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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-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?:(

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;*

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;*

Hello x

Good morning my loves x

This isn't a story post, but actually it's a little consultation to you.
I've been looking at the Wordpress blogs and I really like them, but I've been wondering, should I switch to Wordpress or stay on Blogspot.

Blogspot will ALWAYS be my start, the reason you all know and read my stories, it's like my first agent, but maybe it's time for a change..

So, I was wondering, if I switch to Wordpress, would you still read? Or should I stay here?

I have another idea, but I'm not sure about it yet though;p Which is to post in both, on Blogspot, and on Wordpress. There won't be any change in the stories, they'll be exactly the same, but they sure will look different.

The ones on Wordpress might have pictures and those things while the ones on Blogspot might not.

So you decide what you would like, whatever fits your needs and desires best, is perfect with me. :)

Have a good day my angels! And don't forget, you can find me on here, on my email (queenofmyhood@hotmail.com), or on Twitter.

I hope you're all doing well;

Allah e7afithkum x

I love you all xx

-Q

Stupid In Love. Part 14.

Hii there my loves x
I just want to take this time and thank each and every one of you for your ongoing support. You all have made me so much stronger, and have given me the freedom of speech I didn’t find anywhere else. You have supported me from the very beginning, and I thank you for that. You don’t know how much each and every one of you means to me.
I’m here for you all whenever I’m needed, just like you’ve been there for me from the start, that’s the only way I can pay you all back, actually, that’s not enough, but I don’t know what else I can do to pay you back. But I just hope that you can come to me when you need help with something, when you need a piece of advice, when you need a shoulder to cry on, I’ll be here. I’ll have my hand out for you, I’ll be your big sister if you need me, I’ll be your best friend if that’s what you need. I’ll be exactly what you need.
Again, thank you for the ongoing support.
I love each and every one of you.
Xx

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Now you’ve all known what happened in the first two meetings with Na9er, you’ve seen how I cried, you’ve seen how I smiled, how I giggled, and you’ve felt every thing inside of me. You’ve been me in my last posts. Now you’ll be me again.. It’s time for you to jump into my shoes another time..
Remember when Na9er told me I was lying, when I didn’t tell him I “talk” to guys and all of that? Yeah, he brought it up again, we got into some fight and he wouldn’t talk to me.
I remember calling up a friend and crying so hard, I cried like there was no tomorrow.
This friend is not one I mentioned before, she’s not even Kuwaiti, she’s Emarati, so lets just call her Flana.
“Flanaaa! I can’t do this! I can’t live like this! He knows I want him, he knows I love him! Then why all this torture?! Why does he want to keep hurting me?!” I cried into the phone
“Mimi 7ayatii, rou7ii, heday heday, eta9lee 3alaih o0 ramseeh, estafsiree emna, 3urfii why’s he acting this way?!” she consoled me
“Flana, he doesn’t want to get hurt! He’s scared I’ll hurt him!” I yelled
I remember I was sitting in a corner in my room crying, yelling into the phone when my breathing was shallow like someone was suffocating me, I was trembling so much I couldn’t hold the phone correctly.
“Sawee ilee giltlich etsaweena! I’m gonna hang up oo intee ra7 tita9lain 3alaih witramseena, tell him you want to see him, you need to talk, insist on it. Don’t step down, keep telling him you need to see him elain yiwafi8!” She instructed me
“*sniff sniff* okay, inshallah” I told her
“Yallah, wipe those tears and call him, you’re strong, I know you. Yallah 7abeebtii, nirmis ba3dain” is what she told me as I sensed a smile creep on her face
“Inshallah, and flana, thank you..” I said
“Don’t thank me, I’m your big sister” she kissed me through the phone
I hung up and got up to wash my face, it was time to calm down and get my strength back.
I was never the one to let the guy control me, I would control him, he would go crazy in attempting to control me, but soon enough, he’d leave, broken, and I’d be standing tall.
I knew calling him wouldn’t work because he’s giving me the silent treatment, so I sent him a text message.
“Hii, I need to see you.”
“No.” is what he replied
I got mad then, I got pissed, it was like fire was coming out of my ears.
“Shno no?!” I replied
“No, you don’t need to see me.”
“How the f*ck do you know?! I NEED to see you!” I told him
“I don’t want to see you.”
“Well I want to see you.” I retorted
“Say it over the phone.” He said
“No, it won’t work on the phone, I need to see you. Tomorrow.” I demanded
“I’m sick, I can’t tomorrow.” He told me
“Okay, when you’re feeling better then.”
“Okay” he told me
YES! I won! Woah! That felt good! And when I see good, like REALLY good! The smile was plastered on my face, I felt strong, once again, I’ve done it. :)
That was Monday..
Wednesday..
“Hii, are you feeling better?” I asked
“Hey, yeah I am:)” he told me
“El7imdella..” I replied
“Eeh, el7imdella:)”
2 minutes later..
“So when do you want to see me?” He asked
“Tomorrow?” I told him
“Sure, when and where?” He asked me
“I’ll tell you tomorrow” I told him
“Okay, but before school ends please”
“5ala9, wela ehimik” I comforted him

