Don't remember the storms,
remember the Rainbows.
~Unknown~

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Chap 2: Friends

Friends???

Caglar's P.O.V:

Her scream made me angry, was she crazy? I don't want to be rude so I decided to ignore her childish behaviour and started chat.
"Okay. Miss sorry for that, btw My name is Çağlar. I'm an artist. I live in Istanbul."

"I see, artist. You don't seem to be one. Artists are deep souls. Perhaps nice to meet you, once again My name is Fatin Zayed Malik and I'm a student."

"Well...nice to meet you too.
I know that I seemed more handsome to be an artist.
So... Miss Fatin. Where are you from?"
In answer of my statement she only rolled her eyes, but for question, before I could expect any answer she screamed again.

"What's the thing with you and the words "MISS, LADY, WOMEN"? Can't you talk without them? How many times should I tell you My name is Fatin. Only Fatin."
I think she have allergy from these words.

"Okay. So..... ONLY FATIN! Where are you from?" I asked while biting my smile back and emphasising only.

"I'm from Islamabad, Pakistan." She said while pulling draggers, which confirmed that my smile didn't go unnoticed and I wasn't sorry about that.

After exchanging of names and introduction, we started little chat.
She was from Islamabad, Pakistan. She was 22 years old and was here to settle down for a while.

When atmosphere become less tense, she started speaking nonstop about random stuff but most of it was Turkey and it clearly shows her passion, and believe me when I said nonstop, it meant nonstop. I think, She really was God gifted with that tongue which have ultra batteries because she kept on talking entire flight, which was of an hour. I wonder how people around her tolerate her.

Whatsoever, but the thing is that, she is a nice girl. She'll never let you get bored because she can talk about anything, according to my experience. In that one hour I got to know that the passenger on our right didn't belonged to business class. He faked his way here by faking an ankle injury according to Fatin as she saw him walking perfectly fine and buying the orthopaedic boot at airport shop and all sort of General knowledge stuff. Like duh! Name a topic and this lady will not know about it.

She seemed to be polite and friendly. I started to enjoy her company and loosen up. I wasn't that great at making friends. I am person of reserved nature. I don't have much friends neither I make a lot and don't like making new friends, but something about this girl, I don't know what is it, made me want to befriend her.
She talks a lot but her way of conversing was different. She speak fast but clearly and politely. Like when she talks, something about her bound listener to pay attention.

Her personality was simple yet elegant. She seems to be Loud and childish , but she was caring. As if she's hiding her true self under her fake laugh and happiness along with eyes filled with hope of something good coming in her way.

She was speaking something about the earthquake of 2005 in Pakistan, which bought vast destruction. She said that she was inspired by the Turkish Engineers Ufak Arsalan and Cenk who came to help their Muslim brothers and were killed during aftershock, and she really appreciate efforts of Turkish people.

She told me that she was student of Media Studies. She have done many part time jobs to get money for her trip to Turkey.
I was surprised by the love and obsession she had for Turkey.

When plane was about to land I did the thing which I least expected myself to do, I gave her my number and exchanged hers also.

"So.... Ummm...Friends?" Popping my left eyebrow, I asked her while extending my right hand towards her to shake.

"From my conclusions you are a good listener and you have great amount of patience to deal with me so Friends!!!!!" She stated while shaking my hand, her eyes twinkling and huge grin on her face.
Her words brought smile on my face too.

With that, we bid our good byes on account of a promise to meet again.

I watched her leave.

After necessities and finding my luggage I went to my apartment and headed straight towards my room. After taking a long shower, I changed into some comfortable tees and shorts and laid on my bed to get some sleep. While lying there I was thinking about her, I pick up my phone and opened her contact

~FATIN~
Her name, along with mine and her selfie which she took during flight, was gleaming on my phone's screen.

Oh. I forgot to  ask her about her hotel. Where was she staying?
Leaving this question to be asked later, when I'll call her I started recalling my ride with her.
Thinking about her I didn't realise that I was wearing a huge smile on my lips. Slowly my eyelids become heavier and I drifted into sleep.

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W/N:
Another update!!!!
Hope you guys enjoyed it.

Written: 03/06/2018
Edited: 04/12/22