What happened after?

Chapter 5

Diana's POV: 

At last he and his mum are gone, bet we weren't gonna hear of them again *I made such a fool of myself GOD*, I can change at last *thank god* as quickly as I can I changed my dress into my comfy navy tank top and black legging.

Threw myself on the bed and started listening to music as always -stupid love songs-.

Suddenly mum came barging in looked at me in -a what the hell are you wearing look-, looked at her and said "what mum? I heard his mum go out so I'm all clear". Looking at me again she said -or should I say screamed- "DIANA !! The boy's our side waiting for you."

I thought she was kidding so I said "Ya mum and he's got my glass slipper too", looking at me again she said "honey if you don't believe me go outside and see".

*oh god please say she's kidding I'm too tired* "mum look at what I'm wearing !!", she looked at Me and said "then go get dressed" and I gave her a -really look?- then she looked at me again and said "what you have will have to work, he's been waiting too long go".

*god I think she's not kidding* "okay mum only cause you want me to do 

this I'm gonna go", dad came into the room and said "honey he's been waiting for more that 5 mins it's rude".

So I asked dad "why's he back? What does he want?", dad looked at me and said "I don't know honey but I'll give you both 5 mins that's it + I'll be in my office if anything happened" as a daddy's girl I said "okay daddy, I'll see what he wants and go to sleep".

Putting on my black hoddie, going out to see what he wants *i hope he doesn't make fun of what I'm wearing*, going to the door I saw that it was a bit open so i opened it till the end thinking he might of gone home I was just about to do jumping jacks.

But then I saw he was waiting at the end of the stairs, looking down with his hands behind his back, he looked up as I amazingly opened the door and smiled.

*god why do I have such noticeable cheeks + my hair's tied up I can't hide them for god's sake* *okay Diana say something so you can go to sleep*.

Looking up at him I said "hey" *ya I know stupid but nothing else came to my mind*.

He smiled at me that one dimple smile *god that's so cute, cute Diana you know he's anything but cute you could say hot, sexy, seductive but no you came up with cute* *that's the first thing that came to my mind God !! + we should keep it official so no more cute stuff*.

As always I had to embarrass myself suddenly I saw a hand waving in my face, *what the hell?*.

Ma'an: "So....."

Me: "oh sorry I was too caught up in my thoughts, what was it you were saying?"

Ma'an: -chuckling "I was asking you how are you feeling?"

Me: -blushing- "I'm good, what about you?" -smiling-

Ma'an: "really good actually" -smiling-

Me: "happy to hear that, so....you wanted me?"

Ma'an: "oh Ya I'm really sorry but I forgot to give you these"

Me: *what did he forget to give me?* *i hope it's not another remark about me* looking up I saw he was holding these beautiful BEAUTIFUL flowers *god this is too much*

Ma'an: -smiling at me- "these are for you my lady" -handing it to me-

Me: "oh.....Mmm you really shouldn't have bothered" -blushing-

Ma'an: "it's nothing...." -still holding them- "you know it's kinda rude not excepting a gift"

Me: *oh god he's right + their so beautiful* -blushing-  took them from him slowly our fingers brushing each other, I quickly took them and mumbled a "thank you"

Ma'an: "your most welcome, I'm really sorry I took your time"

Me: "oh it's alright I should be saying thank you" -shyly smiling at him-

Ma'an "like I said it wasn't anything you deserve so much more"

Me: *huh? What does that mean* -looking at him questionably 'side look'-

Ma'an: "I mean a beautiful girl deserves like you deserves so much more"

Me: -blushing for the millionth time- "mmmm thank you" -smiling-

Ma'an: "no problem like I said, I'm really sorry for taking your time, good night Diana" -smiling 'that one dimple smile'-

Me: "oh no problem at all thank you again for these beautiful flowers, good night Ma'an + sweet dreams"

Ma'an: "goodbye Diana" -mumbling something along the way 'see you soon'

Me:"goodbye Ma'an, drive safely"

Ma'an: "will do" -smiling.

Looking at him jogging down the stairs, waiting for him to close the big door so I can close this door and go back up. Looking up he glanced at me and smiled before closing the door making me blush.

I closed the door, leaned against it smelling the flowers they were light pink and white so beautiful, regrinding my composer I went up the stairs to my bedroom.

Siting on my bed trying to think what happened about a minute ago? *i have never blushed so hard* *my cheeks hurt* -smiling- *it wasn't bad to feel like this*  Diana don't bring your hopes up, what do you have to make him like you? that's so right...it's heartbreaking but what can we do that's life he's too good for me.

At least I've got my pencil and notebook, writing some new poems I read this old one ever so quietly as if whispering 

"The love he has for her,

Has been cutting through these walls,

Shining all through the night,

Responding to all her calls,

Writing her name in white,

Filing the spaces in between her heart's hall,

The love he has for her soul, can never be controlled."

By the end of it I was crying, will I ever get that kind of love? With that last thought I went into to sleep with a heavy heart thinking will this be my start ?

