My Knight In Shinning Armor - Part 5.

Sarah was out with Faris, they were planning on having breakfast at Lenotre down the Champs Elysees.

She had her hair down, with a beenie on her head, a short long sleeved, high neck, black dress that fell right at the middle of her legs, wool tights, and a pair of towering high Red Christian Louboutin pumps.

She looked very French, and Faris was making fun of her for that.

"Ana ma abi wa7da very french! Ana abi my Kuwaiti woman!" he laughed

she tiptoed over to him,

"ma tabii wa7da, mixed?" she giggled

"Itha ihya intay it doesn't matter, you want to know why?" he asked her

"Let me guess, won't you?" she interrupted with a smile on her face

"guess....." he trailed off

she got closer to him, stood on her toes, and put her nose to his,

"la2na you love me" she said and pushed her lips up to his

he pulled away

"mmm I love when you do that.. and yes, because I'm head over heels in love with you.." he told her

"Madame et monsieur, votre table est prete" the waiter told them

"Merci" they said in unison

She intertwined her fingers with his and made their way to their seats

As she sat there and saw Faris eat his breakfast, she started to think.. could he be the one she lives her whole life with? Could she be able to love him unconditionally, could he love her unconditionally?

She looked at him, and looked at all his features.

The light brown eyes rimmed with long black lashes, the straight nose which he got from his father's side of his family, the thin lips, and the strong jaws.

She wanted to reach her hands out and trace each and every bump on his face.. but she just sat there, with her cup of hot chocolate in her hand and stared at him, stared at the man she would hope to live the rest of her life with, the man she would love to call the father of her unborn children.

Faris chewed on his last bite of pain au chocolat as he payed the bill. Sarah ran her index finger over her lips, it was a habit she had after licking her lips.

She took a deep breathe as she stepped out of the restaurant, and started skipping and giggling.

Faris started laughing at her, it was these quirks she had that were so random that he loved. The way she gets so excited when she says a story, the way she pouts when she doesn't get her way, all the little things.

"Lat6ee7eeeen!" he yelled

"You'll carry me if I do!" she yelled

"I'll heal you!" he yelled back

she ran to him and threw her arms around him,

"baby you already make me feel superhuman!" she giggled

"cliche ya 7ilwa?" he laughed

"Very!" she laughed with him, "A9laaaan! You're the peanut butter to my jelly!"

he couldn't stop laughing, he picked her up from her waist, and twirled her around, she threw her arms in the air and laughed like a 5 year old.

Faris put her down, and she threw her arms around his neck,

"I love you" she told him and smiled

He loved the way she smiled, she had a dimpled smile, two to be precise, and he adored them.

He kisses the rim of her lips, and hugged her.

"I love you more, ya um e3yali" he whispered in her ear with their arms around each other.

Right then, someone came and tapped her on her shoulder,

"Sarah?" the voice said

She turned around....

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I love you!

-Q;*

My Loves!

My dear readers! I've posted part 4! But it's in the September month:/
I hope you like it! And don't forget to comment please!

Loads of love;


- Q;*

Thoughtssss..

I never thought I'd say this.. But I'm actually thinking of closing my blog..
I don't get any feedback from any of you. My last post had 4 comments, and I've got a little over 50 followers.
I love you all, but I can't write if I don't know how you're feeling about my stories! What is the point of writing when you're not reading?
If I know you're still reading, I'll keep writing and you'll get a post pretty soon...

Please, leave your thoughts on here, and I'll be able to reply soon enough hopefully!

I love you! x

- Q;*

My Knight In Shinning Armor - Part 4.

Get ready.

;)

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"Sarah," Faris said, "garbay"

"Hala?" She told him

"Come closer! I want to tell you something" he said in a voice that couldn't help but get her curious

"Shino?" she asked her mouth gaping

He leaned in and pushed his lips on hers

Sarah instantly closed her eyes.

She felt his lips move perfectly in sync with hers, she didn't fight back, it was like she was waiting for this too, and secretly she was...

All her life.....

she let her emotions take over her.. Everything she thought she wouldn't feel she felt.. And she loved it..

Weeks passed by.. It was just of her and Faris, walking around the cold, damp streets and alleys of Paris, hand in hand, fingers intertwined.

He was everything she wanted and more...

If they stood at a cross light, and she just slightly shivered, he'd pull her in into his arms, squeeze her tight and kiss her head. He made her feel like she was the queen of his world. That her every wish was a command.

They would cook together, he'd surprise her, she'd surprise him, all the cute, sweet, cliche stuff that people who are so madly, stupidly, head over heels in love do.

But as always..

All good things must come to an end..

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Not a long post, I know! I'm sorry for that, but I'll keep posting, maybe not long, maybe long, I don't know, all I know is I must keep writing, for my precious readers:*

I love you, and enjoy!:*

-Q;*

PS: Sorry for the delay. AND I WANT FEEDBACK!:( Make me happy?:( Please? Pretty please with a cherry on top?:(

Just a little something.

You guys, I DO post on Wordpress!

I post stuff that relate to my life, and so has a lot of posts, from cursing to crying, to a lot of stuff! ;p

But you guys should check it out more! And comment! You guys can find me on both if ever needed!

Plus!

Email? queenofmyhood@hotmail.com

Twitter? @queenofmyhoodx

Yes, just those;p

Toddles! xx

-Q;*

My Knight in Shinning Armor - Part 3.

Part 3! I hope you enjoy it!:*

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It was like a herd of wild horses, running so hard, free, their beautiful manes moved around by the wind.

That was the sound she heard.

It was his heart. Beating, thumping, jumping. Noises she's never heard before. The closer she pushed herself to him, the tighter she let him hug her, the louder the sounds got. The faster those horses ran.

Half way through the show, she fell asleep in his arms. Faris slowly picked her up in his arms, and took her to her room.

He tucked her into bed and kissed her forehead, and as he left, he stood by her door and whispered to her,

"Wallah ana ma adry shnu mza3lech bs etha 3araft and there is something I can do, I'll do it. Even if it takes my life."

She slept so peacefully, she was like an exhausted baby that couldn't wait to go to bed, and when she slept, you couldn't help but ask, how could someone who looked so angelic, be able to hold that much pain inside her?

About half way exceeding her sleep, something happened.

She woke up, screaming, gasping for air, clutching the left side of her chest, her heart.

He's back.

He came back.

She dreamt of him, no, no, not a dream, a NIGHTMARE.

She slowly replayed the scenes of the nightmare she just envisioned, it was like one of those horror movies.

She walked into her apartment back in NYC, dark, only the lights from the outside of her window shone through, and closed the door behind her, the minute the door made a click sound indicating it was closed, someone pushed her back, and pinned her back to the door.

"You're not leaving again. 5laitich trou7een theek elmara, bs hal mara, mako." he hissed into her ear

"Intay, 7agi. MALTI. Tifhimeen shno ya3nii intay malti?! MINE! AND ONLY MINE!" he suddenly yelled

She started to gasp for air as tears streamed down her cheeks.

