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Amira POV

It has been 2 week since the incident that happened. I ignored the video that was sent out to the whole school. Me and Mazin were getting closer than I wanted. Adam thought my revenge plan was a stupid idea, and that I shouldn't get closed to him. But me being stubborn I ignored him and put my plan in action.

My brothers weeding was within hours. Mother was going crazy, knowing her son will be getting married and leaving her, me on other hand couldn't be any happier. I was getting a new room, which Badar didn't make a fuss about it. Ahmeds former room was the hugest in our household.

I was recently helping mother with the food and peppering everything to take it down the the hall the wedding was going to be held at.

"Amira, is all that food going to be at the wedding?!" Badar asked sparks reaching his eyes due to the excitement

I chuckle ruffing his hair, nodding. He gives me a disapproving glare for touching his hair, walking away and trying to put his hair inn place; poor kid.

Being the braid maid  made me have butterflies in my stomach, even though I'm not the one getting married nor did I wish I were getting married. Imagine me getting married, the butterflies would have flew away, and I would be having elephants in my stomach stomping on me.

I don't know what was behind these feelings. Maybe  it was walking with Mazin when the groom and bride was leaving, or it was my aunts nagging me about getting married.

Either one I didn't like.

The weeding was all girls. Except when Ahmed will be getting his lovely wife. My family disliked mixed weddings. My mother that is was "inappropriate" to have two different genders being Muslim dancing and having fun; while the ladies hair was flowing on their backing swinging side to side.

I also couldn't wait to eat the baryani at the weeding. She literally make the best baryani.

"Hun, take these to the car, don't spill anything please be careful, also don't even think about eating anything," Mother hands me the baryani and on top of it was a punch of grilled chicken

Ugh, the food is mocking me, it's literally starting back at me ! Well I think so. Stupid weeding, making me wait on food!

I put the stack of food that mother gave me in the car. Where there was other types of food in there too.

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Music was blasting, kids were running around and some teenager girls were dancing. While the aunties were in the back chilling and talking which made me laugh.

Jasmine and the bridesmaids including me was
On the stage siting while people we dancing to the music. The stage was complete intricate for the braid and the groom. The scene was all pink. It was  Jasmine of course since she was the on that was getting married.

All the girls were doing a synchronized dance routines under us. The music was changed into Nasheeds now.

The Kosha we sat on was very comfortable. I almost slept.

"Amira get out of the grooms chair, they arriving now," Mother said

The grooms chair was highly comfortable, I was also in need of sleep. Since I was all up last night, getting ready. I was so close on sleeping with a henna that was just done last night.

I get up and find my seat next to Nabila. Not giving her any glances towards her.

They clear the way in order for the groom to come in.

My brother comes in his head down while others followed behind. Since this was all a girl Wedding my brother just wanted to come in and take Jasmine and head out. Well after a couple minutes.

Six other mans followed behind. One of them was Mazin which tell, and others were some cousins and a few friends of Ahmed.

After a minute passed by they slowly come up to be stage taking seats were they were placed at; just like we planned.

On the right side sat Jasmines and from there all the bridesmaids followed after, on the left say Ahmed and his groomsmen followed.

Ahmed and Jasmine held hand whisper here and there where the guest clapped out of joy.

Once we were all seated, drinks were passed. Sweet cordial drink made from fruits and flowers, which was severed chill and cold with famous glass  cups.

After drinking and some relatives come up on the stage congratulating the married couple. Takes pictures and laughter and throwing jokes. Ahmed get up also helping Jasmine up also, knowing it was time to leave.

After we let by groom and the bride walk a head of us we follow. Jasmines dress want that long for a way to carry it for her. The the bridesmaids and the groomsmen walk in a double line. With there partners they were a signed to.

Lucky me I get Mazin. Note the sarcasm.

Once we made it outside Jasmine and Ahmed wait for the final good byes to close families.

I was up to Jasmine who was literally in tears. Comforting her with a warm hug. One that mom used to give us one we were little kids each time we slept.

I rub her back smoothly.

"Aye everything it going be fine, Ahmed is a good guy, he wouldn't even hurt a fly," I said to her only for Ahmed to hear which he does; and gives me a "cut it off" face

I knew Jasmines wasn't cry on whether Ahmed will hurt her, but was cry leaving her family.