-Aceel RD

@misscareful

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29-Sep-2014

Worth the wait

Chapter 4

Ma'an's POV:

After telling Yazeed's father my thanks, I went after Diana -felt like her personality's like princess Diana- looking for my mum and her's.

She was silent all the way to the living room, just looking at her flowing hair -Mshallah she looked so angelic- caught up in my thoughts I didn't know we reached the living room till I saw Diana disappear. 

Smiling at mum and Yazeed's mum,

Me: "mum we should go it's getting late"

Mum: *looking at her iphone shocked* "oh your right honey, we're so sorry Hana'a thank you so much for your hospitality".

Yazeed's mum -or Hana'a as mum said- : "you have don't have to say thank you, you know your welcome as long as you want"

Me : "Thanks so much auntie again, we should get going now"

Mum : "ya ya honey you can wait in the car, I'll just get my abayah"

Me : "okay mum, good night auntie"

Yazeed's mum -or Hana'a as mum said- : "good night son"

So I took that as my exit, I went to my car listening to the radio till mum comes out, as I saw her come out I looked at the backseat and saw the flowers I bought Diana.

Waited till mum was in the car, then I rushed to the back of the car and took out the flowers *i can't let them rot I need to give it to her*, looked at my mum "I'll be just a min" she started to protest but I just went up to the house *hope she's not sleeping*.

Pressing the door bell, her dad opened the door *isn't this embarrassing*

Yazeed's father: "oh son did you forget something?"

Me : "actually ya sir..."

Yazeed's father: "what is it son?"

Me: "I just need to see Diana for 5 mins please"

Yazeed's father: "son..."

Me: "just 5 mins then you can close the door"

Yazeed's father: "okay son 5 mins, let me call her for you"

Me: *god I'm so stupid now her dad's gonna think I'll do something bad to his girl* *stupid Ma'an, stupid you could've just left it for your mum but you couldn't could you, astagfr Allah*.

I'm getting nervous she took 10 mins, *maybe he stood you up Ma'an?* *no way he's not that kind of person* heard a noise so I looked up and thought *well that was worth the wait*.

-Aceel RD

@misscareful

27-Sep-2014

Trapped

Chapter 3

Diana's POV:

Forced to go back to the room with that boy knowing that he'll never be the one, he's too cute what would he like about little old me, I've got no beauty nothing.

So as I was at the door trying to calm down before I go in, trying not to embarrass myself again I checked my dress looked at my face.

Taking a deep breath I went in,  saw dad and 'him' whom I discovered's name was Ma'an talking.

It was so weird to see dad talk to a boy that was interested in me, looked up at dad silently asking where to sit, signing me to sit beside 'him'.

Sitting beside 'him' *god I need to stop calling him that* it was awkward on so many levels,

1-Being so close to a boy -that's not a relative- in front of your dad.

2-Knowing I'm being judged.

Looking at the floor feeling so so shy these was worst than before, hoping he'll talk so I can finish this quickly, change this dress into my comfy clothes.

As if he had heard my wishes, he started looking at me as if he was trying to make me look up at him.

Ma'an : *taking a sip of his juice* "Did you make this? It's delicious ".

Me : "No it's from the supermarket".

Ma'an : "oh...."

Me : "Do you make your juice at home?"

Ma'an : "No just thought maybe..."

Me : *trying to be cute not on me* *can he please just go*

Ma'an : "Mshallah your name's really beautiful"

Me : of course me being me I had to blush x10 more so I kept my head down covering my face with my hair . "Mmmm thank you, your name's beautiful too"

Ma'an : "your most welcome, dad named me after his BestFriend that passed away. Always proud to have that name"

Me : "oh I'm so sorry may he rest in peace, bet your doing that name justice". 

Ma'an : "You've got nothing to be sorry about, hope I am so you haven't told me who named you?"

Me : *looking at dad* "Well dad how about you tell him the story?"

Dad : "no honey it's okay I'd love for you to tell it, your such a great story teller"

Me : *mentally rolling my eyes* "Thanks dad, Ok mmmm i guess it's like a typical name story mum liked that name so she named me that the end."

Dad : *looked at me* "oh honey you know that's not the story, tell him the real one". 

Me : *screaming in my head GOD why does dad have to make this meeting longer* "Mmm okay so once upon a time their was this cute couple that had a little son who they loved so much, but the father wanted a little girl to call his princess praying day and night to god to bring him his princess. The next day his wife came to him telling him she was pregnant, from that day on every time the thought of his wife bringing him his princess he would put a smile on his face. The last months of his wife's pregnancy was really hard looking for perfect names for his princess, he said he'd call her "Malak" so she could be his princess but still his angel. When his little princess came he looked at her then to his wife smiling he said "I want to name her malak" but his wife didn't like it so she was nameless for a week and half, till her father said to his wife "how about we name her Diana? She'll be as elegant and beautiful as the princess." His wife agreed easily loving how it fitted her, the end"

Dad : *smiled at me* *mouthing 'princess'*

Me : *looking through my lashes to Ma'an he looked lost* *thinking oh my god he got bored* "Sorry it was so long..." "Mmm I'll shut up now" saying in a whisper.

