Recovery {wRoNg sequel}

08

Mohamed:
Can I call you?

I stared at the text blankly. I was in my room like every other typical Saturday going over my notes from the past week.

Should I let him call me? What would we even talk about? I was so used to texting and joking over text. I was overthinking it so I texted back saying sure.

My phone immediately lit up with his name and I answered after 2 rings.

"Hello?"

"Assalaam alaykum." His voice was deeper than it was in real life. A quiet voice inside my head remembered how Ethan's voice sounded on the phone which made me smile.

"Walaykum assalaam." I replied.

"How are you?" He asked like he always did.

"I'm good. What about you?"

"I'm okay. What are you up to?" He asked.

"Just going over my notes." I said just before there was an awkward silence.

"Can I ask you a question?" I said breaking the silence.

"You can ask me anything."

"Why do you keep texting me?" I tapped at my desk.

"I thought it was obvious."he laughed.

"Yes it is, but I want to hear it from you, not those bitchy girls at school."

"Okay, I like you, like a lot." He finally said it. I was supposed to be happy about that right. I was supposed to feel the same way. Then why did I feel nothing?

"You wanna know something?"

"Sure?" This was so odd to me. I was so used to speaking to people who knew me and only having small talk with others.

"We've been texting for about a two weeks, well I do most of the texting." I chuckled because it was so true.

I rarely spent time on my phone these days, it would mostly be for texting Grayson and talking to my mom weekly. Other than that, the people I loved most I saw almost everyday so I spent most of my time with them.

"and I've liked you since the start of the year."

"You did? I didn't even know you." I told him.

"I know, but I knew you. The reason why I didn't approach you then is really funny." He laughed and I waited.

"Tell me! Why?"

"Okay." He said as he attempted to stop laughing. "I thought you and mike were going out."

"What!" I squealed.

"What it's not my fault! You guys are like so close like way closer than any Muslim girl should be to a guy, like you guys hug and hold hands. what else was I suppose to think?"

"We're best friends!"

"Okay I know that now." He said and I was still laughing on the inside but completely shocked. Do me and Mike look like a couple? I mean him and Sandra maybe, but me and him.

"Guess what?" He asked.

"What?"

"I have a surprise for you tomorrow." The smile dropped from my face and I looked down at my hands.

"A surprise, what do you mean?" I asked. A sudden feeling rose in my stomach when I recalled the last time I got a surprise. I looked down at the ring on my finger, I never took it off.

"Well it won't be a surprise if you tell you. You'll see." He said and I hated waiting.

"Okay whatever."