ACCIDENTALLY IN LOVE

By Shahiedah1

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At a point in life, everyone eventually fall in love. While for some falling in love is pretty sweet and for... More

๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒฟA/N๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒฟ
๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผINTRODUCTION๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒผ
๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ‘CHAPTER 1๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ‘
๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒปCHAPTER 2๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒป
๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธA LITTLE SOMETHING๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ
๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’CHAPTER 3๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’
โšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธCHAPTER 5โšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธ
๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅCHAPTER 6๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ
โ„๏ธโ„๏ธโ„๏ธCHAPTER 7โ„๏ธโ„๏ธโ„๏ธ
๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž
๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠCHAPTER 8๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒŠ
๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅCHAPTER 4 ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅ
๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆCHAPTER 9๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆ
๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ€
๐Ÿš๐Ÿš๐ŸšCHAPTER 10๐Ÿš๐Ÿš๐Ÿš
๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒบCHAPTER 11๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒบ
๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚CHAPTER 12๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‚
๐ŸŒฒโ™ฆ๏ธ๐ŸŒฒโ™ฆ๏ธ๐ŸŒฒCHAPTER 13๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŸฅ
๐Ÿฅ€๐ŸŽ†๐Ÿฅ€CHAPTER 14 ๐Ÿฅ€๐ŸŽ†๐Ÿฅ€
๐Ÿ–ค๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿ–ค๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿ–คCHAPTER 15๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ‹
๐ŸŒนโšก๏ธ๐ŸŒนโšก๏ธ๐ŸŒนChapter 16 ๐ŸŒนโšก๏ธ๐ŸŒนโšก๏ธ
๐ŸŒณ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒณ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒณChapter 17๐ŸŒณ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒณ๐Ÿ’ง
๐Ÿฆ„โ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿฆ„โ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿฆ„Chapter 18๐Ÿฆ„โ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿฆ„โ˜€๏ธ
๐Ÿง๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿง๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸงPart 19๐Ÿง๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿง๐ŸŒŸ
๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‘Part 20๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‘
โ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅโ˜˜๏ธPart21โ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฅโ˜˜๏ธ
โ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ’จโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ’จโ˜„๏ธPart 22โ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ’จโ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿ’จโ˜„๏ธ
๐ŸŒจ๐Ÿฅฎ๐ŸŒจ๐Ÿฅฎ๐ŸŒจPART 24๐ŸŒจ๐Ÿฅฎ๐ŸŒจ๐Ÿฅฎ๐ŸŒจ
๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐ŸPart 25 ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ
๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿง€๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿฆ‹PART 26๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿง€๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿฆ‹
๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒผ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒผPart 27๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒผ๐Ÿ’
๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿฟ๐ŸฉCHAPTER 28๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฅฆ
โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿทโœˆ๏ธ๐ŸทCHAPTER29๐Ÿทโœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿทโœˆ๏ธ
๐Ÿงš๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธโ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธโ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธChapter 30๐Ÿงš๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธโ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธโ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ

๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿ’™Part 23๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿ’™

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By Shahiedah1

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UNTIL ITS YOUR TIME TO SHINE
KEEP ON CLAPPING FOR OTHERS(HAPPILY).
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KHADIJA POV
It's been four days since exam was over. I became extremely close with Ajmal( Range Rover dude), unusual! We chat almost everyday,he is a vibe. I began to suspect if he had feelings for me and I was right.
He calls me bestie and sends all sort of cheesy texts. On the other hand, I and Anas didn't communicate much.Well,after the call he made,informing me that he arrived safely I can't help but think if he is confused, I mean why will he give me something to hold on to if he is going to act like this.
Is he toying with my emotions? I couldn't help but wonder.

As for Adam! I have decided to tell him I heard what he said and that I didn't feel the same way. It's going to be hard but... what can I say? I can't keep him in the dark! He keeps sending cheesy texts, good morning and G.Night texts and let's not forget about his calls. It seems he doesn't find it uncomfortable.

Today,being a Saturday,apart from reading my favorite novels, watching my fave movies and  having my skincare routine. I had nothing productive to do. So,I decided to bake a little. Which was unusual!

I went to the kitchen to have what I call " A bake fun". These are the times I miss my Gf's,
Falak and Intisaar. My secondary school pals back when I was in Lagos.

Ohh! How I don't miss my sec school days.
That's because I didn't really find my secondary school experience enjoyable. It was hell! As the silent type of person,school can be a bit off. Well, I miss it a little, a tinsy tiny tipsy bit. I flash-backed to some memories we had like missing physics class because the man was boring and his way of teaching was scary,running away from club and society on Thursdays, the anxiety when being called to answer or solve a question on the board, the Hearing the lastest gist about crushes and having to see people in a relationship in class and what not, the beef I had with a certain boy but who knew he had feelings for me, the hatred was real but soon turned into love. Ah! Those days.

