Beneath Guarded Hearts - 12

Previously...

3bdulla

It will be better this way. I'll get my mind off of her, and she'll have plenty of time to move on and... And find someone who...

Me: "Goodbye Asma..."

Asma: "Haah? Who's there? 3wash are you home?"

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3bdulla

I froze in fear and couldn't make myself move, afraid that more noise might cause her to get up. Oh GOD, I'm screwed! What the hell am I supposed to do?!

Asma

I could have sworn I heard someone murmur my name. But now as my ears searched the still air, I found nothing. I tied my robe around me and got to my feet. Lazm arid el 7jra I can't stay any longer in case he happens to come down.

Suddenly I heard a shift of movement right outside the kitchen.

Shit! Ymkin nzaal! Shit shit shiiiiiiit I'm in my pjs gelna maybe it would fine lo kan satir baroom a3'a6y rasy bel robe. Bas of course no such rotten luck! Ana labsa cut w shorts!! Ugggh shit what do I do??

Me: "Ummmm 7ad hnee?"

No answer.

Me: "Helloooo ??"

Maybe I'm just paranoid, mashay...

3bdulla: "Asma?"

Shit. Is that 3bdulla? Shit shit shit!

Me: "LA TEEEE!!! MB LABSA SHAY!!!"

I freaked out and I started shouting nonsense until he interrupted me.

3bdulla: "Aaaih aaaih calm down ana mb jdam el baab ASMA shut up batgowmeen the whole house!"

The air screamed a very awkward silence for minutes that felt like hours.

I didn't know what to say, what to do. I found myself hiding behind the big marble table in the middle of the kitchen, away from view…

How did I end up here? I must have ran during my panic attack !

I started giggling at myself. I tried to hold it in, I honestly tried ! I even bit my lips to avoid any noise from escaping my mouth. But I couldn't, I just couldn’t.

I burst out laughing right in the middle of the silence!

I was breathing heavily as I struggled to get enough air, and mara w7da I snorted! Omg ya ALLAH sho hal f6'ee7aa !!!! What the hell is wrong with me?! I laughed even more as I tried to calm myself, and tears started watering in my eyes as my stomach knotted itself in pain. Shiit bassch asmaa 3aaaib! 9ot el 7rma 3owraa 3afanalla sho balaya!

Suddenly he spoke after I calmed down a bit.

3bdulla: "Mmkin tgoolenly what's so funny? :p"

I didn't hear any laughter but amusement was overflowing in his tone of voice.

7mar ytma95ar 3alaya!

Ma3iraft sho agool. I suddenly lost my words at the sound of his deep voice.

Asma: "I... Uhh..."

Ugghh what the hell why am I stuttering!

3bdulla: "Hhhh. You're so cute walla. My little smurf .."

Whaaat?!

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My mind went blank.

Little smurf? That’s… That’s actually so cute! Cute… He thought I was cute? :$ I felt myself blush intensely as his words replayed in my head. How can he take over my whole body and soul with just a few words?

I wanted to tell him how I felt, how much I loved him, how... And then I remembered the wounds that I've ignored in the middle of my chest, and resentment escalated inside of me.

I… I won't let him do this. I couldn't let him. Much as I wanted to joke around more, keep the weather light, get to know a little bit about him, it was time to clear the air and face the music. I sighed and my back stiffened. I don't know how I'm gonna sleep after this...

To be continued…