my name is Nouf (9)



" 3afwan, etha widich tig3ideen hnee o mista7ya, tara ana mashy…" he said politely. 

" laaa, la 3adii , ekhith ra7tik, ana elli mashya" I bit my lower lip; I was feeling guilty for some reason.

" khalas 3ayal etha bag3ad entai ba3ad ra7 tig3ideen" he said, looking determindely at my face. I stood there quiet for a moment, I thought about it quickly and decided that it won't hurt anybody if I stayed down here with him , it wasn't like I have something better to do. " sure" I said, forcing a weak smile.

 We walked side by side awkwardly,  he waited for me to sit on one of the wooden chairs facing the swimming pool before he joined me. I noticed he was so polite. I sat on the chair next to his, shuffled in my chair and moved it slightly away from his, he pretended not to notice and sat on the chair beside mine.

The atmosphere was blanketed with an awkward silence. I quickly searched in my head for a topic to bring up , only to be struck by the most beautiful picture I've ever seen. I didn't know if my mind was exagerating but I was so mesmerized by the man in the background picture of Sagir's laptop, by his eyes to be precise. His entire face was masked with a red shmagh, showing only his beautiful, dark black eyes. The man's eyes were so captivating that I couldn't keep my eyes away from the picture, his thick lashes colliding with his thick eyebrows, creating a beautiful mess, I finally noticed that he was holding a huge black hawk, a real hawk! and was standing in the dessert. He reminded me so much of the hot men they described in the arabic poetry I sometimes read about.

" wow" I said involuntarily, blushing a little.

"beautiful isn't he?" He asked, a sincere smile danced across his face.

 " who is he?" I asked, still looking at the picture.

" he's my favorite hawk!" He said excitedly. WHAT? oh...oh right, he was talking about the hawk, right. Does that mean...? I looked up at him, seeing his face for the first time. His eyes, similar to the ones in the picture, but darker and ...scarier. I shuddered, not sure why I felt so scared, I took a deep breath and looked away.

" are you okay?" he asked me, examining my face. 

 " yes! I'm fine" I coughed and rubbed my eyes, trying to understand what just happend. I must be very tired. 

"so sagir e7ib el sagir?" I asked him teasingly. He laughed, blushing a little. " shagoolich, 3ishgy el barr(dessert) , amoot 3la shai esma barr o chethi barr activities, tadreen enni gabil la ayey hnii kint emjabil el ghanam wil horses?" He grinned. that explained why he smelled bad at the airplane! He obviously was engaged in so many "barr activites" .

" ghareeba, hl sowalif mo chinha 3ateeja? barr, ghanam, 7aywanat?" I joked. " yes well, my grandfather is my best friend" He winked and I wasn't sure if he was joking.

" anyway Sagir, I think it's getting late, I better go get my dose of beauty sleep" I lied, I didn't want to sleep but I wasn't feeling very comfortable sitting with this stranger with the captivating eyes.  

" will I see you tommorow?" he asked, looking directly at my eyes. 

I was a little taken aback by his question but I recovered quickly. " why not? goodnight" I said. 

" good night Nouf"  

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once I was finally back at my hotel room I thought it was time I switch on my phone and start making some phone calls, I missed my parents and my two best friends so much, and I couldn't help but miss him the most. 

I reached for my phone, switched it on and opened my inbox to find five messages,with shaking hands I opened the only message that stole my attention, and read the two words that literally stopped my fragile heart. " feeni entay"

My name is Nouf (8)

I miss you readers!! why don't you comment like before anymore? :( is anyone even reading the story ? :O hellooo? hellooo? *waves*... *cries* I miss everyone! why did you all dissapear? bloggers and readers!! what happend to last year's bloggers? :'( they all have dissapeard! no one writes anymore! no one comments! everyone has deserted blogs and moved to the so called twitter! wai3, I hate it, its lame :( ... if anyone is still reading this blog please leave a comment saying I'm still into blogs! what happened to all the story writers? I remember how many were there! mashallaa I couldn't catch up! wain ri7taw? habba much? :/ moi za3lana....



part eight...

I wrapped my arms around myself and kept them there for a while. A sudden wave of embarrassment mixed with insecurity hit me right there and then. This stranger had witnessed the worst of me and I wished that this was the last time that I'll ever see him yet I had to express my gratitude for what he had done to me. Okay that wasn’t entirely the truth; I actually wanted to talk to him because for one I wanted to save what was left of my image as a sane person. I bet he thought I was a pathetic suicidal woman who lacked faith and talking to him might cure my…boredom.



I picked up the first cardigan my eyes laid on and draped it over my arm, not bothering actually wearing it. I was aware of how horrible I looked so I skipped looking at the mirror.


I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, picked up my hotel room's pass in key and left my junior suite.

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 The cold breeze stroked my bare face gently, sending shivers down my spine and making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. My exposed chest bones ached slightly and I buttoned up my cardigan hoping that I would warm up.

 

I walked slowly past the large swimming pool and paused for a moment. I could see him from where I stood. He was typing something on his laptop and looking completely distracted. that was when it suddenly hit me;coming here was the stupidest idea and I must turn back slowly before he noticed I was here.

 

I turned around and tiptoed my way back to the hotel, I didn’t want to make any noise fearing from him noticing me. I didn’t realize how wet the smooth ground was until my feet skidded; I fell over and landed hard on my butt.

No no no nooo this didn't just happened , oh dear lord why me?

Talk about embarrassment.

