I love you ( A muslim love story)

Chapter 4: What is this feeling? (2)

(Anabia: 14 years old, Huzaifa: 16 years old)

(Anabia's pov)

"So Anabia, any updates on Huzaifa or is it just blank? " We were all sitting in a circle on the floor, the project we were working on now completed was sitting on the table. Mahnoor had joined us half an hour later making a pathetic excuse about her parents being too lazy to take her before time.

"Wow Anabia I still can't believe your not over that guy. He was such a jerk to you when you texted him!" I now look at Kamryn as she sighs and start to protest against what she said immediately, my cheeks tingling with a weird feeling.

"He has his reasons to be rude. I mean he had to keep his modesty you know? Like in a religious way"

"Anabia Bro, even if it was for his modesty he could've been a little nicer" Rabeeha says now grabbing a biscuit from the plate.

"Listen, if he had been nice the message or the whole point of what he was trying to get across wouldn't be through. He wants me to stay away from him and he hates me, it's natural to act like that towards someone you hate" Kamryn gives me the 'you really are dumb' look and grabs another biscuit from the plate. 
"Who cares about that a**hole anyways. Let's talk about something else. Hey who's watched the latest episode of My hero Academia?"
"Don't call him a a**hole Mahnoor. He isn't one." I mutter under my breath as we all start laughing again.
"Oh my God yes Bro I definitely watched it. Todoroki is amazing"
"He's mine. You already have Karma as your husband Rabeeha. I taking Todoroki" I look at Karin, who was now stuffing her mouth with crisp from the tray. She looks at me and we give eah other the 'here we go again' look and start laughing as the rest of them continue to argue.

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I sigh as I throw myself onto my bed. That was fun. Thank you God for this wonderful day. As I close my eyes to rest for a bit, the sudden sound of squealing rings in my ears as Kinza barges into my room, Aadab tailing along behind her.

"Aadab leave me alone I didn't do it!" She screams as she jumps onto my bed.

"Kinza you always end up hiding my book now give it back!" She clambers onto the bed grabbing onto Kinza's leg and pulling her off. "NOW TELL ME WHERE YOU PUT IT!" Rolling my eyes I break them apart and release them both onto the floor.

"Stop acting like 5 year olds both of you! Even Rubina has better manners than you when she fights with Yunus! If your looking for your book Aadab it's in your dressing table drawer. I saw it there the last time I was in your room. And Kinza for God's sake stop hiding things!" She starts laughing and then makes a face sticking her tongue out.

"Ha Ha!" She screams and walks off into her room. Aadab gets up off the floor and fixes the creases on her clothes.

"She's such a pain. Never respecting me even though I'm years older than her. Oh yeah By the way Anabia we're going to the mall tomorrow to buy some things for school. Tomrrow is a weekend so you can do your homework the day after" Without turning back she walks out the room, shaking her head and muttering something about Kinza. I start fixing my beadspread, neatening the blanket and repostitioning the pillows. Why were they always so messy? Once I finish off I grab my phone  and start texting my cousin Zara. She had wanted to talk to me for quite a while and so I had agreed to text her after my friends had left. Because she lived in my home country I could only see her once a year around our summer break. So texting her and facing timing was all we could really do.  I start telling her about my day and how everything was going. We drone on for about half an hour or so and then I tell her about how I bumed into Huzaifa. At this point she sends a shocked emoji face and then asks how it went.