Catching Up With The HasanTwins

Relationships. A Big No No

Update written by FreedomHasan

Hey, everyone! I hope everyone is good!

So, something happened to me yesterday which gave me this idea on what to write. But I'll get to that later.

Now if you're Arab, then you'll know that being in a relationship is a big no no. I know it doesn't apply to every Arab and could also apply to other people too.

In my family, having a boyfriend is not acceptable, it's mostly because of cultural and religious reasons. If you like someone, then oh my...

SUCK IT UP AND BURY THOSE FEELINGS OR GET MARRIED.

Yeah..that's what we do. Being in a relationship is something I couldn't ever do. I'm not complaining though, I'm used to it and I'm just not interested in them even though I lived all my life in America.

Because I grew up in an Arab household, I grew up knowing that if a guy hits on you and asks for your number..

THEN HIT HIM WITH YOUR HOLY BOOK AND MAKE A RUN FOR IT.

Ok, maybe not that but you get my point. I swear, I don't know how many times my dad gave me the 'don't talk to boys' talk.

It's not just because he's Arab or because he's Muslim but because he's a protective father trying to shield his daughter from horny boys.

I'm not saying that having a boyfriend or a girlfriend is wrong, but I just grew up that way. In my house, a boy was a big no, so Raneem, don't even think about it.

*whispers* I think that's why I became so obsessed with romance novels and writing romance.

*whispers again* my dad doesn't even know that I do that. GOD FORBID THAT.

Anyway, back on track. So since I grew up learning that the opposite sex will get you pregnant just by holding hands, I am a virgin in many ways.

And I mean I never kissed before, not even on the cheek.

Never held hands with a boy.

Never hugged a boy even my guy friends BECAUSE GOD FORBID THAT I GET PREGNANT AT 12 AND DISGRACE MY FAMILY'S NAME.

I grew up so naive and shy when it came to boys because I had no experience at all.

Yes, I had crushes every now and then but I never ever went and confessed them. Because, like for what? To end up being rejected? And even if he says he likes me back, to end up making a run for it and telling him that my dad eats boys?

HA. NO.

I'm good with where I am.

I will never forget the time when I was in the first grade and this boy comes up to BOTH Rua and I and he asks us to be his girlfriends. We were so small so we didn't think much of it and said yes.

Lucky boy, had two girls instead of one.

Anyways, I remember that day my dad was talking on the phone and I walked up to him and said "daddy. Can I have a boyfriend?"

My dad them looked at me with serious eyes and says "don't even think about it." And continues with his call.

FIRST GRADE RANEEM WAS SO HEARTBROKEN.

Anyway, that boy eventually started ignoring Rua and I and he completely forgot that he had two girlfriends.

Since that day, I knew that having a boyfriend was something I couldn't do.

There will be times when I like a boy. The same for Rua but we don't do anything.

This reminds me of something funny.

Rua once liked this boy for two years but he never noticed her. So one day, he comes over to our house and I honestly don't know why, but he takes a shower in our bathroom.

So Rua is making coffee for him and his dad, and he gets out the bathroom. Rua is holding the tray of coffee and she's about to enter the living room when he enters our room. She saw him entering our room because the kitchen is right next to our room.

And while he's entering he calls "Rua. Put the tray down and come here."

I stare at Rua in confusion and her face is also confused but she shrugs it off and walks over to him, telling me that she was freaking out in the inside.

So when she enters our room he's sitting down on her bed and with the most normal face expression she asks "yes?"

He looks up at her and says "can I use your hairdryer?"

HAKOSOSKSKSO

I LAUGHED SO HARD.

I also have this very very sad love story *sigh*

*sad music in the background as I wipe a lone tear*

Ever since I was 8 years old, I've liked this guy...But I eventually got over him at 16.

YES, I LIKED HIM FOR 8 FREAKIN YEARS.

I don't know why, but I remember when I was small I just immediately had an attraction towards him...
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But he never noticed me *sobs*

It didn't matter anyway. It wasn't like Raneem could ever be with a boy. I eventually got over him and it's no big deal. I just can't believe I liked a guy for so long. Like damn, Raneem. 8 years is a long time.

So why did I decide to write this update? Because yesterday someone asked me to be in a relationship with him..

And it's not just a normal guy. He's a guy that I consider to be my brother.

Yesterday I was talking with him normally because we're friends and then he pops the question. I made Rua read the convo because THE HELL HOW COULD I ANSWER?

Eventually, I hit him with the brother-zoned.

Yep, I don't do friend-zone.

I do brother-zone *evil grin*

It went along the lines "I love you too....but as a brother..."

He still has yet to answer me...

Take my advice ladies, if a guys asks you out and you want nothing to do with him, don't friend-zone him.

Brother-zone him. It works. You won't ever see his face again ;)

So that's how Rua and I grew up. I know it might be weird to some, but there are many people out there who I'm sure feels me.

Especially if you're Arab, then you know the struggles you have with the opposite sex and about being in a relationship.

Let me know if you went through that or not.

And I'll see you in the next update!

~ Raneem