Sara's POV
As the day went on, I discovered that Hassan was a pretty funny, yet cocky, guy. He was always calling himself hot and saying that he was "better than everyone else," but we both know that he was only joking. In the car ride home, I don't know why but I couldn't stop thinking about one of the things he said.
*FLASHBACK*
"Please I'm hot." He said, a bright gleam showing in his eyes.
"Not as hot as me! Just kidding I'm ugly af." I said, thinking self consciously.
"Don't say that! Allah made everyone of his creations beautiful"
"Did you just call me beautiful?" I questioned him.
A sly smile appeared across his face as he said, "I'm not calling you ugly."
*END OF FLASHBACK*
When he said that my heart just about melted. As my brother stopped the car and motioned me to get out, I see my mom waiting for us at the front door. We give our salams and started to head inside, but she told us to change in some nice clothes because we had some guest come over.
"Hmmm..." I thought, "I wonder who it is. "
A/N
IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT ITS 1:00 AM AND IM VERY TIRED! I'll try to update tomorrow
