Too Halal For You

Prologue

Alina.

Is this real or am i just dreaming. My dreams are really coming true. I'm here in Newyork to study fashion designing..Ahhhh..!!

I've always wanted thus. And Allah had answered my prayers. Thank you sooooo much Allah mian.. i love you..!!

When i came here i started out living at my aunt's place. It honestly felt like home back in Pakistan, until my cousin decided he had to ruin everything by continuously telling me that he loves me... ugh..!! I had to get out of there or i would have either killed myself or most probably him.

Now i live in a rented apartment that i have to share coz it's too expensive for me. Welcome to Newyork. And in order to not be a burden on my parents i work in a bakery, i babysit, and i also paint and draw. And i get really tired everday but hey.., you gotten hustle to make your dreams come true, right?

Doruk.

All this used to be soo much fun and relaxing. The rehearsals, songwriting, performing, but lately i feel completely empty. As if everyone around me is only there because I'm famous. Except Emily, my girlfriend. More like my ex now. I recently found out that she too was just using me. For almost a year.. how could i be soo stupid. I thought she really loved me, i know i truly loved her or that's just what i think.. i don't know. I'm so confused.

So i just packed my backpack and came to NYC to my sister who is married and has the cutest baby, my angel Defne. My sister has always been there for me, she's been more of a mother to me than my real one.

So I've shutdown my phone and I'm laying low away from everything and everyone i know in los Angeles.