Lucky ones. -chap 5-

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"Hla w sahla, shlonch haya? Sh5barch?" 

"El7amdelah, enti kaifk?" 

"B5air 7yati entay, hathi noura zojt Abdullah wldi" She said introducing me to her. 

Noura smiled.

"Kaifk noura?" I faked a smile.

"B5air enti shlonch?" She asked shyly. 

"Kwysa 7abibty" 

She's so pretty mashallah! 

She was wearing a really cute dress. 

"Noura is Haya's age tadreen?!" 5ala Haifa laughed. 

"T'habl mashallah!" Mom said.

"Tslmeen 5alti" noura said.

"Ana w Nahla bntswg bro7na w entaw bro7km, w etha 5l9taw dgi 3la Abdullah eyi ya5thna" 

"Ok 5alti" noura said. 

It took me 3 years to get over him. 

But i still get hurt when I hear his name. 

I loved him for 12 years. 

"7lw hatha elfstan?" Noura asked.

"Ee mara bs a7s it's too short" I said.

"Ee ana blbsa blbait bs mani 6al3a feh lna abdullah wayd y7b el'lon ela9far, it's his favorite color" 

Wrong. He loves white w etha kan 3la baby pink a7sn. 

"Bs a7s white a7la 3laik aw baby pink?" 

"9jj? Okk 5leni agesa" 

"N6reni bara mu tru7een braweech 3ly" 

"Ok bs yala 3shan 5alti Haifa galat el7een bnro7" 

She tried the dress on, it matched her skin ton and hugged her body perfectly mashallah.

"Mashallah mara 7lo 3laik" 

"Y3ni a5tha?" She asked.

"Ee wallah yjnn mashallah" 

Her phone rang. 

"Aloo, hla Abdullah, ana m3 Haya, ee, La petite maison? Ok bnl7gkm hnak" 

"Yala nmshi?" 

"Ee uhma sbagona hnak, na5th taxi w nro7 shraych?" 

"Aklm elswag yjena" 

"Ee a7sn" 

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I think the moment my eyes met his I loved him all over again. 

Can't u see the pain in my eyes? It's all because of you.

All because of you that I'm terrified to fall in love again.

I don't want to experience this again cause it hurts so much. 

I wanted to cry. 

But I couldn't. 

I wanted to scream. 

But I couldn't. 

I wanted to hug him. 

But I didn't. 

He was all I dreamed of. 

9dg ma abi shy mn eldnia '3aira!

Haya he's fucking married now. 

5la9 ensi. 

How am I supposed to forget about him? 

I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.

Seeing him with her didn't only hurt! But it killed me. 

I'll always have a part of him inside me.

"Kaifk Hayoya?" He asked.

His voice echoed inside my head.

I got a flashback of when we were younger.

August 4 2009. 

I was 16. 

He was 20. 

"Can you add me bbm?" He asked.

"You're my cousin 3adi, what's your pin?" 

"27gs728f"

"Okk I added you! Esmi hayoya" 

"Ok hayoya" he laughed. 

And from that day he only calls me Hayoya w etha kan m39b haya

نرجع للواقع المر=)) 

"Kwaysa Abdu-llah enta kaifk?" I shrugged.

"B5air" he didn't even look me in the eye. 

"7bibti Noura wsh rayk gbl ma nrj3 elhotel a5thk ntmsha 7lo eljw" 

كيف قويت؟ 

وانا حتى عالبعد ماقوى..

I faked a smile. 

"Ee ok w Haya etha tbi tyi wyana" 

"La a9ln ana btfrj movie m3 a5wati w bokra etha tben tjen m3ana allah y7ayek" 

"Noura laish ma klti?" He asked.

"Kl hatha w ma aklt?" 

"Ee walah ma klti shy" 

"Ela bs ent 3glk mo m3ak madri shfek" she laughed.

Mom was looking at me. 

She understood. 

"Yala hayoya nmshi?" 

"Ee mama yala" 

"Akrmkum allah 7abebti" 

"Akrmk allah 5ala haifa" I said kissing her. 

"7yakm allah w 3ash mn shafkm" 

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"M3laish w kl shy 8esma w n9eeb" 

I cried. 

"Bs 7abebti enti bs!" Mom hugged me. 

Abdullah's P.O.V: 

I know I was harsh.