Ghufraanaka .
I got out of the bathroom and quickly changed into an oversized sweater and yoga pants .
Rushing to tie my hair , I almost slipped involuntarily doing the split .
I hope I haven't torn my pants .
Alhamdulilla , it hadn't .
I put on my hijab and dashed to the top floor where the gym room was located in this four bedroom house .
I breathed heavily full of joy when I saw it was empty .
I rushed to the treadmill and began exercising .
Five minutes later , I heard footsteps approaching the room .
" I know you just started training , Pakeeza . "- how did she know ?
" No comment , "- I laughed .
" You have been eating chicken as though there was no tomorrow , you're are going to drain all the fat in your body by the time you leave this room . "- she treathened getting on the treadmill beside me .
" But the interview is not until next week . "- I whined . I really love food and I mean all kinds except pork related foods since they are Haram ( forbidden ) .
" Exactly , " - she place her earbuds in and completely ignored me .
" What you're doing is absolutely wrong , ignoring someone like that . And a friend at that , "- * sigh * why do I even bother , she can't hear me .
I shook my head and continued running .
Two hours later .
" I'm going to prepare fruit salad for the both of us . " - she took of her earbuds and left .
I stopped to drink some city juice ( water ) and mostly to catch my breath .
Too much running , let me do some stretches and for curtains sake , is the fan even on !
I would have worn something more breathable but I don't know what actually goes through Damien Winchester's head .
Walking ahead , I turned on the air condition .
I tried to slip so I could do the split again but I just couldn't , my other leg wouldn't bend .
Giving up , I got up to lay on the bench and maybe fall asleep so that Stephanie wouldn't have any other choice but to leave me alone for the day .
" What are you doing here ? " - I asked Damien who had just barged in .
" Sorry , I thought this place was empty . " - he got on the treadmill and began exercising as well .
" I don't believe you , " - I almost whispered fighting with my body and mind on whether to wake up or not .
" I'm serious , I thought you were helping Stephanie in th kitchen . " - he replied .
Alhamdulilla that he decided to wear a reserved outfit .
I closed my eyes right after and began dozing off .
" What's your take on crushes ? " - he made me open my eyes with such abruptness , it almost woke me up .
" And where from such a question ? " - I asked amused , why am I though ?
" Just answer the question grandma , " - he replied .
" What's your bag ( what's your problem ) ! In fact I don't have a single regret for wearing granny pajamas . "-
" Why would you , you're a total grandma yourself . "- he retorted , I could see his cheeks rise from where I was lying .
" Well I believe everyone has a weird liking for something . What's yours ? "- I tightened my emerald scarf a bit .
" I'm never telling , " - his hand run through the sandy coloured hair .
" Your choice but I'm finding out one way or another . "- I smiled knowing I'm going to sleep without answering his question .
" Pakeeza , are you sleeping ? " - he asked with his tone , a mix of disbelief and amusement .
" Ughhh ! Fine . My take is crushes , they are an on and off thing ... because you could have a crush on let's say five people within a year in average . And ... * Closes eyes to think of something * you can look the rest up because crushes don't last unless maybe you take action and the feeling is mutual . Just don't approach a Muslim with the intention of dating though ; only when it will lead to marriage . "- I closed my eyes again .
" ...And what about love ? "- he asked trying to sound bold .
" Google , dictionary , books . "- I answered getting up to lay at the farthest bench.
" I want to know yours , I mean ... You guys can't date doesn't it bother you ? "- he asked could concerned .
"... Actually it doesn't bother me , and maybe I think it's because of the fact that I don't relate with many crushes and have taken my mind of them for a while except this one time though . "-i sat up knowing Damien wasn't allowing me to sleep by the lengthy conversation . I guess that's what he wants since I'm not that in that kind of friendship level with him but we could have talked about something else .
" And who was that guy ? " -
" I don't really know because he refused to tell me his name all through to Sophomore year but he was really sweet and just because I helped him get to class after he sprained his leg while riding his bicycle . I got late , detention as usual but the most curious thing was he got himself detention just to keep me company and
...I think that time Stephanie was wearing a spaghetti themed dress . "- I laughed in remberance .
" What happened ? "-
" That's what I don't really know , he stopped school and I never saw him again , maybe it was for the better . "- I sighed .
I broke out of my thoughts by Damien's thunderous laughter .
" I can't believe you had a crush , " - he continued laughing stepping off the treadmill .
" Ha ha , very funny . " - I threw my empty bottle of city juice ( water ) at him .
" But hearing you have a crush is incredible , it really is . "- he continued sitting down feet's away from me .
" So tell me , do you have any recent crushes ? " - I don't know but I shouldn't be encouraging him though , let me just see if he has any .
" Yeah , " - he whispered turning around to lay flat down .
" I need names ~ come on , lay it on me ( tell me ) "
" Fine , it's ... Brianna . "-
" Ahhhhh ! * Sits down to ask one more question *- as in the employee of Stephakee ? "- I asked already urging to rush out .
" Yeah , she is a really cool person . "- he replied .
" Arghhhhh ! " - I ran down the stairs obviously getting over my sleep.
" Stephanie ! " - I screamed almost slipping on the stairs .
" Pakeeza keep quiet , "- Damien chased me trying to shush me on my way to down the stairs . It's a good thing he knows not to touch me . Mwahahahah .
" Stephanie , Damien has a crush on Brianna ! "- I screamed teasingly with Damien throwing herself down the couch in defeat .
" Ahhhhh ! " - we screamed holding hands and jumping in circles .
" Damien has a crush ~ " - Stephanie began singing around her brother happy to have something to tease him with .
While I got comfortable in the kitchen and picked my plate of fruit salad .
I finished it happily and went upstairs to bath while a sibling was being teased .
I came back down feeling fresh with Stephanie happily grinning .
" Wait , is it a crush or is it love ? " - Stephanie asked seated next to her brother and nudging him .
" Stephanie leave me alone , " - he replied pushing her away .
" Pakeeza , have you seen what you've caused , "- he turned to me .
" What have I caused ? "- I asked innocently . " I just shared news with your sister . " - I smiled knowing what I've done.
" What about that boy in high school you were talking about ? "- Is he throwing a teasing topic my way right now ?
" Oh yeah ! But he left school unfortunately . * Gasps from realization * you told him ! "- she threw a pillow at me .
" Even when you used to wear nerdy clothes , what's a spaghetti themed dress anyway . "- this time I threw a pillow at him.
" Cut the gas ( Quiet down ) , Damien. " - he was spilling too much . What a sewer !
*Knock , knock *
Stephanie got up to see who it was at the door while I glared at Damien .
" She doesn't want me telling people about her themed dresses. "- I threw another pillow .
" Guys , guess who's here to visit ~" Stephanie yelled drawing our attention .
" It's Brianna and Jennifer . " - she smirked at Damien when she said Brianna's name ."- Damien slouched on the couch and face palmed himself .
" Pakeeza , you've killed me . "
A/N
Assalamualaikum ,
My weird liking is that noise you hear when your hand runs through your purse or bag looking for something. To me it's kind of soothing . Hihihi .
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