Thursday..
It was October 21st, 2009.
My day was fully planned..
School, send Na9er the location, meet him, then chalet. That was how it was going to be.
I woke up in the morning making sure my hair looked good, I made sure to take my Victoria’s Secret lip gloss with me to school, and my most complementing sweats. So after I picked my sweats, I pulled out a plain white v-neck shirt that I got from H&M. I folded them and rammed them into my bag hurriedly.
“Shit! Mascara!” I whispered in a loud voice.
I opened my drawer and pulled out my mascara, blush and eye lash curler. Yeah yeah, I know, why all that for a guy? Because if anything bad happened, I wanted to walk away looking like a goddess. Sure, not in sweats and all, but at least, I’d want him to know that he lost something. Something valuable!
I took my bag and ran down the stairs; picked up my coffee and off to school I went.
It was around 1:30 when I sent Na9er the location and time.
“Hii, so are we on for today?” I asked him
“Yup, wein?” he asked
“Um, my gym?” I asked
“Sure, ay gym?” He asked me
“Flex Family. Bneid il Gar, back parking” I told him
“Akhaf a7ed yishoufna” He said
“No don’t worry, maku a7ed, it’s abandoned, well other for lihnoud ilee feeha;p” I sent him
“Loool ok:p What time?”
“At around 3?” I asked
“Will be there:)”
“See ya” was the last thing I sent him
I started talking to 3anoud about it, and she insisted on helping me get ready since we had the last period together and I needed to get ready and knock the boy off his feet!
Bell rang, and me and 3anoud RAAAAAN to the bathroom, dodging every human being we ran into.
I locked myself in a bathroom stall and started to undress
“Maisa! Yallah!” She laughed
“Okay okay! I’m coming!” I giggled
I got out and ran to where 3anoud was;
“Eyelash curler!” I yelled as she handed it to me
You know when you look at those movies and they say something and they quickly hand over that very thing they asked for? It was like that; and before long I was done.
I ran down and when I almost got to my car.. I realized..






