Chapter 9 (Falling)

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Oh my! How long has he been standing there? Did he see me messaging Omar?

"Why so you look so scared Ami?"

"It's just that... I thought you were sleeping. You scared me. That's all."

"Oh okay. Mind telling me what made you smile?"

"What you mean Imran?" Oh no. If I get caught I'm in big trouble.

"I mean with everything going on it feels like forever since I smiled. I need to smile before my face locks into a grim line."

Laughing a little, "I was just thinking and got lost in my thoughts. Nothing more."

"Hmm. Well I couldn't sleep. It's too disturbing here without mom. Without her presence, it's killing me. I barely shut my eyes. What's for lunch?"

"Noodles! Wash your hands and come eat."

We just sat there having lunch talking about random things and Imran started to leave.

"Maybe you should go out somewhere tonight. Why don't you call your friends and make some plans for tonight? Just because there's a tragedy, doesn't mean we have to be sad for a very long time. Mom will always be with us watching us. Have some fun and relax tonight ok?"

I felt guilty that I already had made plans. I nodded and he made his way towards the door.

"Do you need me to take you to school tomorrow?"

I didn't want to be much of a hassle to anyone else anymore. Imran probably had so many other things to do. I didn't want be another burden on his shoulder.

"No, I think I'll walk. I can use some fresh air."

"Okay, be safe," he said kissing my forehead and leaving. After praying and killing some time watching TV, I started to get ready for my date with Omar.

Wait! Was it a date? He said it was a date, didn't he? But were we official? Did I want be official? I really did like him; a lot. And he made me feel happy and cozy. Well I guess I'll find out today, won't I? But first I need to dress up. After going through my wardrobe I settled with a simple abaya and tied a belt around my waist and wore a beige colored hijab. Looking at myself, I felt satisfied.

I walked towards Bistro Pizza n Pies. I saw Omar sitting there already with flowers in his hand. I was surprised as I took a deep breath in and that's when I realized that I may be falling for this guy.

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