He slowly moved his mouth from her ears to her lips, and forced himself on her, she pushed him away, but he was too strong for her, he forced himself even harder now. She turned her face, not wanting his lips to lock with hers. She didn't want to taste him. He bit her cheek, and said,

"I told you, you - are - mine." she knew he was smiling while he said that. She felt his hand on the outside of her thighs, he slowly moved upwards, pulling her dress upwards with his hands, his nails jabbed into her thighs, and she felt a shock of pain,

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!! Yousef!!!!! Let me goo!!!" She sobbed, "MABEEEEEK!!!! MABEEEEK!!! I HATE YOUUU!! LET ME GOO!!" She screamed in between sobs

"MAKO!" he yelled back at her. He bit her neck, her jawline, he wasn't going to let her go, not this time. This time, he's going to make her his property, forever, and the only way he can, is this way.

Before he could go any further, she woke up screaming.

She sat up in her bed, pulled her knees close and started crying, but the way Faris busted into her room scared her and made her jump up screaming.

"Shfeeech?! Baby! What's wrong?!" He asked her, pulling her close

"Faris, please, please, don't let him touch me!" She cried as she held on to his shirt, and pulled it, the way a child does when they don't want to be taken away

"Baby, I promise, a7liflich, musta7eel insan ymid eida 3alaich damii ashim il hawa!" He kissed her head

She cried, more and more, into his chest

"I hate him, wallah I hate him!" She told Faris

"Sarah, 7abeebty, stop crying, I told you, no one is going to lay a finger on you as long as I'm living and breathing! Tikfain, latabcheeeeeen! Wallah ena sra5ich yga6i3 elgalb!" He told her

"I'm sorry, wallah I'm sorrryyyy!" She gasped

"Gomay, come on baby, I'll make us some hot chocolate, and we'll sit outside on the balcony, and you can talk to me, come on" he kissed her head

"Okay" she said in between sniffles

Faris got up on his feet, then helped her up. Sarah put all her weight on Faris, she couldn't handle being on her own two feet.

"Come on, al7en nig3ed bara o ta5theenlich nifas, et'haddeen min nafsech, witgouleenlii what's wrong.. okay?" he pulled her close

"Okay.." she whispered

Faris slid open the sliding glass windows leading out to their balcony and pulled the chairs next to each other.

"Ge3day 7abeebty" he told Sarah as he slowly let her down onto the chair, "digeega warid, basawy the hot chocolate wayeeblich a blanket" he continued

as he turned to walk back into the apartment, Sarah grasped his hands,

"Please, don't leave me" she told him

He got down to her level and said,

"Did I ever leave you? No. Never have, and never will. Ana magdar a3eesh bidounich Sarah. 3umri mara7 a5aleech." then he got up and went back inside

Sarah sat there, staring at the dark skies of Paris, watching as clouds passed by, listening to the rustling leaves of the tall standing trees as little brown colored squirrels ran, and jumped from tree to tree, she inhaled the freshest of oxygen she could ever remember inhaling. She just, took it all in..

She jumped when she felt someone put something on her shoulders. She turned around and saw Faris, smiling down at her as he wrapped a blanket around her, then handed her a big mug of steaming hot chocolate.

She pulled the mug to her lips, and she inhaled the scent of hot cocoa, whipped cream, and a few fluffy marshmallows, then pulled it away and lowered it as she wrapped her hands around the mug.

Faris couldn't help but smile.... He loved when she did that... It was like she was taken to another planet, just by inhaling a scent.

And it was these little things she did that really intrigued him.. He has never met a girl that ever did these kind of things..

It's the little things she did that really made him insane! If he accidently kicked his foot into something hard, she'd giggle then ask him if he was okay; if he KNEW something was hot, but out of stupidity just put his finger on it, she'd giggle, then kiss it and ask him if it was all better now. She'd pick up his laundry with hers even if he DIDNT ask her to do so. She'd make him his favorite sandwich just because she felt like doing it, and he's savor it, and bask in the different flavors that tantalized the taste buds on his tongue.

Things someone wouldn't think of doing.

Because isn't it always, that the little things are the things that matter the most?

He stopped his train of thoughts,

"Come on now, talk to me.." he told her, his blood was boiling, he wanted to know who did all this to her.

Sarah started from day one, she told him everything, she even told him her dream, and how she couldn't understand it because they NEVER did anything! She never kissed him, she never held his hand, they never did anything like that. It was just verbal, in words like, I love you, I miss you, honey, 7abeeby, those kind of things, never was it physical.

A few times, a tear or two dropped down her cheek, but he'd wipe it off with his finger before it even got the chance to touch the ground, because he wouldn't allow her to cry over someone like him, ESPECIALLY him.

That's when he decided no more fighting what he's been fighting for years, it's about time he did what he always wanted to do.

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I'm sorry guys! I know! I've taken a while, but I got sidetracked:$ I hope you like the post!

I promise I'll post something soon! I'll start writing ASAP as a matter of fact!(A)

I love you all!

Taqabbal'Allah 6a3atkum, w3alaikum b2alf 3afya!:*

I love you all!

-Q;*

Clearing some stuff up.

Okay, so I think the last post got some of you confused. But I'm here to clear things up.

Sarah left Yousef and went to Paris.

In Paris, she was picked up by Faris.

Faris is her Cousin.

They're like best friends, and since they're so close to each other, their family thought there was a secret love thing going on between them, but NO they are NOT together.

I hope this clears some stuff up! I'll be posting soon!

I hope you're all doing great!

xx

-Q;*

My Knight in Shinning Armor - Part 2.

"Hala bl ghalia! Saroun! Shlounich? How was the states?" He asked her as they left the airport
"Enta ilghali wallah!" she blew him a kiss, "bien bien bien, all good, wasn't bad" she told him as her heart thumped in her chest, he knew her too well, and so she was terrified he'd realize that it wasn't "all good"

"Akeed?" He asked her

She nodded and smiled

They got to his car, a black Porsche Cayenne Turbo. He popped the trunk open and he put her stuff in, she was leaning on the side of his car talking to him, asking him about the weather and how it all was.

"Done!" He said as he clapped his hands together

She giggled at his actions

He came up next to her, placed his hand on her hip and kissed her cheek

"Walaht 3alaich! I swear Paris is nothing without you! Yallah emshay, I'm sure you need some food" he told her and started towards the drivers seat

"You know me too well Farous!" She said and walked to the passengers side

He drove her down the Champs Elysees, around the Arc De Triomphe and down to Cafe Esplanade.

She looked at the skies, she looked at all the couples walking next to each other, holding hands, the man looking at the girl he had his arms around. He'd look at her then pull her close and kiss her passionately. He heart would jump in it's place.

"Saroun?" Faris asked her

"Hmmmm" She said and turned to look at him

"Sima3teenii?" He asked her

"Um, hehe la2" she blushed

"Agoul, etshouf the love birds!" He laughed

"Hehe, shut up!" She told him

"Ya bint el7alal! Ga3ed as2ilich, khaly oo khalty shlounhum?!" He said again

"B5air il7imdellah, they're good.. Babatii emkayif eni 6ala3t min Amreeka!" She laughed

"Ee zaaaain! Ma baghaytay!" He defended her father

"I know, it was about time" She said and put her hands on top of her head to form a halo

Faris is weld 3amat'ha. Which makes Sarah bent 5al Faris. He was 5 years her senior, but they were so close, they did everything together; and for so long, secretly in their family, everyone thought they loved each other, qi9at 7ub ya3ne;p

They had some food, then he drove her back home.