I forgot my school back upstairs.. In the THIRD floor bathroom.
How smart Maisa! Guess what I did? I ran to my car, threw in my bad with all my clothes, then ran back up to get my school bag.. By the time I got down stairs, I was out of breath, with beads of sweat forming at the back of my neck and the side of my face. MU WAGTAAA!! I turned on the air conditioning and got it to the highest temperature it could go to.
“Wainich?” He sent me a message
I looked at my phone; it was already past 3. SHITT!! Na9er is VERY accurate with time. When he says he’ll be there at a certain time, he’ll be there.
“Sorry! Kanii I’m 5 minutes away, i5tii ta2a5erat!:/” I lied; it was a white lie. Don’t murder me!:/
“Okay, I’m there”
2 minutes later, my driver dropped me off with my sister, and he left, I remember standing there, I looked around and didn’t see him at all.. I called him..
One ring..
Two rings..
“I see you” was the hello I got
“Yuma wainik?” I asked, “I don’t see you..”
“Come across the street, ana ayeech..” he said
“Okay, ana 3ind the silver corolla” I told him
“Okay”
and we hung up
I walked up to the silver corolla, and I saw him walk up to me..
The way he looked had me in a daze..
He coyly looked around, but not in the way that irritated me, the one that made me want to jump on him,
“Hii” he said
“Hii” I replied as I wrapped my arms around me, YES, I wrapped my arms around MYSELF. That wasn’t a typo, I did do that, I guess it’s what you do when you stand up in defense of yourself? I don’t know, all I know is that I did that.
“So..” He said as he looked at me, note that he didn’t look me in the eye
“6ali3nii” I told him
“Ga3id a6al3ich” he said
“No! Look me in the eye!” I demanded
“Magdar..” He said
“Why?!” I laughed
“Madrii..” He said as he lowered his head
I giggled when he lowered his head and said, “okay”
“So what do you want to talk about?” he asked me
“Na9er, tikfa goulii, ana ga9art ib 7agik?! Did I lie to you?! Did you tell me to do something that I didn’t?! You wanted all the guys on my msn to be deleted, sawait ilee tabeeh, facebook, you saw it, kilihum ma3ay in school or are my cousins! You and A7med are the only ones that aren’t from school or related to me! Tell me! Ana ga9art ib 7agik?!” I yelled
“La2..” He said
“3ayal tell me! Tell me why you’ve been hurting me so much! For F*cks sake! Look at me now! I’m shaking just standing right in front of you! You have that much of a hold on me!” I kept yelling
He was quiet, imnazil rasa..
Suddenly, my phone rings.
SHIT! Wagta?! I look.. My mother..
“Digeega, omii” I said and he motioned for me to take it
I picked up,
“Aloo?” I said
“Hala mama”
“Ana bil gym”
“I thought I did! Imbella, I told you!” I said
“Oh, yimken nisait? I’ll be done soon inshallah”
“I stopped running 3ashan I pick up when you called” I told her
“Inshallah, 5ala9 3ayal bes arid a5ali9 shughlii” I told my mom and hung up.
“Shfeeha?” he asked
“La nothing, she just asked me why I didn’t tell her I’m coming to the gym, bes I did..” I told him
“Oh..” He said
We were quiet for about 5 minutes, so I turned around and leaned on the car, I slowly settled my phones on the car and just looked at my hands.
“Maisa?” He said
“Hmm?” I asked as I turned around slightly
“Do you wanna be with me?” He asked me
“You know the answer to that..” I smiled
“No, I want to hear it from you”
“Na9er, I’ve said it a million times, oo inta adra bil jawab..” I said again
“La2, abii asma3’ha minich..” He smiled
“Yes.. I do..” I said
And that smile that makes me melt in my place formed, that smile that makes my knees buckle and my bones turn to mush, that was the smile I saw.. :)

I started giggling and I turned around and leaned against the car one more time.. He came closer and leaned on the car next to me, I turned around and looked up at him and smiled, he smiled down at me.. I was quiet for maybe a minute or so when I felt something make it’s way around my arm..
Na9er slid his hand under my arm and slowly intertwined our fingers as we leaned against the car, that intertwinement made the butterflies in my stomach stir, I felt like they were going to come up out of my stomach and out of my mouth. He squeezed my hand and I rubbed my thumb on the side of his palm and thumb when he squeezed my hand.
I looked up and a shy smile formed
“If you want me to kiss you, come closer” he teased
“You think I want you to kiss me?!” I laughed, “nope I don’t” I smiled
“I know you do” he smiled at me
I threw my head back and laughed
“Come with me” he pulled me
“Wain ray7een?”I said and I stiffened my legs
“My car” he said
“No, manii ray7a to your car” I stated
“ta3alay! I’m not going to do anything!”
“Mabiiiii!” I said
“Ta3alay!” He insisted
He came closer and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me,
“Nooo!” I said
“Wallah manii emsawii shay!” he said as he took a hold on my jacket
“Ahh! Zain zain!” I said as I walked at his pace, “you don’t have to pull me you know!” I said
“Ba5ith jakaitich” he told me
“Heeeey! La2! That’s my favorite jacket! I’ll give you something ba3dain” I said as I yanked my jacket out of his hand
“Ya3nii shino?! You’ll give me an earring?! Wila what?!” He joked
“La I’ll give you a hoodie” I laughed
“Haha not my size!”
“I have oversized hoodies you know!” I retorted
“Okay okay” he said
by then we were leaning against his car, an Escalade.
I was leaning against him, I would look up and I’d see his face.. In height, I’d be up to Na9er’s nose.. Perfect height..
He lifted my chin with his index finger..
The next thing I knew…




His lips were on mine..



And slowly after that, I felt his tongue pierce my lips and make way into my mouth..

