CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
point of view | zayne ali
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"awh look at my son," my mom said squishing my face in her hand, "he's so handsome."
"umi," i mumbled pulling my face from her hands, "ah- thank you."
( translation : mom )
she adjusted my tie and patted my cheek, "are you going with yasmine yes?"
i nodded my head and felt nervous, "yes, mom. i am."
"she's a good girl, ya know?" she continued, "it's good because we know her. i know her mother and father and her mother and father knows you and us."
"i swear if she mentions anything about mar-" i began but was caught of in irony.
"how old do you want to get married?" she asked me and i cringed my shoulders.
"umi," i mumbled a little louder, "i have to go pick up yasmine."
"why are you wearing a red tie?" she asked following behind me, "does that mean yasmine is wearing a red dress?"
"yes, mom," i answered walking down the stairs, "she is."
she followed behind me, "you have to take all the pictures and everything and show me, okay?"
i felt slightly annoyed that she only ever talked to me because it related to yasmine.
"i will," i answered her walking over towards the kitchen to grab my car keys i left on the table, "bye, mom."
she didnt respond as i grabbed my keys and i walked out the kitchen for the door. i twisted the door handle and stepped out into the slightly cold evening. i walked down the porch and rubbed my hand along my freshly shaven cheek. i tossed the keys up and caught them in my hands as i began walking up my drive way towards my car. my phone vibrated and i glanced at it wincing at the brightness as it contrasted with the now setting sun.
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Yasmine <3
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holaaa um im ready :)))
you think you could get here
in like 5 minuets or something ??
Yeah. On my way!
LMAOOO AUTO CORRECT
Lmao Shut up.
YOU'RE GOOFY HAHA
read at 19 : 21 pm
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i smile slipping my phone into my pocket and clicking my car keys. the doors unlocked and i yanked on the handle and threw myself into the seat. i placed my phone on the passenger seat and pressed start. the car roared to life and i began putting my seat belt on. i grabbed the aux cord and then my phone from the seat and plugged it in. i opened my phone hitting spotify and played yasmines soft playlist boo'd up by ella mai began playing. i pressed on the gas after turning the volume up a bit. my hands turned the steering wheel as i made a u turn to head out of the neighbor hood.
"God," i mumbled as i drove past the houses of my neighborhood, "im nervous."
the streets werent as packed as they should be at the time. i took advantaged of it and pressed on it a bit as i exited the neighborhood. my hands turned the wheel taking a left and down the long road that held many of the schools neighborhood. one of them being yasmines.
"fucking hell." i cursed as a car cut me off.
i honked at them as the sped off in front of me. i turned on my blinker switching lanes and turning into a neighborhood.
"hey, siri." i called out
"mmhm?" she responded.
"face time yasmine." i told her.
"okay," she answered, "making a face time call to yasmine - mobile!"
it beeped twice before she answered, "you trying to sneak a peek at my dress? get yo goofy ass over here."
i laughed, "whats the mailbox number again?"
"mmm," she hummed, "you really out here forgetting ... tsk tsk."
"aye," i defended myself, "im not good at remembering things."
"thats a LIE." she retorted.
"bruhhh." i laughed.
"1021." she said as i got to the 1000 numbers.
"okay ima be at your house in like," i paused, "right now. are your parents home?"
"nah they left 30 minutes ago," she told me, "they want us to take pictures, but umm im not doing that weird shit. lets take a mirror pic or something and dip."
i laughed as i stopped the car. i unplugged my phone and looked down at the screen. it was black as she was concealing her face.
"i cant see you?" i asked her shutting my car door and locking it.
"no," she answered, "not until i open the door."
"okayyyyy," i told her, "you in your room?"
"nah im in the pantry," she corrected, "bout to get me a brownie before leave. that school food aint gonna cut it."
i laughed as i approached her front door. the blurry glass disoriented my view on the inside of her house. but i could tell the light was on.
"im here," i told her, "waiting patiently for you, my lalla."
( translation : princess )
her laugh echoed, "hush. im literally ..."
her high heels clicked loudly i could hear from outside and through the call. the lock sounded and the door twisted and opened.
her brown eyes met mine. they were framed with lashes that looked perfect, as always. her brows were lifted a little higher, the face she made when trying to hide her normal resting face. her lips sat still before stretching into a lovely smile. the gloss shinning from the now on porch light. her body was sculptured alluringly and framed well in the red dress she was currently wearing. her dress went down to her heels and trailed behind her a little. she opened her arms out to me and i leaned in for a hug instantly.
"how could someone look even more beautiful? " i thought baffled.
her lavender and vanilla scent filled my nose as held her dainty body in my arms. her laugh traveled down my neck.
"you look ...," i trailed off pulling her out and holding her shoulders, "zwina."
( translation : beautiful )
her cheeks flushed and she turned her head, "thank you. you clean up nicely in a suit, ya know."
i smiled and took her hands in mine.
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authors note: heyoooo i made an imagines book so go read it mfsss