She carried a box into the apartment, while Faris dropped both bags inside, and went to get the second box.

"Waaaaaih! Entay shno?! Ma5ala9tay?!" He laughed at her as she slowly put the box on the ground

"SHEFT ESHKUBRIK ENTA! I'M TINY!" She pouted

"Ya 7iluhaaaaa!" He told her and pinched her bottom lip

"Heeeeeeeeey!" She giggled

"We'll unpack bacher" he told her, "I'll give you some clothes of mine to wear so you can sleep in, embayin 7adich ta3bana" he kissed her forhead

"Okay, thanks baby" she said as she dove in for a hug

"Yallah ta3alay, CSI Miami is about to start" he said as he pulled her into the living room

He sat down wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close. She pulled her knees to her chest, and rested her head on his chest.

And for the first time, she heard something she never did with Faris..

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Adrii, not long! But enjoy!

xx

-Q;*

My Knight in Shinning Armor - Part 1.

Part 1, just so you guys don't stay waiting for long;p

I love you! :*

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Sarah didn't just leave without having a place to go, she knew exactly where she had to go, what she had to do..

A week before she packed up and left, she wasn't being herself with Yousef, she was being someone he didn't know.

Every time she would talk back, every time she would be the girl he didn't know, he would ask her yelling,

"ENTAY SHFEECH? SARAH TE7ACHAY! SHNO SAR ELY GHAYARICH 3ALAY! WALLAH TARA ANA TA3ABT!"

She wouldn't say a thing, she would just walk away.

She'd leave him standing there, questioning what he did wrong.

Usually a tear would trickle down her cheek as she walks away...

"Akh, widy bs et3arf ya Yousef.." she'd mouth

Sarah already applied to The American University of Paris. Somewhere far enough from Yousef, somewhere she knew he didn't like, somewhere she knew that if he ever thought of going, he'd get lost.

She just knew him that well...

Yousef wasn't the perfect man you all think he is, no. Yousef had a past. Yes, he prayed. Yes, he was funny. Yes, he was nice. But he was known for being a player. Ouch right? How could Sarah, the girl who never did anything to break her parents' heart, be with a man like him? She asked herself that too, but she never could get the answer...

Even though she trusted him, sometimes there was this thin streak of distrust she had. When he said he was going somewhere with a certain person, she'd think to herself, is he lying to me? And when she'd know a friend of hers was in the same place he'd be in, she'd ask them to watch him.

What was good about this was that Yousef, didn't know her friends. He never blended himself with that part of her life, as much as he wanted to blend himself in with her family, he didn't blend himself in with her friends. Weird, right? She didn't care, as long as she could have someone watch him, she was great!

At one point, one of her friends told her this,

"Sarah, please lat3a9been 3alai, bs sheft Yousef y6ali3 bent thanya...." He trailed off

"Okay...." She calmly replied

"Are you okay?" He asked her wrapping his arm around her shoulder and pulling her close to look in her eyes; she was that kind, her eyes would let out everything in her.

"Yes. Mafeeny ila il3afia!" She smiled and looked him in the eye, "I'm going to make him go insane."

"Sarah! Swair! Yanaitay!? T3arfeen Yousef oo 7arakata! Latyineen wetsaween shay tendimeen 3alayh be3dain!" He warned her

"Tadry shloun? Mara7 asawi shay. Kafy ilta3ab ely ana 3alayh!" She told her friend and left.

So you see, he isn't the perfect little angel. He had a past, and sometimes, a mans past follows him to his future, which is his present.

Anyway, she applied, and she was accepted.

So she packed up and left.

She got on a plane during one of those chilly January mornings. And on her way to the airport, she traced the morning dew on the window of the cab she was in, she drew little hearts on its fogged up window. And when her breathe would no longer cover up the little artistic objects she drew, she sat back and watched as he drove her down the roads she knew like the back of her hand for the last time..

She got on her plane, sat down and buckled herself in, pulled out her iPod, untangled the wire and pushed the little pads into her ear, and clicked the little play button. Automatically, Kellie Pickler came on...

Didn't you know how much I loved you started to blast in her ear, the catchy tune, and Kellie's sweet voice started to shake that emotional wall that she built up, the one blocking all her feelings from people's eyes.

it went like this,

"I remember the way you made love to me

Like I was all you'd ever need
Did you change your mind
Well I didn't change mine
Now here I am trying to make sense of it all
We were best friends now we don't even talk
You broke my heart
Ripped my world apart

Didn't you know how much I loved you
Didn't you know how much I loved you, baby
I gave you everything, every part of me
Didn't you feel it when I touched you
Didn't I rock you when I loved you, baby
Baby, tell me
Didn't you know how much I loved you

I can't get you out of my head
I still feel you in this bed
Left me all alone
You couldn't be more gone
From falling apart to fighting mad
From wanting you back to not giving a damn
I've felt it all
I've been to the wall

Didn't you know how much I loved you
Didn't you know how much I loved you, baby
I gave you everything, every part of me
Didn't you feel it when I touched you
Didn't I rock you when I loved you, baby
Baby, tell me
Didn't you know how much I loved you

One day justice will come and find you
And I'll be right there in your memory to remind you

Didn't you know how much I loved you
Didn't you know how much I loved you, baby
I gave you everything, every part of me
Didn't you feel it when I touched you
Didn't I rock you when I loved you, baby
Baby, tell me

Didn't you know how much I loved you
Didn't you know how much I loved you, baby
I gave you everything, every part of me
Didn't you feel it when I touched you
Didn't I rock you when I loved you, baby
Baby, tell me

I gave you everything, every part of me"

and by the time she was done, Sarah let go of emotions she didn't think she would be able to let go of..

She fell asleep with tears streaming down her cheeks.. and the next thing she knew, she was slowly being shaken,

"Ma'am, ma'am...?" they said as they shook her calmly, "We're landing, can you please put your seat back in it's up right position?" asked her the flight attendant.

She pulled her seat up, took a deep breath, pulled her hair in a high ponytail and told herself that this is time for a new beginning....

After going through passport control, and picking up the 2 bags and 2 boxes she dragged all the way with her on a 14 hour flight, she walked out into the meeting area of Paris' Charles de Gaulle airport.

She stood on her toes and looked over the heads of all the people standing there waiting to see their loved ones. A hand shot up and started waving, and with that hand came shouts from a familiar voice,

"SARAH! SARAAAAH!!" a loud, masculine, husky voice she was used to for so long shouted

A smiled made it's way on her face, and she ran into those strong muscular arms she was so used to.

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There you go! Part 1! I hope you like it!

Another 10 comment, and you get the new post!

And Good Morning Kuwait! <3

-Q;*

My Knight in Shinning Armor. Introduction.

Hiiiii! I know! I've taken a while! and I'm sorry! I've just been going through a lot, and yeah, I needed some calm time... but after much anticipation - which again, I apologize for! - the new story is finally here! The introduction anyway! XD

But, a couple things first! 0:) I know, I know! Come on Q, get it over with already and let you go ahead with the new story! But I promise I won't take long! :*

First off, my friend, wait no, my SISTER is now in the blog-sphere! XD She's been here for a while, but she recently moved, I won't say who she is because there was a reason she moved in the first place! But that doesn't matter, what matters is I want you guys to check her out please! 7aboo.wordpress.com It's all from her heart! What she feels, she writes! I'm telling you because some of them have made me cry! Literally bawl! Trust me, it's so worth every second of your time! Check her out!