I was in too much shock to move a muscle..
That kiss ended up turning into a make out session..
He kept trying to part my legs with his knees, and I would push his knees away.
He moved to the side of his car and opened the door to the backseat, he tried to make me get in but I didn’t. I wouldn’t dare get into his car, I mean I know Na9er, I know what he’s capable of, but he wouldn’t hurt me, but even though, I won’t get into his car just incase someone was looking..
The kissing went on, of course he was doing all the work since I was inexperienced! That’s when I felt something..

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I hope you liked it! I made it long! Just to show you how much you all mean to me! xx
Goodnight my loves, and have a splendid weekend! :)
Please comment, and give me feedback:)
I love you xx

-Q

Stupid In Love. Part 12.

Stupid In Love part 12 :)

This is dedicated to the one person that has been with me through hell. Sometimes I wonder where I would be without her standing by my side through the hectic times of my life. And in this point of my life, she’s the only one I can trust with everything in me. Thank you baby girl:*

Here goes;)

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So, now you all know the first time I saw him. It was a couple days before that, or a week before that first meeting, that I slowly started getting feelings for Na9er.

I wasn’t allowed to fall for him. Okay, saying I wasn’t allowed is kind of harsh. I didn’t want to, well because he was my best friends’ ex. It’s not in the right place to do that. Put yourself in my place, or in her place for that matter. He was her boyfriend, she tells you some stuff he used to tell her or do to her, you start to either hate him, or like him. When he’s your man, and then he becomes someone else’s, you’ll start getting jealous about it all, he used to say something to you, now he says it someone else, he used to hold you and kiss you, now he does it to someone else. If he was yours, how would it feel? I know I would go crazy! I know that for a fact!

Also this was all planned out, it wasn’t meant for me to fall for him. I’ll probably be describing myself as a “call girl” in this next paragraph. Has anyone of you watched the series “The Secret Diary of a Call Girl”? Well she’s a call girl who’s writing a book about her life, and she has to go about her normal life doing what she does best and write it in a book, but when her editor tells her there should be another book, she has to start experimenting more. She’s not meant to fall for any of her clients. Her best friend fell for a client and is going to marry him, she was against it at first, but I guess it’s always the same, as long as she’s happy, you’ll be happy, right? Lets just say, Na9er was kind of a project of mine. Not a client. Like an experiment, I wanted to decode his thought and stuff, I ended up being like her best friend, falling for her client, but I fell for my experiment. Yes, I just described myself as a call girl. Way to go Q! :p

Okay, back to the second time I saw him, Jawa, 3anoud, and Me we’re going to  “My Sister’s Keeper”, and he asked if he could see me.. I looked at them and told them what he said, Jawa’s reaction was the complete opposite of what I thought she’d say:/

“EEH EEH!! LET HIM COME!!!!!!” She yelled

“Um, okay.” I said and looked at 3anoud

“I don’t know. It’s up to the both of you” 3anoud said

“5ALEEH IYEE! GOLEELAH EEH!” Jawa said again

“Zain zain!” I told her

I texted Na9er and told him we’re on.  I guess he was excited, because his texts then consisted of kisses o kalam 7ilu;p

In the car, Jawa pulled out her red lipstick and started applying it. Then, I didn’t know what it all meant, why she’s doing that, but I guess now, I know very well, and I should’ve known better then.. I asked her for her red lipstick and applied it too, I already had some thin eyeliner on, and the red lipstick went well with the contrast of my clothes.

I was wearing straight leg jeans, a blue polo shirt, and silver flats. I had my hair down and parted to the side.

Na9er wanted me to get him and 5alid two tickets so he could sit next to me in the movie, but Jawa told me not to since madrii shno 9ar wiyaha o some other dude.. Any way, I told him we were running late and couldn’t get him tickets. It wasn’t a lie! It was the honest truth! He told me that it was okay, and when he’d get there I can meet him outside the movie theater. I was okay with that, its Sharg, ya3nii who’s going to be there? Emna8ibat and hailag? I didn’t give a rats ass.