"K! why are you smiling alone?" Ikram asked me with a rather confusing look on her face.

"Nothing much. Am just reminiscing on how secondary school days was" I answered.

She chuckled. "I miss sec school eh! I really miss my pals to be honest".

"I don't really miss just my Gf's" I uttered while bringing out the rolling pin from the cupboard.

"It's you nah! You hate everything but you know what? I miss hearing the gossip about the latest couple In school or about who is having crush on who, the debates, the competitions, and the parteeeeee" she winked.

"What's the wink for?" I asked.

"Nothing" she denied,twirling the bottle water cap.

"Something is fishy,You better tell me"

"Okay, i was once rocked in a party. End of the year party to be precise"

"What?! I asked astonished. Girl! Where was I when you was doing these eh? Wait a minute sef, have you ever dated?"

"Yup!" She nodded drinking from the bottle. Didn't you?

"Uhm I did..."

  "But wait up! You did?" I asked surprised because she has never talked about being in a relationship.

"So have you like you know" I wiggled my eyebrows.

"What?" She asked confused.

"The...you know" I poked my lips out trying to give her a hint.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Why do you want to know?" She queried.

"I demand to know" I remarked. " Infact, I have to know what and what you have done. But wait, how about university, have you dated anyone?

"Oh yes it's Adam" she blurted out.

"What?!" I yelled.

Realizing what she just said, she quickly covered her mouth.

"What?! You what....."

"You mean.... like.... my bestie and you? Like Adam!"

"How..." I stammered. I had this heaviness in my chest. I wasn't expecting what she just blurted out at all.

"How long has it been going on? Whe...when?"

"Khadi! Her eyes downcast not wanting to have an eye contact.
"Let's forget what I said" She mentioned trying to walk out.

"Oh hell no!" I dragged her back. You better finish what you started. "You can't leave me hanging" The smile I had turned into an upside down smile, a death stare.

"Khadija! Let it be!" She retorted. "I don't want to say anything".

"After you blurted out something big like that and you expect me not to ask questions huh?! "Ikram Ibtihal Abdulsamad" I semi yelled.

"Fine! Move out of my way, you plaster saint! Creeping Jesus" I shoved past her.

On my way out, I met Liham.

"Hey, what's with the mood? You be spitting a negative energy".

"What?" I snapped.

"Chill! Abba has been waiting for you guys". He has something to say. He sent Ikram to call you but didn't return since.

"Mu tafi( lets go)!" I ordered.

"Where is Ikram?" She asked.

"You going or not?"

"Yes ma'am"

"Salam!" We uttered as we entered into Dad's room. We greeted and sat down on the fluffy rug. Awwn! So soft! Really good to fall asleep on. This is my second fave stuff in the room. Well apart from the shelf containing all sorts of motivational books.

"Wasalam" he responded. Maahnoor( Khadija) Abba called my attention.

"Yes Abba"

What's wrong? You are frowning your face. I haven't seen you for a while now. You are done with your exams koh? And how was it?

" I am fine Abba" I smiled faintly. "And exam went smoothly,Alhamdulilahi"

"That's good! And how about you Ibtihal(Ikram)? And Mahabbat(Adda Safiya)  ke fah?" He asked
Ps: Abba sometimes call his daughters with their middle names.

"It was good abba!" Ikram replied softly.

"Ah! Abba it was tough eh... especially my..." Leave Adda Safiya to be dramatic.

"Abba!" Liham whined. You didn't ask me!

He let out a laugh. "Toh Nashwa( Liham) how was yours?"

"Well, it was good except for the time when..."

"Well, well " Abba interrupted. I called you all here to inform you that your brother would be returning soon from Zaria,next week Friday. I had to break the news before he does and here comes to the most important news. Drum roll! Nana, ( how he calls my mum) give us the drum roll.

She did the drum roll with her comb on her dressing table and it was funny though. I just love them! I love how goofy they are and how free they are together. I wish I can get a love story like this or even more I sighed.

"We are going on a vacation to..... to DUBAI next week Sunday immediately after Ruman( what Abba calls Abdallah) comes back" He finally let out.

"Whattttttt?" We all screamed in unison. "Sunday! Omg!!"

"Does Yaya Abdallah  know about it" I asked

"No,he doesn't. He will be informed soon".

"Oh boy! I better start planning and packing" Liham let out. I can't wait to go to the Dubai mall, take pictures of Burj Khalifa, Dubai aquarium and so much more.