Second, remember my wordpress blog? Well, I'm going to use it! XD BUT! I'll be using it to post anything I FEEL! It wont have stories, it'll have FEELINGS, actual stuff I'm going through kind of feelings, if I'm in pain, you'll FEEL it, happy, you'll FEEL it, all that kind! So you guys can possibly check that out daily with possible posts! 0:) here it is; queenofmyhood.wordpress.com

PS: I've linked them;)

And now, without further ado!

The new story!

It's called "My Knight in Shinning Armor" kind of cliche I know, but I just want you all to check it out, if you don't like it, I'll kill it! I promise!

Here we go!

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A man, George John Whyte-Melville actually, once said, “we always believe our first love is our last, and our last love our first.” So have you ever felt that? Have you ever fallen in love, and then get so heartbroken that you say, “That’s it! This is the last time I ever fall in love!” ? And then, you fall in love again, but not because you wanted to, it just happened! And then you tell yourself, the first one never was love.. it was just.. Lust? Or hope? Or you THINK it’s love? You don’t have the words to describe what the first one is because you never actually know what it was! But then, the last it’s all the feelings you’ve read about, seen movies on, you’re actually feeling it! You’re living it! The butterflies, the sleepless nights, the planning of the future, the heart fluttering at the sound of their name, the times where you hear their voice at random times when they’re not even there! Just because you love them so much it’s like their heart and soul is TIED to yours.

That was how it was with Sarah.. Or how she thought it was anyway.. Sarah was in university, majoring in Business. You know when fate just pushes you to something? Well that was how it was. She was studying in the states, where she could’ve studied here, but fate sent her there..

In the midst of all the running around, and being there alone, and trying to get her studies done, she met Yousef. She kept her heart locked up so damn well. She was old fashioned in the way that she’ll keep herself until the day someone knocks on her door and asks for her hand and heart from her father. Jidam 3youn kil elnas.

When she’d walk in public, she’d keep her eyes fixed on the ground, there was no reason to stare at every being god has created. If she was somewhere new, she’d look around, to make sure she knows her surroundings well just in case something happened. She was that kind of girl.

But somehow, she didn’t know what, or why, but SOMEHOW he was able to unlock that heart. The heart that was bolted shut, the heart that was locked with chains that could hold a large wrecking ball, the heart that could make people fall in love with it, but it doesn’t fall in love. How did he do it?

He was like the perfect Kuwaiti male specimen. Looks and all. He had the strong jaw, the dark, piercing eyes, with heavy dark lashes that enhanced that mysterious look every girl craves in a man, his nose wasn’t perfect, but it was perfect on his oval shaped face, he had thick eyebrows, he was tall, not extremely tall, but just right, and skinny, the fit kind of skinny.

She just didn’t know how he could do what no one could.. After thinking and thinking, and fighting with her heart, and all her feelings.. She decided on doing something that she never thought she would do..

She packed up…

and left…

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Well, there you go.. The introduction! XD

Tell me what you think, and if I get 10 comments, from DIFFERENT people, I'll post the first part!

So enjoy, and I can't wait to see what you guys have to say about the new story!

I love you all!!!!!! :**

-Q;*

Hola!

Mbarak 3alaikum ilshahar ya 7ilween;*! W'inshallah et3ouduna kil sina eb9a77a w'salama;*!

I have good news! XD

I started writing the new story! XD

I chose the names! And it's pretty damn significant to the story if I should say so myself! But you'll have to read and know how and why! Et3arfoun maybe by the end of the story, maybe sooner;)

Just stay tuned;*!

I just, absolutely, LOVE you;*!

I'll post soon! XD

-Q;*

Help?

Hello my amazing readers!
How's everyone doing?:* Good I hope!:*

I have news! :D

I have a new story..

I have it in my head, and I'd be more than honored to write it out for you all, but I need names:/

I need names for the characters.

So first off; if you would like me to write it, tell me in the comment box. And if I get up to 8 comments, I'll write it.

Because honestly, I feel like you're all not interested:( Where are the days I used to write and I would get up to 6 comments on a post?:( Where did all of my readers and followers go?:( I miss you, you know? So much:( Come back:( Please?:(

Second; if you have any ideas for names, both male and female names (unique or common, doesn't matter. I just need names) email it to me - queenofmyhood@hotmail.com - or you can tweet me - http://twitter.com/queenofmyhoodx - I'll write them down, and if I get a significant number of the same name, I'll post it on here, and you can pick which one you like best :)

Is that good for you?

I miss you all, and I love you! :*

-Q;*

The big 5-0!

Oh. My. GOD!
50 followers!
The big FIVE-OH!:o

I am in so much shock and joy in the same time!
Thank you for each and every one of you, because without any of you this blog wouldn't be here today..
Thank you for listening to the words of my heart.

I love you unconditionally. Each and every one of you!:********

-Q;*

Stupid In Love. Epilogue.

Stupid In Love - Epilogue
With much anticipation.. Here you go.. It might sound a little out of track at times, but once you get through it all, you'll understand:) 


Here we go.. xx

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After Na9er, a lot of things changed.. Both for the better and for the worse.. 
I lost a love, but I gained a friend. I lost friends, but I gained so much more friends, and I gained strength. I gained the ability to believe in myself more.

I lost Na9er as my lover, but I gained him as a friend. Sure, I miss how we used to constantly text and call each other, but he still calls me at random times, and I still text him at random times too.. Na9er's voice still has a strong affect on me. It gives me tingles and butterflies that are like shock waves throughout every inch of my body.. But el7imdallah, I have something called self control, asta7mil nafsii o kil a7asisi le2ana our friendship is important to me.

Remember in the very beginning of the story, I told you about the time I saw Na9er with Jawa and 3anoud? And how I wish I knew then what I knew now? Well yes, everything between me and Jawa came spiraling downwards a few months after Na9er.. 

It came up to the point of my birthday, Na9er forgot my birthday, tithayegt.. I'm not going to deny it and say that it didn't matter to me, because it did.. His birthday was still a few months away but I still remembered it and I would call or send him a message at the least saying happy birthday! Wela etha ma gedart, at the least I would get my ass up and wish him a happy birthday via MSN.. I told Jawa, I told her he didn't wish me a happy birthday, and she told me to ignore him, he's not worth it, mu lazim a7arig a39abii o ajra7 nafsii 3alaih.. 

"you're right.." I told Jawa, "mashkoura 7abeebtii, wallah madrii shasawii bidounich!" I pouted and hugged Jawa
"Hahaha! Shda3wa 7abeebtii!" she hugged me back and kissed my cheek

I didn't expect shit from Na9er after that.. Because when you get your hopes up, they always - well not always, but most of the time - they get shattered.. So I didn't talk to him, I didn't need to talk to him.. It's not like I'm going to get a birthday kiss, or birthday sex, or anything at all from him :)
But two days after my conversation with Jawa;

Na9er;* says: hey, Happy Birthday, I'm sorry I didn't tell you the other day but I was going through a lot of shit
M says: hii, thanks, don't worry about it:) 
Na9er;* says: kk

Goul wallah? That's it? I would at the least expect you to say sorry one more time Na9er!
I told Jawa, actually I copy-pasted the conversation to Jawa.