I mean c'mon who wouldn't cry. After all the years you lived with your family , and now settling in a house with your husband, might me a little too much for a person.

That why marriage is not in my future. Although I have to complete have my deen, and in order to do that I have to marry. Which wanna make me die in a pit.

"You better take care of her man," Mazin said to Ahmed

I wanted to tell him, my brother has a heart unlike you, but I kept to myself knowing I will just ruin things.

"Y'all better have food every time I come over, and don't even think about having and healthy food in the fridge when I come over," Badar said to Jasmine and Ahmed joking, well I think so

We all laugh, knowing  Badar to well. You should never play with his food and any demands dealing with food.

Jasmine pinches his cheeks, he mumbles "I'm trying to grow a beard for the ladies hands off," he swaps her hands away joking

Mother slaps on back of his head, hushing him up, due to his stupidity.

"The little fella is just like you, " Mazin said behind me

I only chuckle, we were some what similar.

We all gather in the limo, that will be taking us to the after party; which was only for the family member, and a few friends and relatives.

Jasmine and Ahmed wouldn't be there though, since they will be going to their new home. Dropped off by another limo.

We huddle in the limo, making our way home.

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We were dancing, and singing along with any Nasheeds that came on.

The aunties were watching us, some pointing towards us and laughing. I must admit my dapping was on point.

I could mostly dap to anything. I was addicted to it.

I stop the dancing after I feel to sweat. I feel eyes on my and looks only to see Nabila. Stalker much. I give her a fake smile and head to the kitchen.

How much hate does that girl have for me? Much hater does she have that I can keep calm from?

I was just a human being that had feeling. So if she was trying to tear me down, it will take more that hate to do that. Sure I may feel down, but I won't let her put me down, down so I can fail the plan.

"You  think you too much," I hear a familiar voice behind me, one I was trying  ignore for the night

I look behind me and look at Mazin.

"Thinking is all I got," I reply shrugging my shoulders

He comes closer, close enough that there was a space between us, a halal space I thought which made me laugh in my head.

"Than talk," he replied smirking

Oh that smirk, got damn it......

I shake my head from the haram thoughts. What was happening. What in the world was he doings to me.

"About what?" I confusingly asked

I didn't have anything else to say. The stare he was giving me was making the elephants in my stomach stomp. The butterflies stage was long gone.

"About your feelings, about me," He than comes closer

The elephants were making a fire in my stomach now.

"What about you?" I asked dumbly

"Do you have feeling for?, huh do you not have one feeling for me, hate or love witch one Amira? I can't hold the burning rage not know how you feel about me anymore," he chest was buffed up now

Like my answer will give him oxygen.

"I-I...." I stutter unfazed on what was happening

"What the bloody answer Amira?!" I can see the rage now

"Tell me you love, Amira say something!" He was so close now

And only us to in the kitchen, was more distracting. Other than the way he was saying my name each time now.

My hands were trembling. I was out of oxegen.

And we can only save each other, if only one of use said something.

"God damn it, Amira I love you!" He said looking at me

His gaze was shooting lasers.

And I knew it was this time, I could really set my plan in action, even though the elephants in my stomach were disagreeing on the plans.

But I used my mouth in stead of my brain, and said it "I love you too Mazin," only did I know I was the only one that was really going go get hurt later on

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For those who say I update slow, please now that I have a life, please know I was in Ramadan just like another Muslim person, I also don't update because it like no one is reading this book, no one comments as much at they used to, idk I lost readers due to my lack of update. I'm probably going to take down this book. And my other book. And I'm not saying this because I want you guys say "oh what no you book is great." Or "forget the haters" or anything that will make me feel good. I'm not pleased with the comments, there will be 1k view or 2 on a chapter and like about 20 people will comment. Like where happened to the others. No I'm not mad, I just wanted to let this out and let you guys know why I haven't been updating. I'm a 15 year old (again Im not saying just so you can say "oh wow your so young." Or "what?! Your 15!" ) I have family friends, I have a life I write when in sad, mad, or happy or just when I'm bored. I started writing when I was 12 (again I'm not bragging) I wanted to do something new, Walha I never new I will get and view ! So please do me your favor and cut me some slack. Also I noticed mostly you guys vote, as an author I want feed back on what I can work out and change. Again I'm not mad I'm just wanted to let you guys know how I felt ❤️ anyways lets move on...

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