Chapter 7

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Hello everyone, I'm sorry for not updating for a long time. I hope you guys like this story and continue to read it, I love reading comments so please comment and tell me what you think about this story so far. Also I posted a characters pt 2 which shows what some of the other characters look like- if you haven't seen it please give it a look and if you have then you might want to take another because I forgot to put what Zayn looked like in this story so please go back to see what he looks like. Once again thank you for everything and I hope you all have a beautiful day❤️



Suraiya's pov
I came home after eating out with Jacob, which I was really thankful to him for letting me have fun and let loose a bit. He gave me his tuxedo jacket and I almost screamed, he was being really nice and I'd be lying if I said I didn't love it.

I went inside the house to see both my parents on the white couch. They were laughing while watching the tv and eating popcorn, I smiled softly before sitting next to them before kissing them both on the hand.

My mom spoke up and said "so, how was your date? Did you have fun?

"Mama! Dates are haram! It was just a hang out, he's a really nice kid. I had fun."

"Amir told you that he's nice, but you never listened." My dad said in a sing song voice. I took some popcorn in my hand and spoke before eating the popcorn "yeah, I know that he did. But don't tell him that I'm admitting that he's right though. He'll never let me live it down."

It was getting late and I had to wake up early tomorrow so I kissed both my parents on the cheek and told them a quick goodnight before going upstairs to then pray.

I prayed and checked my luggage and did a mental checklist for everything that I needed tomorrow and then I fell asleep. My alarm clock blared in my room and I groaned. I was pretty excited for the trip that I didn't get much sleep and I kept waking up in the middle of the night.

I prayed fajar and then showered and put on the clothes I was planning on wearing for today which was black adidas leggings and a long sleeve adidas shirt. A light brown hijab, white adidas sneakers and a Daniel Wellington black and gold watch. I thought I looked good, and I felt comfortable so I grabbed my bags and went downstairs. It was pretty early in the morning, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't surprised that my whole family was downstairs in the living room. My brother picked up my bags from my hands and placed them in front of the door and I just looked at him confused. "What are you guys doing awake at this hour?" I asked and little brother hugged me and said "we'll miss you suraiya, 7 days is a long time." I ruffled his hair and kissed him on the head "it's not that long bud. I'll be back." I said to him as he held out his tiny chubby fingers and wanted me to promise him, I chuckled and did so before looking at my parents who quickly engulfed me in a hug "raiya, be careful and make sure you call us at least once everyday just to make sure your okay. We really will miss you. Deen's right, 7 days is a lot." My mom said as she kissed my cheek. "I'll call mama, don't worry. And I'll be back, it's just a field trip."

"Princess, be careful habibti and have fun most importantly." My dad said and I smiled and he also kissed me on the cheek.

Sana for once in her life didn't have her phone on her and wasn't talking to someone on the phone said "take lots of pictures, I'll give you advice on which one to post. You gotta look beautiful because you've got a couple thousand followers on your social media. Have fun raiya."

"I will, who else can I go to for advice on social media." I said as I also ruffled her hair and Amir spoke up "bubs we should do our handshake cause this stuff is way too cheesy for me." I chuckled and agreed before doing our handshake and he said "have fun suraiya, Jacob will take care of you. And if you need anything he's glad to be of help. At least that's what he said." I laughed and said a quick okay and thanks before going outside to Sarah car. Sarah's mom was going to drive us to the school where the bus would take our class to the cottages.

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