He sent me a text message telling me he’s outside, I informed Jawa and 3anoud, and I asked them if they wanted to come along with me, but they were so into the movie, they didn’t want to move.. I picked up my purplish blue Juicy jacket, took Jawa’s red lipstick, and headed to the bathroom. I admired myself in the mirror, thinking that I looked acceptable, something someone would want to stop and look at. I don’t mean that as being self centered, but as like maybe a boost of confidence before I head off. See I’m not really flattered with my body, my face, yes okay, my hair, absolutely, some of my features yes; but my body, no.. Like I described to you earlier how my body was, well yeah, I guess you understand.. Look, I have what I have been told “an amazing ass”, sure, sometimes it’s a compliment and a gift, but at other times it’s a curse! Remember this part, I’ll come back to it soon. Okay, I just went off track. So back to what I was doing; I gave myself one final look, swiped my index finger on my lips and headed to the door.

“Hii, I’m just going here for a second” I told the Indian clerk

“Okay” he said and handed me a pass

I saw him.. there he was.. poised, sitting on the railing, talking to someone on his right..  He was wearing a navy blue shirt with white shorts; 5alid was wearing a white shirt, with a  white zipped up jacket, and a pair of dark washed jeans. I walked towards him and everything around me was quiet in my head all I could think was be nice, be charming, be good, 5alid is his hommie, so we have to impress him, you know what I mean? Like girls, you’d let your man meet your best friend, then you two would talk at what she thinks about him, is he lying or not, all those stuff; maybe guys do the same thing? I don’t know.. but if I have any male readers, please shed some light on us about that part!:)

“Hii” I said with a smile on my face

“Halaw” Na9er replied

“Hiiiiii!” 5alid said

“Hahah, hii there” I replied giggling

“Maisa, 5alid, 5alid, Maisa” Na9er said

“So akheeran I meet you?” I laugh

“Akheeran!” 5alid said and Na9er laughed

My God. That laugh.. You know when you have this vague memory of something and it rings in your head, but you just can’t out your finger on it, it’s fading away, you want it to stay, but you just can’t stop it? In my head right now, that’s how it is with his laugh.. I can hear it ringing in my head, yet I can’t put my finger on it to describe it to you.. All I can remember is that it used to be sooooo bubbly, and genuine! He wouldn’t laugh 3ala shay sakheef, but 3ala shay that was really funny, something worth laughing at..

“Ha Na9er, happy? 5alid is finally here! Maku missing him anymore haaa!?” I teased Na9er

“Hahaha! Shoufay shoufay! 9ar tan!” Na9er said and lifted 5alids’ sleeve to show me, “warha 5aloud” he told 5alid

“Akeed ba9eer tan, min 6 il 9ub7, lain 2 il thuher bil shams, ya3nii shbi9eer feeni?!” 5alid teased

We laughed for a bit, when all went quiet, I looked at Na9er, looked him straight in the eye.. He looked at me, then turned his face. When he turned it back at me again, he looked at me, smiled; he smiled his perfect pearly white smile, and winked. Akh that wink, those eyes, big almond shaped brown eyes rimmed with heavy dark lashes. I smiled, and wrestled my thoughts about whether I should or should not wink back at him, and in the end, winking won. To this day, I think I messed up the wink:p and when I remember that part, I tend to cover my face with my hands and laugh in hysteria at how stupid I might’ve looked.

“Okay.. So I guess I better go, ba3dain they start looking for me oo esawounlii mana7a inee ta2a5art” I rolled my eyes

“Hahaha, okay” Na9er told me

“Bye you two” I smiled

“Byyyyyyyeeee!” 5alid said

“Bye, deeray balich” Na9er told me

I turned around and walked away, a smile so big on my face, someone would know from a mile away Cupid was hanging around and struck me with his biggest love arrow, and now, I was love struck.

I returned the pass to the Indian clerk and walked in, I didn’t bother looking around, I walked in and out without as much as a single glance to who’s around. I strutted to my seat, and sat down, a smile so big the moon couldn’t shine brighter than my smile.

I looked ahead, and watched my movie, every few seconds looking down at my lap wondering if I got any text messages from him, something that would make this smile even bigger. When I gave up, and watched my movie, my phone vibrated..

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I hope you liked it! :) I know it’s been a while, and I’m sorry for that, but inshallah I’ll post more and faster than this time:)

Comment! Feedback is much appreciated!:)

Good morning Kuwait:) and I hope you have splendid Thursday! Enjoy your weekend, and love like there’s no tomorrow.

Love always;

-Q;*

Stupid In Love. Part 9.

