Fear - Chapter 9

I was surprised.. to say the least.

As soon as I entered the house, Nasser was walking out of the kitchen, head buried in his chest while he quickly typed a message on his Samsung S3.

I was mind-blown to say the least.. It's been what? 3 years?

I stared a little, him not noticing me, until I felt a strong bump against my nose and a second later a crash on the ground.

I screamed a little "OW" and then looked at, my eyes are a little teary to see Nasser staring at me in shock.

Nasser: Uhh umm I'm, I'm so sorry!! Are you ok?

He spoke with a perfect American accent, his voice manlier than it was the last I heard of it.

I don't think he realized it was me.. Aaaaand I spoke too soon. Less than a minute later, his face turned a very light shade of red that was barely noticeable and he was Nasser again.

Nasser: Um. Ahlain Lama

He smiled a tight smile.

Nasser: Ana 6ale3, mnshook 3la 5air Inshallah.

Just like that, he was out of the door.

I stood there for a few minutes dumbfounded reminiscing the past. I was remembering Nasser and everything from the past..

I came back to reality after about 3-5 minutes, and just reluctantly made my way upstairs to Abdulaziz's room.

I went in there and threw myself on the sofa.

Abdulaziz: You saw him, didn't you?

I shot my head up and answered quickly.

Lama: When did he come back?

I stopped then started again.

Lama: Did you tell me to come here just to see him?

I stopped and then started again.

Lama: 5alas whatever, araw7 ya3ni?

I stopped. I was about to get ready again but instead I felt Abdulaziz's hands on my mouth stopping me from talking.

Abdulaziz: Oskoti ya5i, ma bt3rfi shi!

He took his hand off of my mouth and then carried me downstairs to the kitchen and put me on a stool.

I stayed silent until he came back from the living room with a bag of Burger King in his hands. Immediately, Nasser was out of my mind and the whopper that was about to arise the bag was so much more important!

Abdulaziz and I ate our burgers in silence until..

Abdulaziz: Hala2 ibtskti ha?

He smiled a smile like "I just owned you"!

I looked down at the pickle that was thrown at the wrapper, picked it up, stood up and pressed it against his forehead, twisting it.

Abdulaziz's face expression changed, the next thing I knew I was off the ground, and being rushed to the living room. 

I was screaming like a maniac and banging on his back to put me down, but Abdulaziz would never back down, of course; his ego too big.

Next off, I was thrown on the largest sofa they had but I didn't let go. I held on to his neck, causing him to fall with me. It was a mistake though, because he ended up on top me, both of us laughing and our breaths quick and short.