Fatima's POV
I try using Truecaller to find out who it is but the number isn't recognized by Truecaller. Truecaller is actually an app that shows the identities of callers that have been registered with them.
Ya Sa'eed is good with computers, maybe he can help me hack the person's phone through his number. I rush to his room and after explaining to him and showing him the number and chats, he asks me to call out the number. I do just that and after some minutes he shows me a picture.
"This is the picture of the person whose NIN is connected to this number. I would've explained more but you won't understand." Ya Sa'eed turns his laptop such that it's facing me and the gasp that escapes my lips make him scoff.
It's Hamza. Hamza of the FHA. I rub my eyes several times and ask Ya Sa'eed to check it again. It was really Hamza.
Ya Sa'eed knows that I've never gotten along with FHA. But he doesn't look as surprised as I am.
"Hamza is not going to know what hits him." Ya Sa'eed gives me an incredulous look.
"Don't think that you have a guy all figured out. You might think Hamza is just fooling around but he might not be. Boys are not as predictable as you girls think we are. We are just as complicated as you are. For example you, Halima and Kalthum think I'm just your elder brother but maybe there's more to me than what meets the eye." he takes his laptop and leaves his room.
Where did that come from? But I can't sit here and start thinking about it. I have other things to worry about, like Hamza. But before I deal with Hamza, I need to conquer the first thing that has got me all worked up, Amir.
I hurry back to my room with my phone at hand. Once I'm seated, I check if Kalt is online. Thankfully, she is. I ask for Amir's number and she surprisingly gives me with out questions asked.
Hey, I can't pretend to be your girlfriend. My friend loves you and I don't want to seem like a betrayer. I'd appreciated it if you drop the thought. Thank you - Fatima.
I hit send and drop my phone, sighing.
Hamza. I have never in my life even in my wildest dreams think that one of the FHA, Hamza to be specific, can even think of me in another way apart from one the girls in their School. Then falling in love with me.
I shake my head, there's no way Hamza is in love with me. This is definitely a prank. I pick up ny phone again. Messages from different people and platforms keep coming in but right now, I have better things to worry about so i don't even bother checking them.
I check for the number and type.
So why are you calling me beautiful? And why do you want to come over.
His reply comes in less than a minute after I hit send.
Woah, woah!! Calm down hun. One question at a time.
I roll my eyes.
I asked only two questions so answer me
I roll my two thumbs around each other, waiting for his reply.
Ohk sweetheart.
I cringe and type down my exact thought.
And please, quit calling me hun or sweetheart.
His reply makes me scoff.
Ohk sunshine.
I send in a face palm emoji.
So the answer to your first question is that you are beautiful so calling you beautiful is well, normal. Secondly, I want come over because i miss your breath taking face, i thought i said it before.
I laugh mirthlessly, he must think of himself some sort of Romeo. But I'm honestly tired of this.
So are you going to tell me who you are or should I help myself to it?
Somehow, I can imagine him smirking as I read his message.
Suit yoursef, i know you won't find out anything.
I also smirk as I type in my reply.
Ohk... HAMZA
I wish I can see his face as he reads my message. I'm very sure he looks comical.
Already done our assignment now have we? That was fast though.
Finally.
Yeah, so you can drop dis act of yours.
His reply takes a little time.
Wait, you think its an act? Fatimah wallahi {i swear by Allah} I love you. I've loved you since the day you and Halima first came to our school. But having the reputation of being notorious ruined things for me. I thought that maybe I'll one day man up and go up to you and tell you how i feel but I guess I'm too chicken to do that. Fatimah I really love you. I know you don't and will never believe me but this is the truth, I LOVE YOU.
I drop my phone, taking deep breaths. People really need to quit taking me by surprise like this. My head begins to pound. I pick my phone and type in my reply and hit send.
Ok Hamza I believe you. But the truth is that I've never liked you as a friend talkless of a lover. And I don't think I'll ever in my life be able to love you.
I don't mean to be rude but rudeness is the only way to get rid of guys.
Okay, but please just think about it. Pretty please.
I roll my eyes and sigh.
As i said before, i don't think i have to repeat myself.
Just please give it one last though.
Ok
Now back to Amir. He has even replied and I didn't even notice. A lot of messages have come in but I can't risk having another surprise similar to what just happened come my way. I might just have an attack. I need time to wrap my head around what just happened.
I check through the messages without reading them just to check if Kalt or Halli had sent me any messages but none. Thank God.
Let's talk tomorrow in school.
I read Amir's reply. Well at least no more surprises for me. I've had more than enough drama for a day. My phone battery is already drained so i just switch it off and leave it to charge.
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BFFs: troubles within A Year
Novela JuvenilFirst of the BFFs series. *** Fatima Abba Sulayman and Halima Audu Kalshingi are best friends since they've known each other. But what happens when they both fall in love with the same guy, a senior, Amir Aliyu? Will the one give up for the other o...