"Ashwah, galich. L2na ana zafaytah, I told him that even though you're not together he should at least have the decency to wish you a happy birthday!" she told me

Welaw ma yet min Na9er ebnafsah, it still felt like something, so I thanked Jawa, she knew how to make things better, 7eta etha kan shibir bes.. 

But back to how things started spiraling downward..
Jawa was with someone, but that's a whole other story, and its not for me to tell.. Its not my story or secret.. Its hers.. O e7tiraman laha, I'll just state the points where it had us in a jam..

The first time ever that someone saw me, he told Jawa that he thought that I was hot.. He shouldn't have said that, because as a girl, ra7 ykoun feeh gheera! It's only natural! Also, he brought his friend along with him, so it wouldn't be awkward with the 3 of us.. His friend was "tikana" or more like thijeel, mu ebsir3a e6ayi7 elmiyana.. You get what I mean? 
Well guess what? Within 10 minutes he was laughing with me and we were joking around! I'm like that, when you get to know me, you'll see I'm not how people put me! 
Later, as time went on, we found out he was cheating on Jawa.. I didn't like it, AT ALL! I kept pressuring her to leave him.. Because she deserves someone so much better! I guess Jawa took it the wrong way.. She slowly stopped telling me about what was happening with them.. I used to find out from 3anoud.. Elbint makant tadrii enii makint adrii.. But I acted like I knew everything.. 
Honestly, I got sick of that; aren't I your best friend?! Wela kan bes esim o shakel?! The tension between us got worse.. When I hear something, mathalan ina Jawa gayla shay 3annii, I would believe them.. 
One thing led to another, and soon enough we weren't friends anymore.. 
After that, me, 3anoud and Loujain slowly started drifting apart too.. Loujain men awal.. But that's another story.. 
I lost them as friends, but I gained other girls as friends, I gained also male friends.. Some who I now trust with my life..

One of them was Fayye. Me and Fayye were friends for some time min ayam me and Jawa were still friends, but as days went by, we became tighter and tighter.. So tight we would have conversations that would go late into the night.. My mother approved of Fayye, she liked her, kanaw eqashmiroun weya ba3ath over the phone and all of those sort.. 
Fayye never judged me in any way at all.. Instead she used to tell me that whatever made me happy made her happy, and she would back me up with whatever I decided to do.. With her I was really me..
I'm always me with anyone, bes lemma et9eer 7azat elfa9la, it's not the real genuine fa9la that it actually should be.. 

Anyway.. 

The day after I left Na9er, I remember surfing the web trying to find depressing songs - because theres something with our sub-conscience that tends to link every depressing song or situation to you; for example listen to a song about losing a loved one at war, if a part comes along and says I loved you so much, I can't believe you're gone; they're talking about death, but you linked it to losing you're significant other.. Unfortunately we're wired that way;p - I came across a song, that had me gasping to catch my breath.

I was standing at my dressing table, downloading whatever depressing song that came along, tears slowly crawling down my cheek, creeping into the creases my mouth made from the frown that was already formed on my face, and into my mouth..
I tasted my tears, the saltiness, and I wondered how I wasn't dehydrated yet.. 
I wiped my tears, looked at the puffy eyed, heartbroken girl I saw in the mirror, I looked her straight in the eye and told her;
"Maisa. Besich bachy. Etha el7mar lail7een ma dag 3alaich, 3ayal kilish ma haza ree7."   

It is HIS loss, I thought to myself.

I was scrolling down the web page when I saw a title that interested me, I clicked on it and waited for the words to start pouring out of my speakers..

A nice easy beat started, and the title of the song was said over and over again..

"mmm.. Stupid in love.. Ohh.. Stupid in love.." 
Rihanna's melodic voice said..
Not only is it called Stupid In Love, but Rihanna was the one who was singing it..
His favorite singer..

My breathing started to get heavy. My heart was heavy and my knees were weak. I tried to breathe but I couldn't, my head was spinning and I was getting dizzy. 
I held on to the corner of my dressing table, I jabbed my fingers into the carvings at the edge hoping it would help keep me on my feet..

"Katie told me that this would be nothing but a waste of time....." 
Right away Jawa came to mind, she warned me.. 
"and she was right.."


The chorus took it's part in the symphony of my heart..
"this is stupid, I'm not stupid, don't talk to me like I'm stupid in love, I still love you but I just can't do this, I may be dumb but I'm not stupid.." 

Right then, every strength I had left in my knees that allowed me to still be up on my feet failed me.
The ground gave way for my body to collapse on it.
I was laying sideways on the ground, hugging my knees to my chest while I let out everything in me.
The tears I cried didn't look nor feel like normal tears, they were like jumbo droplets of water that usually form when you leave the faucet slightly turned on.

The song kept going..and I just laid there on the ground, shattered beyond repair.. 

"You don't know what you've lost, and you won't realize until I'm gone, gone, gone! That I was the one, which one of us is really dumb?" Rihanna asked

By then, I already started this story.. We were at the very beginning.. And RiRi was the inspiration to the title.. 

The song doesn't affect me anymore, not in the slightest bit.. 
Na9er was a phase, mar7ala min 3umry o 3adat.. Il7imdellah :) 

All of you, every single one of my readers, now know exactly how I felt towards Na9er. What I used to feel, and what I DO feel now.
And so, I think it is only fair to let you know how I feel towards a couple other characters.. 

I'm going to start with Fayye;
   Fayye, there's no words to describe how much she means to me. She's the first one I run to when something happens, shes my save haven. I know whatever I'm feeling, whatever I'm saying, it's all locked up tight in a safe, that's located in a tower, guarded by a fire breathing dragon that no one has ever defeated.
We've shared every tear and laugh since the day we met. 
A7mid washkir rabby ebkil 9alah ina an3amnii eb a best friend like Fayye, le2na she's not only my best friend, she's my sister..
Fayye, if by any chance you're reading this right now, I want to thank you for everything you've ever done for me, for taking all the tears I've cried, and all the moments which obviously proved I should be thrown in the mental ward of a hospital:p but instead of just standing there laughing, you'd join me on my crazy adventures just to make it a memory that we could both share.
I truly, unconditionally, love you. 



Jawa;
   Jawa, Jawa, Jawa.. I know for a fact that you're reading this right now.. And honestly, I don't know where to start.. We've been friends for so long.. And to suddenly have everything yanked out from us wasn't easy on me.. It used to always be just us. You used to finish my sentences, you would know what I wanted to say before I even said a thing, you knew everything I did and didn't like..
It hurts to know that I don't share my life with you anymore..
Sometimes I wish I could just erase all the drama we encountered with the opposite sex.. Maybe then, we'd still be as strong as ever, if not stronger..
I miss you, and I wish you all the best, with everything, I truly do. 
And I hope you know, that all the things I did, I did it for you, just so you could see what you truly deserved, not someone who constantly tore you apart.



