*Incoming text* Goodmorning :)
*Outgoing text* Goodmorning to you too
*Incoming text* I don't understand why we can't talk on bbm you weirdo
*Outgoing text* Because! There's something so much more exciting about texts
Oh and we might have exchanged numbers one of the time's we ran into each other. He was sitting in Starbucks, I always stop by this one on the way to school and apparently it's on his way to school as well. He was wearing khaki shorts and a navy blue polo shirt and he looked gorgeous! How can you resist giving your number to someone so beautiful?! You just cant!
I loved texting, there was something so much more exciting about it. Bbm was too quick and usual, it didn't make have the suspense that used to come with talking to people before everyone had instant messaging, and I missed that. So I decided that me and Fawaz would text, and he would just have to deal with my weirdness if he wanted to talk to me.
We decided to go get lunch together and I was in a huuuge hurry. I was running late because I had to talk to a professor and usually I'm always on time! It really bothers me when people are late. Back home if you tell someone 2:30 they'll show up at 3 if you're lucky. I can't stand it. I was trying to get to my car as fast as possible. I was wearing a plain light grey sweater with jeans and black flats and my hair was in a low bun with braids on the side, it was cozy cute.
I finally got to the restaurant to find him sitting down at a table. He was so beautiful! He was wearing a zip up sweater, the hot ones where the collar is short (no hood or anything) and jeans. I saw his face light up as I walked over to him. We ordered right away, I felt so bad for making him wait. As we were eating I saw him glance over at a guy walking in. When I looked over all I could see was the back of the person, so I turned back around.
...Wait a second, that looks like...Khalid? No way, nevermind. We're in Cali. I guess I'm just a paranoid mess. "Anyways, what did you say back to her?"
"Huh? Oh sorry, what were you saying?"
"You were telling me what you told your professor when she asked you 'Fawaz, what must the explanation be this time'?" I said mimicking her voice, I do a good professor voice.
"Oh right...I got distracted. I thought I knew that guy over there. He looks like one of my old friends from Kuwait."
"Why don't you go over and say hi? Who is it?"
"He looks like a guy I knew named Khalid. He's a really great guy. I haven't seen him in forever though. He started dating some girl and disappeared, I never really heard from him much after they got together. They were together for a long time. I heard he was pretty bad to her though, used to cheat a bit and what a liar he was, the poor girl. Don't know why she stuck around. But yet he really loved her. He's got some issues, but he's a really great friend."
I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. This was NOT what I was expecting when I came to lunch today. The room started to spin and I needed fresh air, now.
"Uhh excuse me. I have to go"
"Jawa wait what's wrong?"
I was already up and practically running to the door.
"Jawa?!" said a familiar voice by the door.
I couldn't stop to see him. I didn't want to look at him, even less talk to him.
"Jawa wait!" "jawa!" I heard both Fawaz and Khalid running after me. Khalid was ahead of Fawaz and I don't think they really realized they were both running after me.
I tried to make it to my car but I tripped over a small hole in the ground. As I was getting up I saw a hand reach down to help me..The same hand that used to hold mine, that used to wipe away my tears and play with my hair. But it was the same hand that used to throw things, that used to msg other girls, and that had pushed me that one time. I couldn't take that hand again, even if it was just to get up.
After getting up on my own I looked up and realized my vision was quite blurry. I had tears running down face, from the fall or from seeing both of them standing in front of me I wasn't sure.
"Jawa...I really didn't expect to see you here. Are you okay? Where's your car? Let me walk you to your car, " Khalid said as he tried to touch my arm.
"Khalid, don't touch me. Ever again." I barely managed a whisper.
"Can we talk, please"
"No, there's nothing left to say."
"There's so much more to say. After everything we've been through, we planned a life together. You're seriously going to tell me there's nothing more to say?"
I could now see clearly and the look on his face was enough to break my heart. He looked so hurt and sad, almost lost. However, he'd already broken my heart before and this wasn't going to make a difference.