Hii my loves!

I'm sorry, I know I promised a Valentines post but I got swamped. I hate it. I hate how stuff pull me away for you. :(

Any way, I will continue:)

Maybe a short post though..

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See, with Na9er everything was good, we talked like friends, it was cool, it was fun, it was harmless.. But little by little, I started to fall for him.. I know, Maisa, focus. This was supposed to be an experiment. Nothing more. No lovey dovey. NOTHING. Just an experiment, to see if he would do the same things he did to Jawa to me..

"Maisa, can I ask you something?" he asked me over the phone

"Sure, ask away" I told him

"t7acheen guys?" he asked

"La2, bes you oo your cousin.." I told him

"chathaba" he told me

"wallah!" I told him

"ma a9adgich bes okay" he said

"Mimi, do you like me?" He asked me

"Shno? La2 shaku" I said, I was terrified, every inch of my body was tingly and going numb

"3ayal laish il kalam il 7ilo o the flirting o all that?" He asked in a mischievous way

"I do that a lot, without wanting to do that" I told him

"Ahaa" he said

Then it was quiet for a minute or so, I heard the music in his car, I heard his breath, I heard everything.. Now, when I remember that moment, I feel like crying, then I didn't know everything would change like this, I wish it didn't.. I really wish that..

"By the way, when I start liking a girl, I start to slowly back away.." he told me

"Uhmm, okayy.." I told him

"Mimi, ana 3ind my cousin now, I'll message you" he told me

"5ala9 okay 3ala ra7tik" I told him

I got off my sofa, and 5 minutes later I got a text message..

"Please, don't call me anymore.. I'm sorry, take care;**"

I looked at the message in awe. What the hell? We were just laughing and talking like nothing was wrong!

I got on ebuddy from my phone.

A7MED.

He's online.

"Halaw, Na9er 3indik?" I asked

"Hala o0 ghala! Ee 3indii, laish?" he asked

"Shsalfita?! Tawa 3adii isoulif o0 the next minute this?! Tell him! Tell him that yes I did like him! I had this wee bit of feelings for him but not anymore!" I punched

Ouch. I felt the strings of my heart being cut off by a key. You know how hard it is to cut strings with a key? How long it takes, and how hard you have to pull at it, that's what happened..

A couple minutes after that, my phone started to vibrate, I looked at the caller ID and it was Na9er..

"Aloo?" I said

"Aloo" he said

"Haa, shfeek?" I asked

"Intay ilee shfeech" he told me

"Mafeenii shay, inta ilee feek shay" I said

"I told you, I walk away before I fall too deep.." he trailed off, "I don't want to get hurt.." 

"Al7een who got hurt?! Me or you?! ME! I didn't hurt you! You hurt me!" I yelled

"I know, but how do I know you won't hurt me?" he asked me

"Because I'm not one to hurt someone!" I yelled

"Okay.." he said

I think I struck a nerve, because we were okay after that.. 

Two days after that..

Remember that ex I told you about? The not kuwaiti one? Yeah, he popped up again:) Perfect isn't it?! He kept begging me to take him back, he scares me sometimes.. I know, what's he gonna do?! But I don't know, he gives me the creeps..

I told Na9er.. I know, stupid, but I did.. I needed reassurance that nothing will happen, but it caused more trouble than good..

"Shbisawii ya3nii?!" He texted

"Madrii! I'm scared of him! He creeps me out!" I said

"He can't do a thing, malich shi8el.." he said

"Okay.." was all I could muster

I was bored, my mom was out, so I decided to put on some make up and take pictures, shi8el banat 3adii;p

I went to her room, and started messing around with her make up; I liked how I looked, ALOT. I started taking pictures, and this particular one I loved.. I went on MSN and I used it as my dp.. 

The dude, esta5af. I am not kidding you. At first we were talking 3adii, then, AFTER using that picture as my dp, he went ballistic:/

He started being a jerk.

He was jealous. 

At that time, I didn't get it.. I really didn't.. Later on only did I found out that he was mad for me.. Well at that time..

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There you go, sorry for the delay;* 

-Q

Stupid In Love. Part 8.

Part 8! Enjoy;)

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The next 15 minutes were all about that crab, basically running around after him/her, trying to get a picture of Mr. Long eyes:p but little did we know.. The real hysterics is yet to come later that night..

