The hijabi and the playboy

Chapter 27

Hi loveliesss! I hope everyone is having a beautiful day, I'm sorry I'm always taking long to upload but I hope you enjoy this chapter and show it lost of support and love. And please, please do comment, they actually make me so happy to read. Also I want to know where most of you guys are from, if that is okay with you of course, so please comment the country in the comments. I'm from Canada if you don't know and I'm 16. I thought I should tell you guys at least a bit about myself lol. Anyways, I hope you guys like this chapter and if you wanted to see suraiya's pov I'm sorry that she's not in this chapter but she'll be back in the next chapter so please still enjoy it!❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Jacob's pov
My hands stayed shaking as I carefully opened the letter and took out two papers filled with her pretty cursive handwriting. My heart was rapidly beating and I swallowed the odd feeling in my throat as I could already feel the stinging sensation in my eyes.

I took a deep breath and tried calming myself as I looked at the first two words already hearing her speaking these words to me.

It read

"Dear Jacob..." And already my heart stopped

I closed my eyes and tried telling myself that it was okay. I opened my eyes back up again as with a shaky breath I read it.

"Dear Jacob, this letter is most likely given to you a while after it was written. At least I hope so, I hope that you aren't a mess so early on after I've left that this letter had to have been delivered to you. However, I also wish that this letter doesn't get delivered to you at all. Because that means you're doing well, which is something I wish for you everyday. There are many things I've wanted to say to you before I left but it just didn't work out. I wanted to tell you how I felt, completely, but couldn't sum it up. All those emotions. I couldn't shove them into one word, they were full of meaning, memories and nostalgia but couldn't be expressed through simple words-as cheesy as that may sound. But amidst everything I told myself to push through, to tell you that I was leaving. I made myself try and go past seeing your broken hearted reaction that I knew would make me reconsider everything. No matter how many times I told myself it wouldn't. The thing that motivated me to go through it though was seeing your proud reaction, seeing my family's proud reaction, our friends and the people who have always supported me. You see, skating was the love of my life-my entire passion, but then you came along all arrogant and hot looking and I couldn't help but hate you. But you then changed slowly in front of me-into someone better, someone who I couldn't help but start to like. The way you'd grin when you acted mischievously, or when you'd pout over having carrots in your food, or your cute childishness and playfulness that never seemed to end. I loved everything, not just the fact that you are quite the attractive person but also the person you grew up to be-the person who stayed with me and helped me out when I needed it the most-no matter how many times I tried to push you away. When you came along my passions started mixing and it became you and skating, so when I were to perform I needed to incorporate you into it, or else I wouldn't be as happy, I loved performing when it was for you, when it was about you. Because I managed to mix two things that were so close to my heart into one elegant beautiful thing. I really hope you don't think that I didn't give this idea any thought and did it without hesitation because truthfully I'd stay up for hours contemplating if I was doing the right thing. Because I loved you, I loved everyone and everything here and I was just going to leave it for who knew how long. I was scared but I felt like I still had to go through this, to find myself. Maybe you're reading this a month, a year or years later after I've left. I wonder if we're friends when you're reading this, I'm guessing not. After all, I told Carl to give this to you only when you absolutely needed to read it. Knowing me I probably got myself killed, just kidding. Take good care of yourself and my family if I'm not there. I hope you stay good friends with our friends and you live your life however you please and happily. I'll keep your love in my heart forever and use it as weapon and strength in my journey. I am so sorry if I may have hurt you, I hope you know I didn't mean it. We may have argued quite a bit but that's because we had different opinions and we'd try to protect each other. So lastly but not least, to the boy that managed to get me to fall in love with something other than skating. I love you. I love you Jacob Ace Williams, and I'm so happy I met you. I hope that you know that you're never alone as my soul will always be with you. Till the next time we meet Williams."