Chapter 1

I sighed kicking my feet up and throwing my head back, millions of thoughts crowding my mind, feeling the wind in my hair and the hot ray of sun on my skin. 

Laying on one of the chairs beside the pool is defiantly one of my favorite things to do.

“What is love?” I said.

“It is when you like a person so much” my sister said with a smile on her face.

“What would you do for you’re the one you love?” I asked.

“A lot of things” She said.

“Would you take a bullet for him?” I asked yet again.

“I’m not sure,” she said with her eyebrows furrowed as if she's thinking it through.

To me, it’s whole different thing, to me love isn’t just a feeling, its when your whole world revolves around that special person, when you can't think of another thing but him, when your feel so right around him, when you overlook his flaws, when you see him you would see perfection, I would do anything for the one I love; I would swim across the ocean, climb the highest mountain, throw myself in front of a train for him, and most defiantly take a bullet for him.

“What’s with the questions, though?” she asked with a smirk.

“Just thinking out loud,” I answered.

“You know you can tell me anything right?” she said turning to me with a serious face.

Not so sure about that…

“I know,” I said with a small smile.

“Well, is there anything I should know?”

There are a lot of things you should know

“No, not really” I said.

“Is there is anything I should know,” I said teasing her.

“Actually yes” she sighed.

“What is it?” I said turning to face her so now we were face to face.

“You remember Fahad?” she said.

How can I forget him?

“Of course, you know we just saw him yesterday, or did you forget already” I said rolling my eyes.

“I-“ she said quietly looking around to make sure no one is around.

“Just spit it out” I said my heart beating faster than usual...She can’t know, can she?

“Well, I really, really like him” she said.

And for a moment there I felt like the whole world stopped.

She shouldn’t.

She doesn’t.

She can't.

“Deema?” she said waving her hand in front of my face

“Go on” I quietly mumbled

“Yesterday, I told him that, I just couldn’t stand not telling him, girls were like throwing themselves at him and I really needed to get that off of my chest, and well- he said that he really, really likes me too” she said blushing

My heart dropped, it felt like everything was falling apart.

I closed my eyes, this cannot be happening.


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