Chapter 4 Think twice-

Chapter 4

" you need to stop letting his words get to you, you're literally fuming?" Owais said grabbing the menu from me.

"Can we not talk about him for one day, one day only...not only can I not feel my legs but now every brain cell I own is fried.." I say punching him

"Okay, okay...don't kill me please...wheres Zamin when one needs protecting."

"if you don't shut up!"

"you'll what?"Omar said taking his seat across me. "finish the sentence now?"

" I would like to see your invite...I don't recall adding you onto the group chat," I said as I turned away

"I told him to come over," Owais said smirking.

"traitor..."

"sorry we late, my sister over here wanted to grab you guys something before we arrived and Saleema had to study," Zamin said taking his seat

"Study?

" did you tell her about you joining my sister abroad soon?"

"Dont stress her out, it's not easy studying engineering and ballet."

It's been a while since we've all sat down and spoke about life and just enjoyed good food with Zamins money of course. It's a pity that Saleema couldn't make it.

" so we all have a new friend I see?" Zamin asked

"Sorry, I didn't introduce him to you. This is my sensei and for some reason, Owais invited him over...and the reason for his grey hairs is because of his bad temper..." I replied grabbing the menu from his hands

" someone's full of remarks today, usually all I can hear is the panting from all your laziness after a single lap around the dojo."

"I think it's time you guys learn some table manners, not to mention that didn't sound appropriate at all sensei Omar..." Zakira said placing the food on the table.

The eye contact was intense, I think I've met my arch-nemesis. There's this theory in Islam, where souls that got along in the world of the souls get along well on this earth, and the souls that don't seem to click well didn't maintain any relationship with each other in the world of souls as well. I know what frustration feels like now I can't believe that I have to deal with him every single day, not to mention how annoying it is to wave only one hand around during an argument.

" thank you guys for behaving yourself, we'll depart so long. Don't forget Zamins tournament tomorrow,"zakira said leaving with Zamin

"yes, we shall be there," Owais said punching me as he ran off with Zakira and Zamin.

Wait till I get him.

"Please don't come over next time," I said turning towards him with a huge smile.

"why not?

"everyone else has no problem with it?"

" you know I was wrong about you, I thought you were a quiet saint. turns out you're a talkative attention seeker!" I pushed him leaving at the arrival of my private taxi, on my way to it the sign of an abandoned coffee shop came straight towards me. But, luckily I was pulled away just in time.

Into his arms, no one has ever risked their life to ensure my safety.

"Thank you..."

"your welcome...next time walk with your eyes open," he said dusting the both of us.

"I take it back..." I said sticking my tongue out at him as I entered the taxi.

I hope he didn't get hurt.

I had two months to go before I could remove my cast.

The next day I arrived late to class, you wouldn't blame me though, I felt like I were in the military having class on Sundays as well. He arrived dressed casually, a little pale...

" are you okay?" he said looking down, "did you get hurt last night?"

"I should be asking you that..." I replied as I walked up to him grabbing his arm.

A bandage wrapped around it but nothing major, "let's start class then."

I returned back to the ring and began practice. After 3 hours we were finally done, him still smelling like his bubble bath while I smelt like smelly socks.

" since the class is over can we talk?" I ask rushing towards him.

" it's childish to biker over everything I'm..." he said

"I did not come here to a biker with you okay, I'll do that some other day. I know about professionalism. I just wanted to ask if you'd join me for my friends' ballet show, my friends are too outspoken for this."

" and you think our bickering won't cause a ruckus..." he asked folding his arms, "especially being seated next to a big mouth like you."

"just be your quiet self it's not that difficult... it's as if you get mouth diarrhoea when you're near me...anywho just think about it Please."

" you owe me big time," he said taking his leave.

I think this was the first time since our confrontation that his actually being nice to me and we agreed to something. I sent him the digital ticket as well as the location followed by the date. It will be the first time I see my childhood friend saleema after she persuade her dream of becoming the white swan thingy. Maybe I should have invited Zamin instead...they do have a lot of catching up to do.

Saleema was very elegant, always smelt amazing...had the perfect figure too. I was similar to it just that my past careers required sweating and hard work so I looked more like a dishrag near her. I missed her terribly though It wasn't easy for me to be friends with girls growing up...I was just blessed to have kept her in my life.

"You still here, let's go get ice cream," Owais said

"I'm sorry but I don't eat ice cream from the hands of a snake."

"come on, it was just dinner. Besides, it was actually my intention to help you guys reconcile, it's not easy listening to the both of you whine about each other."

"so he talks about me behind my back now? Interesting."

"that's not what I said. Anyways if you want ice cream leave it on my tab and you guys just met a week ago this is childish ..."

" says the guy who literally acts like a maid to Zakira. If I were you I'd be concerned about that."

"whatever honestly, I'll call Zamin over instead."

"no, I booked Zamin..."

" Nice try, look who's walking towards you. Enjoy!" he said pushing me back

I toppled over someone with my eyes closed instinctively...opening my eyes I saw Omar hold onto me looking into my eyes.

"Let go!" I said before being dropped.

He dropped me

"Your welcome," he said before waiting for me to get up on my own

"What do you want?" I say rudely turning away

" you grabbed my car keys during our conversation..."

"oh, I didn't realize sorry," I say handing it to him

"you better be, so childish."

"wait I'm childish!"

"asalamualilikum!" he said running towards his car after tossing a plaster towards me...He really knew how to provoke me.