Na9er;
   I don't hate you, but I don't love you either.. You've made me so much stronger now than when I first met you. You gave me happiness at some point of my life, and I thank you for that, but its because of you, I know that not all guys are bad. Thank you for being there for me when I needed you, and I'll never forget the way you looked at me every time, especially when you told me you missed me.. I'll be here when you need me. I'm still your friend, just like I was at the very beginning of all this..
I know you'll never read this, but maybe one day you'll know.. Just like everybody else knows I'll always be there..   

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And with that, I end my story of being "stupid in love".. 

Please, keep your heart locked up until you know for sure, whoever is unlocking it is worth it.. 
I never want any of you to get hurt like I did, because the pain is unbearable, and in a society like ours, love is rarely found. Every hormonal male in our society knows exactly what we want to hear, and so they feed it to us.. 

Always remember, you belong to yourself and no one else's; like Jessica Simpson said,
"I belong to me, I don't belong to you, I'm one not half of two, so if you're gonna love me, then you should know this baby, I belong to me".. 

Your feedback is much appreciated, and I'll be waiting to see what you guys have to say about the end! :D
I'm sorry for taking long, but there you go;*

This is Q, leaving you with the end of Stupid In Love:)
My life in words for you to feel and relate to.

I love you all;**

Enjoy the rest of your summer!;*                           

Surprise!

The loves of my life!;*
I have a little surprise for you..
I decided on posting an EPILOGUE for "Stupid In Love" something to clear a lot of stuff up.
I think it should be interesting, something that'll have your jaws gaping at what you'll be reading;)


I hope you're all having an amazing summer! I'll post the epilogue when I get the chance, it'll be worth it enshallah;*




Stay safe please, and remember, I love you and I'm always here for you;*

Love ALWAYS;
-Q;*

Stupid In Love. Post 19 & 20. (The Finale)

Ahh.. My amazing readers.. My FAMILY. You are the ROCK and the REASON this blog is still alive today. At the end of this post, comes the end of a second story.. Another life you've lived with me.. Another whirlwind of emotions we've felt together. I can't believe it's about to come to an end.. Wow..

Well here goes nothing..

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Something shook my table so hard, I jumped in terror. I walked to my table and looked down..

My oh my..

Guess who..

Na9er :)

El7ilu qarrar yidig:O

Didn't I tell you all? I'll make him come back. :)

I looked at my phone and raised an eyebrow with a smirk on my face before I picked up.

"Aloo?" I said irritatedly

"Aloo" He said

"Hii?" I asked

"Hey" was his reply

"Mmm..?"

"Why didn't you call me?" He asked

"Really?" I said

"Yeah, really" He replied

"Mu min9ijik sa7? Mu inta ile gayilee latdigeen 3alay?" I almost laughed

"I said that then because I was mad" He defended

"So you told me not to call you. I obeyed" I told him, "if you didn't mean it, why didn't you call me?" I asked him

"I wanted to see if you'd call" he said

"Aha. Well weren't you the one who said 'You know what?! Don't call me! Okay?! Don't call me!' huh? Wasn't it you? Or was it someone else?" I asked him stating what he said a week ago, but he didn't answer me.

"Okay. Na9er. Do you want to be with me or not? Because if you don't, I'll just leave." I said, "so yeah, tell me. Do you want to be with me or not?"

"Honestly?" He said

"La, not honestly. AKEED HONESTLY." I said

"No." He said, "I don't want to be with you." he continued

"Okay then. Thank you." I said, "I have to go now, tabi shay?" I asked him

"Wain ray7a?" He asked suspiciously

"Ba6la3 with my friend" I told him

"Mwa3da?" He asked sounding jealous

"NA3AM?!" I almost screamed

"Mwa3da?" He asked again

"Shaku mwa3da?!" I screamed

"3ayal wain betrou7een?" He asked

"We have a Halloween party tomorrow. We're going to get costumes." I said sincerely. I wasn't lying! So why should I hide anything?! Right?!

"Okay.." He said

"Yallah, I'm going to go. If you want anything, message me." I told him and hung up

I'm not in the mood to talk to him on the phone after what he said! Wila enshallah shayifnii sahla ya3nii?!

I picked up my Louis Vuitton Speedy bag and walked out of my room flicking the lights off as I left.

The deal was to meet up at Soug Sharg and get some coffee and then start the hunt.

As we walked around sipping our coffee, something caught my eye. And it was like a light bulb flicked on in my head.

What I saw were a pair of ears. Yes. EARS. Kitten, Leopard, and Rabbit ears.

I stopped in my tracks and looked at the stand outside of Claire's... Hmm.. Call them or not? I'M SO CALLING THEM!

I called Jawa and 3anoud and told them of what I found, and I put out my cards.. My idea..

I'd get us each a set of ears. The same color. And we'd get all dressed up as cats. Sexy, feisty cats. Something that would make a guy in the street stop and stare. Make him fantasize of what she could possibly do if she would flirt with him. THAT type of cats;) They were in. They were so excited over this, it's the first time we ever went to the extreme with costumes.

Now, the next night.. Was when we'd shock all the party people.

The night of the party; the girls came over to my place to get ready.

I remember me and Na9er were constantly texting that night, but why, or over what I'm not sure. :s

You know when Charlie's Angels walk in somewhere? How the three of them look so different, yet are so connected in some way? Yup! That was us when we walked in.

We payed our formalities with the other girls, then picked our sofa.

I remember him calling me in the middle of the party. He told me to hang up, but I wouldn't allow it. He had to let it out. And so, he told me that he was no good for me, but me, being the stubborn girl that I am, I told him off. I told him that it was my decision, and that it was my heart on the line, and not his. He also told me that he doesn't deserve my love, and yet again, I told him that it's not up to him who I fall in love with, and it's not something I can control.

That kind of killed my party buzz..

But my girls were quick to bring it back up, and I loved them for doing that!

But the real drama was yet to come..

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The Finale

The day after the party, I sat and thought to myself..

Maybe he has a point..

I tried..

I gave him my heart.. I cried so much over him.. I called, I practically begged him to make me his!

Wow, that looked like I was desperate..

Maybe someone else deserves my love? Someone who'll love me so much better than Na9er has ever loved me..

I kept thinking..

And my heart, and my mind was torn between two, to either walk away or to take whatever Na9er flings my way..

I called Jawa and talked to her for approximately an hour.. We weighed the pros and cons of my situation.

Na9er was a great guy, RAYYAL! He's a man for Gods sake! He can keep me safe! Someone lays a finger on me, he'll break it! He LOVES kids! Which shows he'll be a great father one day..

He was flirty, that's good and bad..

And the list went on and on..

It all weighed each other out..

I had my answer...

This is the end of the road for us..

I couldn't call Na9er..

Just the sound of his voice would make me stay..

I had to do it the easy way..

Easy, but still tough..

It was through MSN..

I got online, with me fighting back tears. Chocking on them actually..

I opened a conversation with him..

And that's when all the tears came rushing out, like a waterfall that drowned my eyes, I could barely see what I was typing.

"Na9er. I've had enough. You had a point. I deserve someone better. And that's what I'm doing. I'm leaving. I'm erasing you out of my life. Bye. And I swear to you, you'll never find someone like me, you just wait and see."

I clicked enter.

Then I clicked block.

And last but not least. I clicked DELETE.

Part one, accomplished.

