Opposites Attract

Chapter 10

  I avoided him that day throughout, I couldn't face him not after last night. He has seen me vulnerable before but last night was on a different high. Sebastian probably thought of me as weird and problematic. I have too much secrets, I felt safe with him no doubt but for how long until he gets tired of me? I didn't want to think about that. And what if he has to go back to the States sooner than I anticipated. I shrugged those thoughts off as I dried my hair. Sebastian has told me earlier that Hameedah called and said she was coming over. I needed her right now. We are going to the hair stylists today.

  Sebastian hasn't particularly seen anything wrong with me but dwelling on that wouldn't do me any good. Apart from when he said from the other side of the door that Hameedah was coming, he'd left me to myself. He also told me he wasn't going to the orphanage today. I didn't know if I should be grateful for that or not. I've kept to myself too not going out of my room once. Afraid to meet Sebastian. I didn't want him to talk about what happened last night. I hadn't slept a wink since then, I was scared if I closed my eyes I would have to wake up again or worst it won't be my dream any more. A quiet rap on my door. I froze.

  "Motun," I recognized that voice. Hameedah, she was here. I quickly stood up and opened the door just as she was about to knock again. She didn't look pleased.

  "Hameedah," I pulled her into a hug.

  "How are you?" She asked and I looked down, definitely not fine but what could I say.

  "I'm OK. How are you and Faisal?" Her face brightened a bit.

"He's okay. He dropped me off, I didn't want to drive and he wanted to say hi to you. He is waiting outside." She looked as if she remembered something and frowned again. "You didn't tell me Sebastian was a basketball player. He still is. I mean Motun, I don't know where my friend is." She accused.

  My face fell. "I didn't know either until a few days and he wanted me to keep it secret."

"Faisal recognized him on spot anyway and is currently bombarding him with a million questions." She shook her head in pity. "Faisal can be persistent."

  "Poor Sebastian." I mused and she smiled but she nodded in agreement.

  "Let's go. Those stylists aren't going to give us another appointment if we miss this one." I nodded again and my gaze fell on her stomach. It wasn't flat, Hameedah didn't have belly fat, it could only mean one thing.

  "Hameedah," I gasped in shock. "Are you pregnant?" She looked at me guiltily and nodded slowly.

  "Are you angry with me?" She asked gently instead. I nodded and shook my head. Words got stuck in my throat.

  "No, I mean yes." I said after I got my voice back. "Why didn't you tell me? That means you've been pregnant for a while now. I'm sorry I didn't notice either." I felt partly responsible. She was my best friend, I should know better than that. She pulled me into a bear hug and sobbed.

  "I'm so sorry." Hameedah doesn't do crying. I felt bad all over again. "I wanted to tell you but you have a lot on your hands already."

  "It's okay." I patted her back fighting my own urge to give in to tears. "It's fine. My bestie is having a baby," I told her and she nodded. "You're having a baby." I yelled this time and she squealed with me. I was happy for her. I wiped at my non existent tears dramatically and said. "They grow up so soon." She smacked my arm lightly and laughed with me.

  "Let's go now. Sebastian needs saving." She said and pulled my hand.

  When we got to the living room, Sebastian didn't look like he needed saving instead he and Faisal seemed to get along really well.