We headed back to my shalaih, panting from running, and laughing at how each of us looked. We went up the steps and quickly ran to my room as the shalaih was ice cold.

“Heater! Heater!” I screamed as I ran into my room

I clicked the button on my air conditioning unit and changed it to heater.

“Okay, aku three bathrooms, I'll use my parent's, and one of you can use mine, withanya can use the guest bedroom. Who wants here, o0 who wants there?” I asked them

“Mu muhim! Lets shower bes!” Jawa said

“Okay, nagaw!” I said

“Lets shower in your bathroom taking turns..” Jawa said

“Okay, 3ala ra7atkum, mno first?” I asked, “ana a6awil..” I said sticking my tongue out

“Me too!” Jawa said and raised her hands in defeat.

“I'll go first ya3nii?” Basma said

“Kaifich..” We said

More contemplating and talking about who goes first, and we ended up all cramming ourselves into my shower – we were fully clothed with our bathing suits – taking turns on who uses the shower head first.

“Waaaaaaaaai3! Sha3rii kila ramil!” I screamed

Jawa laughed at my expression of disgust.

“Ee, ni6ray! Al7een bikoun ib sha3rich ba3ed!!!!” I yelled

“Waaaaai3! Ka feeeeee!!!” Jawa yelled

“Allah ma yirtha ya bgaraaa!” I retorted

Basma was the first to finish, she left the bathroom with a towel rapped around her bathing suit fitted body, and walked into my bed room to change.

Me and Jawa on the other hand, well we spent maybe up to another 20 to 30 minutes in the shower, washing out the tiny little grains of sand in our heads.

“3a6eenii il body soap please..” Jawa said

“Here, o0 smell it, it smells amazing! I got it yesterday lemn ri7t Il Kout wiya mama..” I said

“Allaaaaah! It smells amazing!” She yelled

“I know 9a7?!” I said

“Yeaaaah!” She squeezed the purple creamy shower gel onto her palms and started spreading it on her body, in between her bathing suit and body, and on her bare body parts.

“Hand it over please..” I said

“Here” Jawa said handing it over

I squeezed some onto my palm and she went,

“Mayouuuuus! Waiiii3!”

“Shfeech?!” I said confused

“Aku sand in there..” She said looking at me, wanting me to understand without saying the word

“In where?” I said again

“In makutiiiiiii!!!” She said and laughed

“KAAAAAK!!! Umbay, inshallah ana maku!” I said

a minute later, I started laughing

“Hem anaaaaa!” I laughed

Me and Jawa started laughing in unison as we each tried to clean it out. Apparently, il ga3da ib wis6 il ba7ar, o0 playing with the sand did that. Those little sand grains snuck in our shorts and bikinis and rested in the only place they could find. Our butts. :)

We made sure we were clean of sand infesting body parts and left the bathroom laughing. I pulled out my pink Calvin Klein panties, and white La Sanza bra.

“Digeega, barou7 albis my undies bil 7amam o0 arid” I said smiling

“Okay” Smiled jawa

I went into the bathroom, and wore my underwear, I rolled on some deodorant, sprayed on some perfume, flipped my hair and gave it a shake, and went out.

“Okay, I don't care if you guys see me in my underwear, so deal with it.” I smiled

“Haw, Mayso 3adii, we go through everything together, ana 3adii!” Jawa said

“Me too, I don't care” laughed Basma

I got out my yellow Juicy Couture sweats, and white Polo t-shirt, and got dressed.

“Maisa, do you have extra sweats? All my clothes ilee I got are kesh5a.. Kila nas 3indina, fa I didn't get anything casual..” Said Basma

“Me and Jawa are the same size, gadich?” I asked

“Ooooh, no” she said, “5ala9, 3adii..”

“Are you sure? You can try it on..” I told her

“La 5ala9, 3adii..” Basma said

“Okay, 3ala ra7tich honey..” I told her

We each got dressed and went out, passing by the kitchen for some juice before heading out. I grabbed some banana milk, while Jawa got some mango juice. Basma on the other hand, got just water.

“Na9errrrrrrrr!!” I yelled. Ironically, my little brothers' name is Na9er. Nice isn't it? Yeah yeah, it's a common name. Whatever.

Il muhim, I called him and asked him for the Rhino key.

