Beneath Guarded Hearts - 3

Previuosly…

3bdulla

Guilt rushed over me when I realized where I was just about to go before she had arrived.

My bb was blinking red and I opened my phone to check the text message I had received:

Halla 7abeeby waink? Ana jreeb w baw9al mcc, Atrayak fe Starbucks! Yalla t3al gabl ma 7ad ya5thny 3ank ;) Luvv you babe see you soon!

Xoxo 3washy (K)

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Asma

I had to force myself to hold his gaze as my heart thudded a little too hard against my chest. I could hear a strong pulse behind my ear, and as if my blush wasn’t obvious enough, it rose up deeper into my cheeks as I felt the sudden heat of his body for the first time. My mind froze and I couldn’t make proper sentences in my mind, let alone say anything. We stood just facing each other in flushed shock as he took in the sight of me and I took in his. He was beautiful. Suddenly a glimpse of him wasn’t just enough as it always had been. Suddenly his face appeared manlier, more mature, yet I could see the devilish gleam in his pale, crystal-blue eyes. Had it really been that long since I last saw him? A flicker of amusement appeared in his eyes for about a second before he realized that we were both just standing there staring at each other, and suddenly his eyes gave me nothing. I groaned inwardly at reality and desperately wanted to stay in this moment, yet as my thoughts were racing, he stepped aside and made a gesture to welcome me inside.

A gentleman, I thought straight away. M2adab w m7taram, nafs ma gelt le Noufyy. Ela t3aned w she labels all guys bas 3shan he tramis 7meer ma ystahlon shay. Ha! I couldn’t wait to tell her exactly what had happened.

Awal ma 6ila3 mn el bait, fta7t my bb w I can honestly say that I have never typed so fast in my life.

Nouf

            I knew I ticked a nerve when I told her that she was old fashioned when it came to love. But how on earth could I have put it in a gentler way? It’s not like I could say, you're stupid and why are you so blind? That’s plain mean. But she’s such an innocent that she's not willing to accept the ugly truth about guys. She's too pure to see the truth even when presented before her eyes. She will interpret everything differently, harmlessly. She’ll end up getting hurt *sigh*

            It’s so hard being her best friend, especially when I know things that she doesn’t that may very well destroy her. I know 3bdulla. I know him because he has a dark secret that only a few people know of, and I’m one of the few. How do I know this? Well, that is part of MY dark secret and I prefer not to approach it at the moment. What I do know is that I tried to shield her from this, I tried to hook her up with other guys who were harmless and would have satisfied her stupid little obsession with a guy she barely knows. I am not proud of my past, but I am a different person now, thanks to asoomty el 7abooba she made me a better person :’) Now it was time I helped her out. Turns out I still have a few things left to teach her.

*bleep bleep*

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Hahaha Akeed asoom walla she's hilarious! Tktib 5amseen shay fe a8al 3an dgeega I swear xD ! 5alna nshoof what happened with her ‘visit’…

--Noufyyy!! :D

--Answerrrrrr

--PING!!!

--PING!!!

--NOUF!!!

>Ha haaa I’m here! 5aiba ma 6afat sa3ah w bdaity t7shreeny :p

--Zagga ana mb 7ashra -,-

>La la ofc not why so serious all of a sudden I’m only teasing o:)

--Ya suuuuuure

>Soooooo

-- ;)

>What happened! Yalla fill me in =D

            As I read through our convo and her exaggerated story of their teeny tiny encounter, I knew that she was a lost cause to have thought it a ‘gentlemanly’ act for guy to check her out mn fog elain ta7t. That’s excluding all the dirty thoughts that must have run through his sick mind, knowing 3bdulla and how he is. But his eyes always gave him away. She was utterly too innocent! And foolishly in love with the devil…

3bdulla

            The thought of meeting up with 3wash felt 3’ala6. I had still been quiet unstable ba3d ma shft Asma 3adel after all this time. Asma… such a beautiful name. Her slightly pale skin gave away her extreme blush, and laughter danced within me at the sight of her unexpected disheveled composure. 

            Until my mind had snapped back to reality. 

            What was I doing, entertaining such thoughts about her?

I was still in an inner conflict with myself when I spotted 3wash. Her heavy make-up contrasted strongly with Asma’s natural face. She pretended to brighten up at the sight of me, but she forgot how well I knew her, and why exactly she wanted to meet up on such short notice.

To be continued…