please don't mind them, this is an everyday thing at our house"

I wonder who he's talking to...

"Don't even try to deny it ok, I know you did it" Ayman spoke again and banged at the bedroom door.

Ugh, why can't people let me sleep peacefully? And what is it that I did to Ayman again? Feeling my eyelids become heavy, I went back to sleep in seconds.

I could hear the faint sound of people talking from a distance, but I focused more on my precious sleep. Just as I was about to drown into la la land, the door to my room barged open with a loud bang causing me to scream, "FLAMINGOSSS"

Really Ay, that's the only thing you could come up with?

Ugh, shut up inner Ay, don't you dare mock me!

I'm not mocking you Ay, just stating the fact that a troublemaker like you can also be dumb!

I said shut up you inner Ay before I feed you to flamingos!

See, that just proves my point...

Ignoring my inner self, I pulled the duvet over my head to block the sunlight that was peeking through the window, after a while I asked Ayman in my groggy voice, "Why in the world did you wake me up?"

"I'm just asking you politely to give me back my clothes before I push you off the bed" he said in a warning tone.

Oh! So that's what I did...

"And why do you want them?" I questioned him yet again.

"Because that's my most comfortable outfit for a Sunday... by the way, why did you even take it in the first place?"

Uh-oh, he wants to wear it today?

I pulled the duvet down a little and popped my head out to give him an innocent smile, "I couldn't find my bag so..." I drawled, not knowing how to complete my sentence.

"Sooo...?" Ay pushed, he had a look on his face that said 'don't mess with me today!'

"Sooo... umm I..." I had no idea how to put it in words so I just pushed the duvet off me so he'd see himself.

The moment he saw me, his eyes widened in horror and his mouth was wide, "you wore my clothes to bed...? THEY ARE NOT YOUR FREAKING PJ'S YOU MIDGET"

"Ugh Ayman Aamir Karim, stop arguing with me this early in the morning okay" I yelled back at him, he's just being a typical girl and behaving like it's not his clothes I stole/borrowed but his makeup.

"Please tell me you're kidding, because its bloody 2pm right now" he said, shaking his head at me. He closed his eyes for a brief moment like he's trying to calm himself down.