Ma'an : "No no your truly a great story teller, are you a writer?"

Me : wondering *how did he know* "ya English poems, articles, quotes and novels"

Ma'an : "Mshallah that's amazing, so as a career do you wanna be a writer?"

Me : "I wish, If I ever got a chance I'll take it but I'll stick with my studies if that chance came I'll do it at the side"

Ma'an : "I'd love to read some of your writings one day"

Me : "inshallah when the times right"

Dad : "Okay kids it's getting late..."

Me : "DAD"

Dad : "what honey?"

Me : "we're not kids"

Ma'an : *chuckling*

Dad : "your still in my house aren't you?" "Then you are"

Me : "okay dad" in a whisper.

Ma'an : "of course sir, thanks for your time and the beautiful girl's time too"

Dad "our pleasure" "Diana take Ma'an to where your mum and his are sitting"

Me : "of course dad, this way"

Ma'an : "thanks again sir for all your time, inshallah next we'll meet on good terms".

I know you'll never choose me 

Heart bruise

You don't have to be confused

You've got nothing to lose.

-Aceel RD

@misscareful

20-Sep-2014

Meeting

Chapter 2

Diana's POV :

Trying not to drop the tray while walking, I hiked my dress up a bit so I wouldn't trip on it, waking slowing to the guest living room as I was about to open the door while my dress was hiked, mum opened the door and of course he the boy had to be sitting right in front of the door.

As always my luck sucks, first thing I did was look into his eyes, why did I do that? well I'm stupid I do these kind of things, he had that sparkle in them.

An amused look on his face, wondering why? Then he looked that the end of the dress, doing the same thing I saw that I was still holding up my dress dropping it straight away.

Like always my face had to betray me, my cheeks red as a tomato all I wanted to do is go back to my room and hide under my blanket but I can't mum will kill me if I even tried.

Acting like nothing happened going around the room with the tray handing out the drinks, from his mum to my my dad of course then it was 'his' turn, lowering myself so he could choose.

Looking at the ground waiting, of course the tray's not helping its bottom's a mirror that keep son showing my red cheeks, my back started hurting me so I looked up to his brown eyes then his face, he had that beautiful smile, blushing harder that before, oh god what now ? He took the strawberry glass as he was taking the glass he whispered "love your bunny slippers".

Shocked how the hell would he know I had bunny slippers, shamelessly I looked at my feet and saw that I was wearing them, I couldn't even look from the ground again, so I made a beeline to the kitchen.

As I reached the kitchen my hands started to shake, I hated it when that happens, my face looked so embarrassed, I just wanted to go to bed never see his face.

As I was going back to my room, I saw my mum and his come straight at me, trying to find an exit quickly, I couldn't find one so now I'm surrounded by his mum and mine. Oh yay- note the sarcasm-.

This feeling's sickening

This air's thickening

Feeling my hearing ripping

I know it's only the begging.

-Aceel RD

@misscareful

18-Sep-2014

Unexpected News

Chapter 1 

Diana's POV :

Imagine that day your mum calls you, thinking it was a simple request but it turns out to be a life changing call, telling you that a mother asked for a "rightful look" for her son.

So he could see you and decide whether you were good enough or not, so that evening after mum told me that news I couldn't stop thinking about all my flaws the way he's look at me, the discuss on his face, his mother's thoughts, all the bad things.

After all that thinking mum called saying him and his family's on the way and I had nothing to say, I was so nervous, shaky hands, goose bumps, I still haven't chosen what I wanted to wear so scared.

Somehow I got the courage to move and pick up an outfit, Long light pink three-quarter sleeve dress well fitted at the bust, flowing at the waist one of my favourite dresses.

I might as well wear one of favourite's that even if I get rejected i'll be crying in my favourite dress at least.

Decided to take a quick shower just in case they came early, so here I am in this hot water thinking how he would look, would you like me? what would his  personality be like?

Too caught up in my thoughts, I didn't hear mum banging the door asking me to hurry up, got out of the shower, wrapped the towel around my body another one around my hair, looking at myself in the mirror.

A typical Saudi girl, brown eyes, button nose, medium lips, round face looking at myself I said what would he like about me? I've got nothing…

Sighting I started on my make up -even though I don't like makeup I've got to put something on or else mum  will kill me- finished putting my mascara, blusher, lip gloss on.

I went back into the room, trying to think what I should do with my hair, took the towel off, started brushing it, getting annoyed like always, too long, too thick finishing looked at it in the mirror, i'll leave it as it's already straight so It won't look messed up.

Hearing the door bell ring, looking at myself I'm still in my towel, and quickly putting on my underwear, dress, flats on quickly.

Running through the house trying not to be late -cause it's so rude making people wait- as I was running, Our maid made me stop saying that mum's with the guests and that I should bring in the drinks.

"Running to her maybe future,

It was as straight as a ruler,

She need's a little bit of humor,

To make her looser,

She need's somebody to appreate all her features,

Not somebody that well treat her like a computer".

-Aceel RD

@misscareful

13-Sep-2014