"Me two" Adda Safiya added. I love you so much dad. I can't believe you are taking us on a vacay. I loveeeee you bothhhhhh. 

We all headed to the parlour. My sisters were really excited, they kept posting about the trip on their WhatsApp status. Ikram and I on the other hand were low key excited but have something massive going on. Thank goodness my parents suggested a trip, that's what I really need now.

I couldn't bear sitting down and facing Ikram in the same room.
All I have now is dislike for both my sister and Adam.

"How could they do that to me?"

So he was dating my sister or dated her, I don't even know what it was.

"How she hide something like this from me?" "How?! Was that why she hated seeing him in the house."

Aha! Now I know why she stood abruptly the day we all were playing truth or dare because Adam denied having a relationship.

Wow! So Adam has the guts to confess to me knowing fully well that Ikram is my sister not even step but sister-sister.

"How about if I had accepted?" I asked myself.

"How could he?" I felt angry, I picked up my phone to dial his number but stopped.

"He mustn't know you already found out. Find a way to see him and then you can attack" My mind suggested.

"Hey Adam!" I tried my best not to sound angry. I want to see you tomorrow. At the park, at 5:00pm sharp" With what I said I ended the call.

"KD!" Adda Safiya called. Come here, Abdallah wants to speak to you. We are FaceTiming. 

i rushed over to where they were seated.

"Hey Ab! Heard you're coming back soon! I can't wait" I feigned a smile.

"For someone, your acting skill is bad. You don't sound like....You sound gloomy! Talk to bro".

"Exactlyyyyyyyyy!!" Liham interrupted. I noticed it too.

"It's nothing. Am just tired"

"Oh! Okay where is Ikram?"

"Don't know! Don't care" i snapped and headed back to where I was sitting.

"But she is sitting right there Adda Safiya pointed. Okay, you two are gloomy, is everything all right?"

I got to bounce upstairs. I am tired of staying here for some reason. Bye!

I climbed the stairs with a heavy heart. Something really feels heavy in my chest. It's some sort of physical pain. I need to rest, even being on WhatsApp isn't helping matters.

I entered my room and just banged the door loudly.

"How could they?"

IKRAM POV
I was called into ABBA's room. Khadija wasn't
Present so I was asked to call her. Lucky for me she was at the kitchen, Perhaps about to start baking which was unusual. I caught her smiling,I mean it's normal to see her talking to herself but this time around she was smiling. I couldn't help but ask.
She told me the reason and i had to chirp in forgetting what Abba told me to do.
I ended up blurting out what I kept hidden in my heart for two years in a matter of seconds and now everything is messed up. I am pretty sure she hates me now, she confides in me so much and tells me almost everything but I ended up failing her. I have been feeling guilty ever since I found out he was her bestie.
What I feel for Adam right now is more than HATRED.
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I gathered courage to knock at her door. I knocked but no response. I knocked again but didn't hear her response but I could clearly hear something being hit against the wall. I pushed the door gently, peeked in to see her seated on her bed with her AirPods on and a tennis ball being thrown at the wall back and forth.
Her eyes were fixed on the wall without blinking, her eyes were red. She was HURT!

"Khadi!" I said softly but got no response.

"Khadi" I said again and this time she only closed her eyes.

I sighed. I was also in pain! She didn't know the full story. She was about to throw the ball when I caught it.
If looks could kill, I would have been dead by now. I gulped and began talking.

"Khadi! I am really sorry about what happened. I never meant to hurt you. I really want to tell you my side of the story but..."

"Why?" She asked in a calm tone. In a rather too calm tone( it means trouble).

"You want to tell me sorry after all you did huh! And now I have more reasons to not trust anyone anymore. Leave my room!!"

"Khadi! It isn't like that.... I didn't even know he was your bestie as that then"

"Leave....ma...my....room!" She ordered.

I had no choice but to leave her room. She was hurt, I hurt her but this is hurting me more. If only she knew what had happened. If only she knew how I went through heartbreak.
Oh yalla! How do I fix this?

KHADIJA POV
I was lost in my thoughts when I heard a soft knock on the door even though I had my AirPods on. That knock could only mean one person, it's my beloved sister(sarcasm).

I wasn't angry but hurt.My sister and my so called best friend hurt me so far more than the way I was hurt in my previous relationships. The most hurtful part was how they were all cool about hiding things. She didn't confide in me the way I confided in her and how Adam confessed his feelings to me knowing fully well that he had a fling with my sister.

Was he toying with my emotions? It seems that's what people are doing these days to me.
It's fun to them I guess.
I couldn't fight back the tears.

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