"Are you okay?" the stranger called out for me. My face started giving out a hundred shades of red and I wished that the ground would open up and swallow me whole! This couldn’t get any worse! Damn you Nouf for "thinking" of coming down here in the first place!

Oh god this was horribly embarrassing but I couldn’t show him how embarrassed and hurt I was, so I got up slowly, smoothed my pants with my fingers and my now all over the place hair.

"I'm fine" I smiled widely with fake confidence.

Ouch my butt hurt!

"Caution, wet floor" he said with full seriousness but I could see a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh that, I was just-"

 

"Testing the gravity?" he raised an eyebrow. He stood so tall, towering over me and I loathed it. I loathed him despite the fact that I didn't know him.

 

"Fine! 6i7t, so what?" I was getting furious; he cannot think what just happened was funny! It wasn’t! Okay, maybe a little if my butt didn't hurt so much!

"salamat" he said.

 

" allaah ysalmik" I muttered awkwardly, my face burned with embarrassment and I wasn’t so cold anymore. I wished my phone was with me so I could do what I usually did in awkward situations; pretending to text people.

 

"Sagir" he said.

 

"na3am?" I asked stupidly.

"My name is sagir, and yours?"

"Oh. its...Nouf"

"Nice to meet you Nouf" he smiled. The feeling is not mutual I thought.

"Look I'm sorry I interrupted whatever you were doing... I better head back to my room and…thank you for …um…what happened earlier today." I stuttered breathlessly. I turned around quickly to head my way back inside the hotel but was very surprised when I felt his hand on my shoulder.

"wait..."

oh crap! what did he want from me now?!

to be continued...

My name is Nouf (7)

I know it's been too long!! in my defense: I wanted to update earlier but my dear laptop died on me. here's part 7, I wrote it quickly and didnt have time to edit! so forgive any mistakes ;p, enjoy xx

Oww my head hurt, so badly. My chest ached so much! I felt nauseous and a horrible pain shot through my entire body. Brrr it's so cold! Get me a blanket my feet are freezing. Oh god I can't move them. I might get up and get me a warm blanket or…wait a second it's too dark in here.




I opened my eyes slowly and snapped them quickly shut. Oh god what happened to me? What the hell happened! Why was everything hurting! I was panicking; I didn’t know what really happened. Oh did I die? Wait a second I had a couple of painkillers and then…






Oh dear lord was I dead? I opened my eyes quickly again and looked around my surroundings. I was lying in a bed apparently in a hotel room! Was I dreaming? I smiled briefly for the thought. And then a silhouette of a man appeared in the dark interrupting my only hopeful thought.


I rubbed my eyes hard and rose up from the bed with great effort. Ouch, my head. He approached the bed and his face began showing. He was the weird guy from the plane. Oh crap, what the hell happened?!






"oh that explains why you're a creep! Are you the angel of death? Oh god esta'3ferallah" the words rushed from my mouth involuntarily.






His eyes bulged right out with astonishment and he opened his mouth to say something but changed his mind almost immediately. I trembled.


"No, I actually found you in…in the pool…I…I thought …" he looked down awkwardly ,unable to finish his sentence.


My eyes began tearing up and I couldn’t hold it any longer, it all came back to me, I drowned in that pool and if it wasn’t for this good man I would be dead. I gulped.


"I wasn’t trying t-to k-kill….myself" I sobbed. Tears were no longer welling at the corner of eyes.


"Is there something I could do?" he asked awkwardly. Sympathy filling his voice.






I covered my face with both my hands and started crying, it was so embarrassing, the whole situation was so sad and embarrassing and I wasn’t a big fan of myself at this very moment.






"Death in the family?" he asked.


That took me by surprise. I had no clue why he came up with that idea! I vigorously wiped my tears with my fingertips and sighed giving myself a chance to breathe. "Something like that" I mumbled.






"I'm sorry" he said awkwardly. He obviously wasn’t comfortable with the idea of a weeping girl in his hotel room. Suddenly his phone started ringing and vibrating. Saved by the bell, I thought.






"I'll have to…um…take the…" he waved the phone before my face awkwardly.






"Yes! Yes, sure" I blurted out. He smiled briefly and literally ran out of the room.








I sighed heavily and collapsed on his bed. " bada3tay Nouf bada3tay" I started crying again, this time in humiliation and shame, and because I could not help but feel so sorry for myself.






After that dreadful incident I rushed to my room, took a long, hot shower and wrapped myself in the hotel's fresh towels. I decided to stay in bed and never leave until I find a situation for what I'm going through, until I find a reason to leave bed.






I got a couple of text messages and missed calls from my beloved best friends shaikha and Noura who were obviously very worried about me. I couldn’t use my phone yet so I switched it off and threw it in my purse.






I rested my head against the soft, white pillow and sighed heavily. Who would've thought that the fun, bubbly Nouf would end up like this? Dumped and alone in a hotel room. That thought brought tears to my eyes. It seemed that all I did today was cry and…die.I was slowly losing myself.






I woke up shortly after that accidental nap, feeling disoriented. My head hurt and I was starving! I got out from bed and headed straight to the mini bar, I took a bag of salted peanuts, a redbull and a snickers bar.
 
 
I sat on the floor, in front of the enormous floor to ceiling window. I drew back the curtains and gazed out of the window while throwing a handful of peanuts in my mouth.
 
 
 There he was sitting in a chair beside the huge pool, rummaging through a small, black suitcase, with his laptop placed on the small table before him.
 
 
 
 
to be continued...