BEST FRIENDS

Chapter5

I knocked on the apartment door. I was sure it was his apartment.

When the door finally opened, our eyes locked, and time seemed to stand still. I stumbled back, almost losing my balance, but he quickly caught me, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through my body.

I slowly open my eyes and set them on the most beautiful eyes of his, his thick eyelashes were full he blink the eyes which made him look more handsome.
Did I just call him handsome
Was I really in the arms of the mr choco guy.

He straightened me up always watch you step miss bumper
That's very awkward and embarrassing man wait what.?Did he just call me miss bumper

I gave him a glare twisting my lips
Taking a hold of his soft hand on mine made me feel some electric shocked in my body

I took his hand and placed the car Key in his palms at first he look so confused but soon he recovered it with mischievous smile

"Well, Miss Bumper, it seems you've managed to retrieve my car. Nicely done." He tossed me the car key, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I don't need it anymore. It's all yours."

What the actual fuck

"" I don't want I , tossed  the keys back at him. We continued this  back-and-forth for a few more minutes until he suddenly pulled me closer, his gaze locked with mine.

"Stop being so stubborn," he whispered, his words sending a delightful shiver down my spine. We get lost in each other's eyes, time seemingly frozen, before he gently took hold of my hand.

Next thing I know , he's leading me towards the car, urging me to get inside. He leaned in, his head peeking through the open window. His intoxicating scent enveloped me, driving my senses wild. The effect he has. on me made him smirk, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Leaning closer, his warm breath tickled my ear as he spoke, "Make sure to drive safely, okay? No reckless driving." A genuine smile finally graced his face before he closed the car door, leaving me with a rush of emotions and the lingering memory of his presence.

As I gazed at him, my heart fluttered as he walked towards his apartment. His smile is captivating, making him look incredibly handsome.

But then I caught myself and thought, "Wait, what did I just say? Handsome? What's wrong with me?" I can't help but question my sudden infatuation.

"Ugh, something is definitely off, Yesmeen," I muttered to myself. "You need to get that choco guy out of your mind and focus on your studies."

Just then, my phone rang, and I saw its Yusrah calling. I answered the call immediately, curious to know what she wanted.

"Where are you now?" she asked.

I sighed and replied, "Just shut up, Yussy. I don't like your brother. He's so rude."

Yusrah tried to calm me down, saying, "Chill, baby. What happened?"

"He threw the key back and said he doesn't want the car anymore," I explained, feeling frustrated.

Told you that he's just joking. Where are you now?"

"On my way back," I replied, feeling relieved to be heading home.

Once I reached my apartment, I parked the car and took a moment to gather my thoughts. It was time to put all the distractions aside and focus on myself. Home was my sanctuary, a place to reset and find peace.

As I entered the house, I kicked off my shoes and tossed them aside. My hijab find its place on the couch, as if it needed a break too. Ameera noticed my distress and walked over, giving me a comforting side hug.

"Girl, are you okay?" she asked, genuine concern in her voice.

I sighed , "I'm not okay with your boyfriend, you know. He actually threw the car key at me."

Ameera reassured me, "Don't worry, I'll talk to him. Just calm down, dear." She handed me a glass of water, and Yusrah joined in, trying to lift my spirits.

"Go home and drive safely, okay? Don't be reckless on the road," his words rang in my ear

Frustration bubbled up inside me,, "Ugh, please, just get out of my head! I don't want to think about him anymore. I hate him!"

They both looked at me, concerned, , "Are you sure, miss bumper?"his voice rang again

"What miss bumper?" I exclaimed loudly, which made them questioned me if am I ok . "No, no, no. I need to clear my mind of all this mess." I rushed to my room, seeking solace.

As I hold a picture of Ammar, I whispered, "What's wrong with me, Ammar? I hate him, you know? I hate everything about him. Tell me what to do. I don't want him anywhere near me."

"Then avoid him," my inner voice advised.

"Yes, avoid him. Whenever I see him, I won't talk or look at him," I resolved.

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So the next day, since we didn't have school, we decided to head to the park for some fun. The breeze felt amazing, and watching the kids having a blast put a big smile on my face. Just then, Yussy handed me my  drink.

"Excuse me, I'll be right back," I said to them as I walked away. But as I reached for my ringing phone, I accidentally bumped into someone. The juice in my hand spilled all over his white shirt, and my eyes widened in shock.

"I'm so, so sorry, mister," I apologized, looking up to see who it was. And there stood...