"You ruined everything we had, I wanted a life with you Khalid! I planned my life for you! With you! My parent's even thought you would become a part of their life! But I was never enough for you. Just never enough" And with that my vision went blurry again and I could feel the hot salty tears stream down my face. I was honestly planning on never seeing Khalid again. I did not expect to see him here with Fawaz...Omg, Fawaz! Where was he?
I looked up to see him standing there just waiting for us to finish. He didn't look mad like I thought he would be, he looked concerned. He came to me and gently asked me if I was alright, and told me to sit down on one of the benches close by. After that I saw him pull Khalid away and they begin to talk...Then argue..Then talk..Then argue. They finally finished talking and they both came over to me. Khalid waited a bit further back while Fawaz came to me.
"Jawa, I had no idea you knew Khalid. Or that you were his girlfriend. I'm so sorry I said what I did. He wants to talk to you, would you like to talk to him? I can tell him to leave if you want. It's up to you."
I had no idea if I wanted to talk to him or not. There was so much to say and it would take so long for me to be able to tell him everything I wanted to tell him, for me to have complete closure after everything that had happened. But I thought of the next best thing.
"I just want to talk to him for a second, then I never want to see him again." I said as I got up and walked over towards Khalid.
"Jawa, I'm so glad you wanted to talk. I know it means something we were both here today and.."
"Khalid, stop. I just came over here to tell you the last thing you'll ever hear from me."
"But..ugh, what is that?"
"Fuck you."
I heard a small laugh from behind me, then I turned around to see Fawaz try to put the most serious look he could manage on. I don't think he was expecting that. And obviously Khalid wasn't either. He was definitely mad but I didn't stick around to see what he had to say. I turned and walked over to Fawaz and asked him if he could please drive me home and I'd get my car tomorrow.
During the car ride I explained to him what happened with me and Khalid and he seemed to really understand. I was so scared that it would change what he thought of me, that he'd think I'm one of those girls that just dates anyone and doesn't care.
"Jawa, I have so much respect for you and that's not going to change. We all have a past and I can't expect you to not have had a life before you met me. You're such a strong woman for going through what you did and I just hate that you got hurt like that."
Isn't he just the cutest?
He eventually dropped me home and I, of course, told Nawar and Rania what happened. They were in shock but I was too exhausted from the day to continue discussing this. I decided to go to my room and take a nap. Usually I never take naps, but today called for one. As I was getting into bed I got four messages, one message from Fawaz and three from Aziz.
*Incoming text* I just wanted to make sure you're okay. Let me know if you need anything, and I really do mean anything okay?
*Incoming text* I think I've got it! We can go to the beach and I can have "Will you marry me" written in the sand!
*Incoming text* Oh wait, maybe the water will wash it away. Didn't think of that.
*Incoming text* Okay what about something involving a roller coaster?
...This guy's got a lot to learn.
I woke up from my nap and went into the living room to find my friends being the sweetest friends they could possibly be. Nawar and Rania had a function for school I completely forgot I was supposed to go to with them. They left junk food on the table for me and a note, along with a cute little Abdullah sitting on my couch waiting for me to wake up.
"So, I heard today was an interesting day."
"It was AWFUL! Abdullah, why is he even here?! I just want to punch him."
"Sit down sweetie we need to talk."
"What could be worse to talk about after today? I think I've seen it all! Psycho exboyfriend shows up to California while I'm at lunch with Mr.Hottie, I fall on my face, yell at Khalid and Mr.Hottie has to drive me home!"
"Okay first of all, Mr. Hottie? Really?"
"Oh I forgot it's you. Well that's what he's called by the residents of this apartment, so he remains Mr.Hottie."
"Alright, really though, we need to talk, please come sit down with me Jawa."
I sat down and looked at Abdullah. He looked like he had some really bad news, I was so scared.
"Is it your dad? Is he okay?"
"Yeah my dad is fine, don't worry about that...Umm..This is really hard to say..So uhhh..I'm just gonna say it fast...Khalid came here because he's getting married and his fiance is here visiting a friend right now so he came along."
I've never been so shocked in my life.
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