Chapter 1- Ne Demek ?

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"Sanem you couldn't tell the taxi to drop us off right at the front door ? ". Leyla huffed as she dragged 3 brightly coloured suitcases with her across the rainy streets of Ankara , her black tinted sunglasses in mid winter making her stand out like a sore thumb .
Sanem turned to her sister and looked her up and down , "repeating the same thing over and over isn't going to make the taxi driver come back abla ". Sanem rolled her eyes as she turned back to navigating on google maps, ah Sanem ah Leyla has a point Sanem thought , but she would never admit defeat .
It was 6pm and the sun had already set, their safety net of the suns rays leaving them as fast as Leylas phone battery which died halfway through the 6 hour draining coach journey . Sanem shuddered at the thought of the chilling cold that was still prominent on her bright red nose .
"Tamam abla we can sit here for ten minutes but ONLY 10 !" . Sanem warned plopping herself carelessly on her suitcase like a sack of potatoes , she was well and truly drained . Everywhere from her head to her toes ached and for the first time she was wondering if she made the right decision moving away from home so early . After all she was only 23 Leyla being the eldest of the two at 26 .
Sanem still didn't know how to cook anything more than tomato çorba and even that took close supervision by her mum. Anne , oh Anne, how I really need one of your pep talks right now she sighed .
"Right , hadi get up Leyla we can relax when we get to the apartment look it's only-." Sanem yawned as she stretched her tired limbs willing herself to get up while deeply regretting her decision of watching Kiralik Ask re runs till 3am the night before ."No wonder google maps was confused it's right there ! ". Sanem thought aloud pointing at the bright Işık Apartman building sign beaming at them almost teasingly .
"Why did I ever let you navigate" . Leyla snapped waddling across the busy road with her 3 suitcases, which proved to be quiet a comedic sight her purple summer dress and jet black sunglasses being a rather humorous juxtaposition against the cold ice her stilettos were currently crushing beneath her .
Sanem quickly snapped a picture of her ridiculous older sister for memories and hurried across the street in a much more sensible manner using yes you've guessed it . The zebra crossing .
Aligned perfectly from where the sisters were stood to the entrance of the high rise building . Like any sensible person would , Sanem wiped the soles of her shoes at the entrance of the complex and made her way excitedly to the receptionist, itching to see her apartment for the first time, she had a whole Pinterest folder worth of room ideas at the ready on her laptop .
However, Sanem was quickly pulled out of her joyful daydream by the sound of yelling . Ah yes, canim Leyla what have you got yourself into now . Sanem thought as she stood next to her sister ready to reassure the receptionist who looked ready to jump over the desk and run home . "Ne demek we don't have an apartment with two bedrooms under the name Aydin ! ". Leyla screeched clearly exasperated .
Sanem weighed the pros and cons of breaking it to Leyla that they did infact have a gay male roommate who also happened to be her childhood best friend, waiting anxiously for them in their apartment .
"Ablaaaaa" you know how I said the rent was a little pricy..." . I started the monologue I had prepared in my head, well aware that I was risking a stiletto to the head like last time . When we were interrupted by a loud cough .
"Bulutcim it seems these two ladies are bothering you, can I help you miss ?". The man said lightheartedly as we both turned around dirty looks ready to attack the rude man .
I took a good look at the man before commenting, tall , built somewhat, bluey green eyes , nice smile, I sensed the cockiness in his tone . Before I had a chance to retort back with the witty comeback that was at the tip of my tongue , itching to be released . I heard my sisters high pitched giggle .
"No love my sister here was just being a pain in the ass" . I took the key that Bulut the receptionist placed on the desk earlier and stormed off . Sanem Aydin was not about to be made a mockery out of for some random guy, flirty Leyla was absolutely insufferable .
I made my way inside the elevator and pressed number 4 while checking myself out in the mirror, undoing my French braid and messing up my hair a little . I sighed in relief, damn that really was tight, note to self wearing a braid for more than 10 hours is a no no. My mascara only excentuated the redness in my sleep deprived eyes .
As I bent down to pick up the cherry lipgloss that slipped out of my pocket while undoing my braid, I was met with the irritating ding of the elevator. Followed by 2 huge feet appearing before me .God damn it why are you like this Sanem for god sake . I muttered under my breath slowly getting up making sure I didn't drop anything to avoid further embarrassment .
The stranger chucked, what was it with men finding me amusing today ? .
The first thing I noticed when I got up was his height, this man had to have at least a foot on me, I found myself looking up at him, admiring his hench build and impressive beard in a rather uncomfortable position for a first encounter with a stranger .
"Uh, sorry "I nervously laughed . I stepped back bumping into my suitcase hitting the back of my foot with one of the wheels .Willing myself not to wince I looked up at the beautiful stranger and gave my fakest smile in hopes of avoiding more awkwardness . The handsome light haired man looked at me intently with his piercing deep brown eyes examining me with an smirk on his face . Weirdly, my hands started to clam as I started nervously stuttering again . He cracked a smile revealing his perfectly white teeth. I noticed he was messing with what looked like pebbles in his hands and focused my concentration on trying to figure out what kind of stones they were and what they meant for him to be fiddling with them so much .
"You're ok love" he said reassuringly trying to get my attention as I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding , while maintaining eye contact with him . This is so intense, it's really hot in here I thought .
Before I had the chance to scratch at my brain for a non embarrassing response as to why I was acting like yoda, I was saved by the lift as it signaled arriving at my floor .
I thanked Allah internally and quickly grabbed my suitcase side stepping him and speed walked out of that elevator like my life was counting on it .
Ah Sanem Ah ! you can't act normal for one second, you see a beautiful man and you turn into a stuttering toddler ! Not even one second ya ! . I chastised myself aloud while shoving the key card into the door willing for Cey Cey to have at least fixed the beds so I could have my well deserved beauty sleep .
Boy was I gravely mistaken .What I walked in on what a sight I will never forget .Receptionist saviour boy had Leyla restrained as she fought against his strong grip while Cey Cey had a broken laptop in his hands, eyes glazing with tears .
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HellOooo , so canem and leyem have met it felt so strange writing this instead of being the reader but I hope you enjoyed . Trying to make each chapter from 1300-1700 words .

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