Fated To Love You (An Islamic story Coming soon)

Prologue

"I'm going to get married to you!" The boy shouted as he looked at me. I didn't even know him.

"I'm only fifteen years, I don't want to get married to you, I'm going to get married to Omar." I said back, there is no way I'm getting married to him. He was taller than me, he had green eyes and his hair was brown, he had this huge cute smile on his face. His teeth were all straight, white and shiny. I'm sure any girl will go to him but the one I like is Omar and only him.

"But he doesn't like you, plus he doesn't even care about you. He is always with other girls." He said as he looked really serious. He is right but I don't care

"I'm only going to get married when I'm twenty." I said as I looked away not wanting to see his eyes, I'm jealous I have always wanted green eyes but instead I have hazel eyes.

"Then I will be twenty two by then." He said as he smirked, then he is two years older than me? "Remember my name it's Amir!" He shouted before running away, as if I would need to remember that.

The next day I went to school, I saw Omar with other girls, he does this even thought I told him I don't like it. I went to look for that boy from Yesterday, I think he said his name was Amir? But I couldn't find him anywhere, so then I saw his teacher I thought I should ask her.

"Miss! Miss!" I shouted because I don't know her name, I call her miss and that's enough I guess.

"Yeah, can I help you?" She said softly as she smiled.

"Do you know where is Amir?" I asked as I looked at her.

"Oh Amir? He left the school, he got transferred to another school by his parents." She explained. For some reason hearing that made me feel sad even though I didn't care even a little bit.

"Thank you!" I siad to the teacher and then I left, that kid really is something, how can he leave without saying anything? But again we were nothing.

Hello everyone I thought I will just update this one, the story still will be coming soon. Bye, I will see you all soon with a good chapter.