BEST FRIENDS

Chapter29

My heart is racing, and the butterflies in my stomach are going wild. As I watch him get down on his knees, a smile spreads across my face. I can't help but analyze every feature on his face - his aquiline nose, thick black brows, long lashes, and those cute pink lips. But what stands out the most are his captivating eyes.

"Yesmeen! My knees are already weak," he says in a deep and melodic voice that sends chills down my spine. I lock eyes with him, and as I try to snatch my hand away, he holds on even tighter. "Please, Yesmeen, if you don't accept me, I feel like I'm dying. Please, I love you. Why can't you accept that?"

I look at him, trying to hide the laughter that's bubbling up inside me. "Are you for real?" I blink my eyes at him. "Why didn't you tell me this until now?"

"Because I was scared of your answer. Even now, I'm scared of what you'll say," he admits, looking down sadly at the grass.

I reach out and touch his face gently. "Silly boy, don't make me laugh.

Please,yesmeen , stop. This isn't funny. I'm trying to tell you how I feel about you. I want our relationship to move to another level. Why can't you understand?"It's okay, Yesmeen. I understand." He stands up, still holding my hand.

I look at me with a mix of guilt and understanding. "
"Oh my Allah, Ammar! Please don't make me feel guilty.

We lay on the grass, holding hands, gazing up at the dark, starry sky. It's so mesmerizing, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of peace.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he turned to me, his eyes filled with wonder.

I smiled, unable to believe how lucky I am to have him by my side. "It truly is," I replied, shivering slightly in the cool night air. He took off his jacket and helped me put it on, leaving him in just a polo.

"Better?" he asked, his voice filled with warmth and concern.

"Yes, thank you," I said, feeling a sense of comfort in his presence.

"Why don't you just accept him, Yesmeen?" I thought to my self . "He's sweet, nice, calm, and a gentle man. I know Ammar, he won't let me know that I hurt him... What should I do? I will accept him just to show Ameera her place. I'll accept him even though I'm not in love with him."

I squeezed his hand, feeling a mix of emotions. "

He looked at me, a huge smile on his face. "Look up at the stars," he said, his voice filled with a sense of wonder. "Make a wish with all your heart and soul... when you do, truly honestly believe... it will come true."

I thought for a moment, contemplating what wish to make. "Anything?" I asked.

"Anything," he confirmed.

"I pray that you should continue to love me only," I said, my voice filled with vulnerability.

He chuckled softly. "You don't love me, Yesmeen, so why this wish?"

I smiled nervously, looking into his eyes. "Because you make me feel something special, something I can't explain. And maybe, just maybe, one day my heart will catch up."

As we lay there, the stars twinkled above us, as if they were sending a message of hope and possibility.

The night sky is filled with breathtaking constellations, forming a mesmerizing display. As I yawned and closed my eyes, he smiled and kept his gaze fixed on the stars above. He closed his eyes for a moment and whispered a wish. When he opened his eyes, he looked at me and asked, "You're quiet. What are you thinking about?"

"I was just reminiscing about when we first met," I replied. His face lit up with a knowing smile. "I remember it very well," he said. "You were caring and protective, Ammar."