“Ma3a Jassim” He told me

“Il mifta7 wiya Jassoum?” I asked

“Ee, digay 3alaih, ohwa bara bil mal3ab wiya il shabab china..” He said

“Ee, okay.” I told him

We started walking towards the mal3ab, and ma wa3aina ila inshouf shabab yil3iboun kura, o0 buggiat all around. I looked at Jawa and she wiggled her eyebrows.

“Siktay!” I stuck my tongue out, “These are probably my brothers' friends” I told her

“Akhhhh, 7asafa” she pouted.

“Jassimmmmm!” I yelled

Jassim, wild 3amii, o0 he's a little boy, so no worries here. :)

“Haaa?!” I heard him yell back

“Ta3al please” I said

and he came jogging towards me

“Haaa, shfeech?” he asked

“Abii mifta7 il Rhino please..” I said

“Ni6ray” he told me, “Zayouuuud! Yeeb mifta7 il rhino!” He called out to Zaid ithaher, o0 Zaid kuber Na9er o5oy, his sister is one of my good friends.

“Hach!” he handed me the key and ran off.

“Okaaaaay, thank you” I said sarcastically.

“YEEEAAAH!!!” I said and ran to the drivers side of the Rhino, Jawa to the passenger, and obviously, Basma jumped in the back.

We drove like maniacs for a bit, then Na9er texted me..

“Hii(: Can I call you?” it read.

“Heyy! Sure I guess, but I'm with Jawa..” I replied

“3adii, ba3day 3anha shway;)” he replied

“Mmm, okay;p” I replied

“He wants to call.. galii aba3id 3anich, bes I'll be right next to you” I winked to Jawa.

“Good!” Jawa winked back

“Yalla, call..” I texted him 3 minutes later.

We talked and talked.. We just laughed, and talked about random stuff, honestly now, I don't remember what we talked about, but I remember this significant part that made Jawa want to strangle him.

“Jawa tadrii inich t7acheenii?” he asked

“Nope, bes I'm planning on telling her tonight..” I told him

“La2, don't tell her!” He said

Haw, shfeeh mayabeenii agoulaha? I asked myself..

“Why not? She's my best friend, o0 I tell her everything..” I told him

“Ee, she didn't tell you about us..” He said, but little did he know that she did..

“Okay, she didn't, bes I can't keep this from her, maybe she doesn't want us to talk?” I told him

“Don't tell her.. I know she's going to be pissed, a3arif Jawa 3adil” he said

In my head I said, “7abeebii, mat3arif shay, lounik t3arif chan you would know this was all planned out..”

“Mmmkayyy..” Was all I said.

“Mayouuus! Sakray il phone o0 ta3alay!” Jawa yelled

“Na9er, I'm sorry, I gotta go, Jawa's calling me, she's on her way over here..” I told him

“Oh, okay, deeray balich 3ala nafsich” he told me

“Will do! You too!” I told him and hung up.

I ran to Jawa and told her what he said

“7maaaaaaaar!!!! He know's me?! Fuck himmmm!! He doesn't know me at all! Tell him you told me! Tell him I knew all along!!” She yelled, “Wallah la adig 3alaih al7een wagoul inee a3arif kil shayyy!!” She was pissed..

“Jawooo! La2!! The whole plan will just turn into one big problem!!!” I told her, “5aleeh! I'll say I told you LATER! NOT now!” I told her

“Okay okay..” She calmed down

We walked back and forth at the length of the shalaih before we decided to get my dog and take him for a walk

“Hii 7abeebiii!” I called out to him and his tail started wagging

“Woiii! Eshawig!” Jawa said

“Hahaha, he's big 9a7?” I laughed

“Uff!” Jawa said

“Yala 7ayatii, ta3al” I told him as I unhooked his leash from the nail in the ground.

I started walking him, and the shifts started.. Me, Jawa, then Basma, then I take him back for the night.

Right now, in this very moment, sitting here and writing this.. I wonder, why did I even want to talk to Na9er then? And now, I realize, it was the attention I was getting from him then, I was something not known to him, something he probably wanted.. Kil mamnou3 mar3'oub;) So I was something mamnou3 to him, something he couldn't get.. And so, he was giving all the attention I wanted, and that pulled me in.. Unfortunately, we can never turn back time and stop what we did before, we can only learn and grow from it..

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There you go.. ;)

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-Q