Harum Scarum.

HS 22*

Hello? Mohammed?

I don't think I deserve this.

Deserve what exactly?

You want me to die out here?

What do you mean?

I've been knocking for over 5mins and no one has opened the gate.

You're here? Like my house? Here?

Where else? My fingers are tired and so is my car key.

I'll be right there.
She ends the call.

I lean on my car while I patiently wait for her to open the door.
She opens it, runs over and hugs me.
"I'm so happy to see you" she says letting go.
"I can tell" I say looking at her. She was wearing her pink pajama pants and a purple vest, the only thing covering her is a small black veil.

"Come in manah. Are you a guest?" She asks laughing.

  We sat in their living room chatting but I didn't know how to tell her.
"Mohammed? What's wrong with you?" She asks worriedly.
"Huh? Nothing" I say back smiling.

"Really? That smile is anything but genuine"
"I'm just thinking about my meeting tomorrow"
She stands and sits next to me.

"It's the first time I'm seeing you worry about a meeting. Don't worry it's going to be successful just be yourself and stay on your game, you're a natural after all"
"Thanks"

She looks at me weirdly.
"Why that look?"
"Nothing" She says obviously lying but I don't say anything.

"I'm coming to pick you up for dinner tomorrow, you up for it?"
"I am but what's going on that you're asking me this out of the blue?"
"So I can't take you out?" I ask raising my eyebrows.

"Of course you can but you don't do dates, you've never done them so asking me right now is weird and nerve racking"
"Oh really? I never knew that".

"You don't know you, I know you. I know you more than you know you"
"Wow! That's.....long"
"Long? That's the best you could come up with? Long?"
"Well it's definitely something dai"

She laughs.
"You're really funny"
Then my smile disappears, i don't want to hurt this girl and I know telling her that I want to end the relationship will ruin everything we've built as a couple and as friends.
Am I a bad person for doing this?

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7:12pm.

I sat in my car nervously. The more I wait the more I want to drive off and think of an excuse.
She opens the door and comes in smiling at me, waiting for my usual compliments.
She dressed like she normally does, black jeans and vest, a black and white kimono, white veil and black loafers with a blue side bag. She always dressed like this and for a reason I don't understand, I like it.

"You look gorgeous as usual beautiful"
"Really? Is that what you think?"
"It is. But you looked even more beautiful yesterday when you were still wearing those pajamas"

"So....I looked prettier yesterday?"
"I don't know. Every time I see you it's like the very first time we met. Gorgeous, cute, nice and funny. I don't want to lose you.....ever" I say and she smiles shyly.

What the hell is wrong with me? I'm making the wrong moves.

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9:30pm.