Next,

I deleted all his messages, cleared out my call log, and turned off my phone.

Part two, complete.

Now, for part three..

The depression, and the crying..

Man, oh man..

I locked myself up all week.. I cried and cried and cried..

And because of the depression, I BEGGED for a trip to the chalet. And.. I got it.. I need this..

It's been a while since I got on MSN from my phone, and when I did, he was there..

Yeah, you read that correctly, HE was there! As in NA9ER was there! On my contact list! Are you kidding me?! Are you fucking messing with me?!

Na9er says:

Hey

M;* says:

Hi

Na9er says:

Why's your phone turned off?

M;* says:

Because I turned it off?

Na9er says:

I need to talk to you

M;* says:

Not now. I'm going to bed.

Na9er says:

Can you call me tomorrow? Please.

M;* says:

Khair enshallah. I'll see what I can do.

Na9er says:

Please. And thank you.

I think he lost his mind. NOW he's looking for me?!

Na9er.

Two words baby.

FUCK OFF.

But..

After he told me that he needed to talk to me, there is no way in hell that I can let it go. I WANT to know now.

That dude knows how to push my buttons, and I hated that :(

I went to sleep with nothing but curiosity.. Hey, don't judge me. When you put yourself in my shoes, you'd probably know how it feels.

I woke up at around 8am. Min Allah, chithe ga3adt eb hal 7ezza. I washed up and got dressed and headed out for a morning walk.. It was refreshing.. The morning breeze, the music tantalizing every nerve in my brain.. I loved it..

Around 9am, I turned on my phone to find a message from Na9er, asking me to call him when I see this. His message came at around 8:45-ish in the morning..

I took a deep breath, and called him.. And within a few rings, he picked up..

"Aloo" he said

"Hii.." I whispered

"It's nice to hear your voice.." he told me

"Yours too.." I said

"Shlounich?" he asked me

"El7imdellah, I'm good.. What about you?" I asked

"Good good.." He trailed off

There was an awkward silence before I asked him,

"What was it that you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Maisa, awal shay, abii at2aseflich for everything I said.. I'm sorry, I was a complete jerk.. I didn't mean to do that to you.." he said

"Mmm.." I said

"You didn't deserve that.." he told me

"Na9er, I cried like fuck over you." I told him

"You said you get over someone fast" he reminded me

"I know what I said. And yes I do. But I kept everything bottled up inside until I finally broke down!" I jabbed into him

He was quiet..

I was quiet..

I just breathed into the phone.. It slowly got heavier at the sound of his voice, and how apologetic it sounded.. But I took a deep breathe and calmed myself down before I would allow a tear to come rolling out.

"Well, I called to apologize to you. And I want you to forgive me for everything I've done to you.. I didn't mean it. I just wanted to push you away, but I didn't know how, and I guess I did it the wrong way.. We're grown, and just cutting things off like that seems childish.." he said

"Yup, we're grown.." I repeated

"I mean, also, it's with my friends.. Like for me, when I get involved and I get attached then lose them, I just stop caring about everything, and I just can't afford that now.." he said

"Na9er! You don't just drop everything! You use it as a way to help you cope! To keep yourself busy!" I laughed

"Yeah, well I'm not like that.. I lock myself up.. I stray from my friends, I stop studying, and I just don't care.." he said

"Yeah, well you don't have to worry about that anymore.." I smiled

"I guess.. But I still want us to be friends.. And again, I'm sorry for hurting you.." he said again

"Don't worry about it!" I told him, "I'm sorry hun, but I have to go.." I acted disappointed

"It's okay.." He said, "and thank you for hearing me out.."

"Nooo problemmm!" I said, "Later.."

"Later" he mimicked

Wow.. Funny how everything turns out, eh?

I re-added Na9er to my MSN contact list.. We talked a couple times.. We became friends.. It was.. NORMAL.

But one day..

One day..

What I said would happen, HAPPENED.

Me and Na9er were talking.. And he asked me..

"Do you miss me?"

I was in awe.

Seriously? Did he just ask me that?

"Honestly?" I asked him

"Yes" he replied

"Sometimes.. I do.." I told him, "I don't miss the pain, but I sure miss all the fun times we had.." I added

"K" was his reply

Hurts, yeah? It's good you got a taste of your own medicine..

"Do YOU miss ME?" I asked him {PS: I was being sarcastic :)}

"Yes.." He said

"How much?;p" Kint ga3da asta3bi6, mu min 9ijjy! :O

"Alot.." he admitted..

My heart, STOPPED.

It happened.

I made him miss me.

Even though I brushed that encounter off, we still talk, and he still calls sometimes. Not like best friends, but we ask about each other from time to time.. And honestly, it's nice to know that I didn't lose him.. We were friends before this started.. Well, not for long, but we were friends.. And it was fun..

And I guess the answer to that question of, "Can you be friends with your ex?", is yes. As long as you both can put your differences aside, and be there for each other, and support each other.. Then it's all good..

My story with Na9er hasn't ended.. It's a start of a new friendship. I might never be his girl, and he might never be my man.. But in the end of the day, I know that if I need someone to lean on, he's there for me.. I leaned on him when there was tension with me and my friends, with me and my mother, with my brother, with anyone.. And he was there, he gave me advice that helped me with whatever situation I'm in..

A part of me will always love Na9er as more than a friend, I'll always remember him as my first kiss, I'll always remember the way his eyes look, and how he looks at me sometimes. I'll always remember how he laughs, and how he smiles that devilish smile of his.. Maybe I'll get jealous when I know he's not mine, that's just how us girls are.. But I know, in my heart of hearts, that I'll always be happy for him no matter who he's with, or what he's doing. As long as he's happy, I'll be more than happy..

There will always be that special someone that'll come into your life and affect you in so many way, good or bad, but it'll just show you how life is unpredictable, and how the slightest change, can change the course of nature completely.

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Wow.. The end of another story.. How overwhelming.. But that's another step you guys moved forward with me..

I love you all!

Thank you for all the support you've given me through this whole year! And yes, WOW! It HAS been a year! Oh my Gosh!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Have an amazing summer! Enjoy it wherever you guys are!

And hopefully, when I get back, I'll have something new for you all:*

I love you;

-Q;*

Stupid In Love. Part 17 & 18.

I'll be out of here soon......

And if I get everything out perfectly, the story might end at part 20....

And hopefully, as soon as I get back, I might start another story... Lets see how well inspiration works with me while I'm gone, shall we? ;)

Each and everyone of you mean so much to me! Your support makes me so much stronger! Thank you! No matter how many times I say thank you, it won't be enough!

You don't know me, yet you're like my best friend! Living each moment with me, feeling what I'm feeling! I hope I give out as much emotion as I feel while writing these posts for you:*

So....

Without further ado, here's part 17 of Stupid In Love. :)

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"Yallah, thilfay. Bye" and he hung up.

Na9er said that to me.

Was I dreaming it.

What was going on?!

What did I miss?!

What did I do?!

NA9ER!

WHAAAAAT?!

There, I looked like someone slapped me. So hard, my eyes were bulging out. So hard, my jaw dropped open, so big, I could feel the grass bristles on my chin.

