The Tables Have Been Turned (6)

Hey you guys ! 

I feel like it's been such a long time since I've posted anything .. w I just want to thank all of the people who have been commenting ! I love you all ;*

This post is dedicated to my friend Mimil .. I hope you like it :D

Oh, one last thing... This post is from 5aled's perspective (w its NOT in diary form)

w I hope you like it, cause it was so hard writing from a guy's perspective ! xD

+ Sorry for the short post, a longer one next time inshallah

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**  Before the phone conversation:  **

I feel a mixture of emotions. Happiness, anxiety, curiosity. I mean what if her brother doesn't agree! What will I do then?!
laa t3awath min iblees ya 5aled int ma3alaik g9oor, rajaal ou tdrs biljaam3a ma naag9ak shay latfaawil inshallah 5air..

I drive to Doha to meet her brother.. Yes, her brother!
I decided to call her to check up on her… wa7ashniii 9oot’haa!!
I missed everything about her, her laugh, her charming giggles, and the way she acts casually around me when I know she’s nervous inside… if I listed all the things I missed about her the list would be indefinite, never-ending and monotous for everyone except me. No one would understand anything from that list because it’s personal
 it’s mine …
 she’s mine.

Yes, she had been a bit cold and jaamda lately, but it was the stress of her exams. Everything will be perfect once I talk to her brother.

** After the phone call  **

I heard the dial tone, she closed the phone. 

Yeah, what other words has she left to say that she didn’t anyway?!

I couldn’t think. I didn’t know how to react, I didn’t know what to do. I went off the road, and ignored the sudden car beeps from behind. I stopped my car and just sat there, in silence. I had no idea what was going on. A minute ago, I was fine. Everything was perfect and I knew exactly what I wanted out of life, I knew where my life was headed and I knew who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I was on my way to meet her brother for god’s sake!
I couldn’t believe what I heard. Hay hiya Johara ilee ana a3rfha?! Hay hiya Johara ilee 7abait-ha? Laa, this isn’t her! ANA? Tista3milnee ANA for the game she’s playing?! La waaaallaaah hay jdeeda 3alay. It’s not enough that lately she’s been treating me like I’m her servant, now she’s using me as part of her stupid game to heal her heart.
la la laa, this has never ever happened to me. I have never been so embarrassed, so shocked, so humiliated! Ana a9lan min the moment she starting treating me like shit I should have left her, like any other guy in my place would have. Bas I couldn’t, I liked her too much. I loved her. Kanat for me, the perfect girl, funny, smart, cute, and most importantly, she knew her limits.
Wait. Did I just say loved? Kanat? No, I love her. W she IS the perfect girl for me. I guess the fact that I said ‘I love you’ freaked her out. I mean, what was I expecting? ‘I love you too?!’ of course not, I knew she wasn’t going to reply. And even when she did, I knew she was shocked. I heard her hesitate. And what was I doing anyway? I know what happened the last time a guy told her I love you… I should have thought about this more. By saying I love you I think I ruined the best relationship I have ever had… My phone vibrated signaling that I received a text.

"Babe, wallah I’m so sorry… Bas you know what happened with 7amad before..."