"Uhh.. Uhhh.." I said, looking at Layal

"Shfeech?!" She asked

She ran to me and sat on the ground in front of me. She looked up to my eyes and saw the shock. It was practically like electric volts shooting out.

"SHGAL!?" she yelled

"Gally.. Gally.." I stammered

"SHGAL! TA7ACHAY!" She shook me

"Gally.. Thilfay.." I said and looked her back in her big dark brown eyes

"You're kidding right?" she asked me

"No.." I said in a low voice

"Snap out of this and fight back!" She told me

I got up, took a deep breathe, and walked away..

"Maisa!" She yelled

"Wait, you just wait.." I said

"MAISA! RIDAY 3ALAY!" She screamed louder

I turned around and looked at her.

I pulled out my phone, and punched Jawa's number in, and within seconds she picked up;

"Hala ib 7abeebtii!" she said

"You won't believe what just happened." I said

"Ha? Shfeech? What the fuck happened now?!" She said, "Sar shay 9a7?! Embayin min 9outich! Spill!" She yelled

"Gally athlif" I smiled

"La la, you're kidding 9a7?" she said in shock too

"Nope. I'm being serious. Do I SOUND like I'm kidding?!" I yelled

"And what did you say!?" she asked

"I hung up! Shbagoul ya3nii?!" I said

"MAISA! This isn't you! Min mita etkhaleen a7ed eghali6 3alaich?! You call him back and kick his fucking ass! You get that?!" She told me

"La 7abeebtii, I'm not calling back. I'm texting him. He'll hear my voice and I'll be yelling and he'll just yell back. I know him." I told her

"INZAIN SAWAY SHAY!" She said

"Ya zift! Basawii shay! Akalmich ba3dain, let me handle this." I told her

"You leave him, you fucking leave him. You deserve someone so much better!" I yelled

"Oh I know that, I'm going to make me him want me like fuck. You just wait and see. Ma6la3 bint oboy etha makhalayta yit7asef." I said

"Good! Now that's my girl!" She clapped

"Yeah, okay. Akalmich ba3dain." I said and hung up.

I started to walk back to Layal with so much determination in me.

"Emshay il baranda" I told her

I guess she saw the anger and determination in my eyes that she feared to say a word. She just walked behind me, and followed me like a stray puppy to the baranda.

I sat down, and pulled out my phone.

"I'm going to show you." I said in between my teeth.

I started writing the message to Na9er;

"Thelfay ha? Okay Na9er. This is it, if you can't respect me, then don't call me, and don't message me anymore. I'm not here for you to be disrespectful to me. Ga3adt wela mishayt sar 3indy nafs elshay, bel a5a9 3ugb ma giltly thelfay. So, good luck, and goodbye;)"

and I clicked send.

I waited for it to send completely. When it did, I sat back, raised my legs to rest on the railings of the balcony, and breathed in the fresh salty breeze..

A second later, my phone starts vibrating, I look down.. I think you know who it is..

Na9er :)

I showed it to Layal, then counted to 5..

1..

2..

3..

4..

5..

Deep breathe..

"Aloo." I said annoyed

"Are you serious about your message?" He asked me

"Yes. I'm serious. You called, ma shifta. I call you back tgouly rou7ay thilfay?! Wain ga3deen Na9er! Mani a9ghar 3yalik!" I yelled, I could feel the rage shaking him so hard, "oo ana kila ilee adig! It's like I'M running after you o inta matabii! That's it! Manii daga oo arkith warak oo akhrat'ha tgoulii hal 7achii!" I kept yelling

He was speechless..

Right then, my other phone started ringing and it was my mother.

"I have to go Na9er. When you know what you want, you know where to find me." I stated, and hung up.

My mother was just asking where we were, and asked us to go inside since it was getting kind of chilly.

We walked to my chalet, and collapsed on the sofa..

"Ufff!" Layal said

"Ta3abtay ha?" I smiled

"Eeeh! Wayid!" She laughed

"Mmm.. I want food" I said

"Me too!" She jumped

"Emshay, lets get il kakaw min il ma6ba5" I told her

We walked to the kitchen and got a hold of the food we bought, then went back and watched Charmed on MBC 4.

For 10 minutes, Na9er wasn't present in my mind.. :)

When I checked my phone again, oh wow.. A missed call.. :)

I showed it to Layal and laughed.

"Mu giltlich, he'll come running back?" I told her, then called him

"You called?" I asked

"Tawich tgouleen kila you call and I don't pick up, or I'm too busy to pick up o I only message you! Now who's not picking up!?" He yelled

"It was on silent oo shayla il vibrate! This is once! Inta kil mara!" I retorded

"You know what, don't call me." He said

"You don't want me to call you?!" I asked him almost bursting into laughter

"No, don't call me." he said again

"Okay, I won't call you." I laughed

"Okay. Bye." He said

"BYE." I said and hung up.

Okay. The dude had serious issues. Right?

3nad 3alaih, I turned off the phone :) Oh yes I did. He doesn't want me to call him, I will not fucking call him. I will not lose myself for him - even though I sorta kinda already did - but that's not what we're talking about right now.

I packed up my stuff, and that night, I'm heading home.

I'm gnna be strong.

----------------------------(Part 18)----------------------------

The drive home, was the complete opposite of the drive to chalet.

This drive, it was depressing songs. This time, it was anger that raged inside of me towards Na9er. How could he say something like that to me?! Ana al7een shsawait?! Out of the blue he tells me thelfay?! Inta ethlif!

I came home and made my way to my room, I flung my bag on my bed, and went to the bathroom to have a relaxing shower.. I need my alone time..

Half an hour of sitting under hot water, hugging my knees to my chest, just letting the water wash over me and take over my senses.. My eyes closed, and breathing so calmly..

My thoughts went back to the time when boys were nothing to us.. When boys to us girls were icky, and ugly. When we used to run from them just because we thought they had cooties. And now, almost every teenage girls' life revolves around a boy. And that boy, well, he'll probably just cause her heartbreak, pain, and give her a bunch of sleepless nights of her drowning her pillow with tears.

Why do we girls need boys? We don't need them, we're independent.. We're living in a period of time where women can hold their own! Then why ladies do we need men?! WHY!?

I keep asking myself that..

See, we'll never know the answer, but it's the simple law of attraction.. A man is always attracted to a woman, as a woman shall always be attracted to a man..

For the rest of the week, I've avoided calling him, messaging him, or even talking to him on MSN.

I'm standing my ground you jerk. Like I said, I'll make him regret it.

My girls stood by me, whenever I had this urge to call him, I'd call one of them up. And right then, they'd kill my urge to call him.

A week went by..

Saturday was the day he told me not to call him..

Sunday.. Nothing...

Monday.. Still nothing...

Tuesday.. I'm still waiting...

Wednesday.. I'm still waiting... I'm losing hope....

Thursday... I've lost hope... He's not gonna call me... I know it...

It was October 30th, 2009.

I don't know how I still remember the date. I think it was just that significant part of my life..

Me and 3anoud had a day planned to go shop for Halloween costumes. But unfortunately she couldn't make it. So I called up another friend and drove around the bright streets of Kuwait City trying to get a costume..

Before I headed out..

Something on the table started to shake..

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Two posts in one! I know Part 18 isn't long, but I'll make it up to you all!:*

I love you all so much! I hope you liked it!:*