The American (A Forbidden Love Story)

I wake up to the sound of my phone calling the Adhan; I can't believe it's morning already. I get up to observe Fajr (morning) prayers and go back to sleep. I wake up a few hours later, dress up and go to the gym. I can't wait for this year to be over; I am finally going to be done with university. I am in my final year of studying software engineering at California State University, Fullerton.

I am done working out; I walk back to my room, to wake up my roommate to get ready for school. I have a lovely roommate who is a good friend of mine. We met three years ago when we both arrived at the university, and ever since then, we have been friends and roommates.

"Hey! Wake up" I say tapping her

"Do I have to go to school?" Khloe says still trying to get comfortable on her bed.

Khloe is a beautiful brunette with green eyes. She is the same height as me; we are both 5'6 feet tall. She has a light skin tone while I am dark-skinned with dark brown eyes. I have an oval face while she has a heart-shaped face. I am a Nigerian; I was born and raised there. She is American.

"Yes, you do, so get your lazy ass out of that bed and into the bathroom."

"Sometimes I hate you," She says getting up from the bed

"I love you too and don't waste time in the bathroom. I have an early morning class today. I can't be late."

"Fine I won't give birth in the bathroom like you always say I do," She says walking into the bathroom

"Thank you," I say chuckling at my joke

A few minutes after she finishes from the bathroom, I also take a bath and drive us both to school. I drive a black Mercedes Benz AMG GLE. We stop by a cafe to get coffee before going to school. I get an iced coffee for myself and white coffee for Khloe. I am about to take a sip of my coffee while walking out of the cafe, but it's not only a sip that comes out of the cup. Someone rudely hits my elbow, causing my coffee to spill all over me.

"Excuse me!" I say to the person who caused my coffee to spill and is also walking past me like nothing happened.

The person turns his feet from walking out the door and walks back to me. I am trying to clean the coffee stain off my shirt, so I don't know who this rude person is just yet. I lift my head to see who it is, and that is when I understand why the person did not care to say sorry.

"What!" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, has a solid build with deep grey eyes that are glaring at me right now, and a sharp jawline that I am sure can cut through anything.

"You hit me, which caused my coffee to spill all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious.

"So, what do you want me to do about it," He speaks like he has done nothing wrong

"You are supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone

"And why should I."

"Because that is what people with manners do."

"I know that, but you don't deserve sorry from me."

"Wow, really, and why is that."

"Because black bitches like you don't deserve it."

"I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say getting angry with his insults

"Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer to me. I don't say anything, but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I even expected him to say anything better. It is Ethan, after all.

I walk back to the car and drive home to change before going to school. I pray I don't see Ethan again today, but I know that won't be happening because we go to the same university and we study the same course. Ethan and I have disliked each other for the past three years going to four for only reasons Ethan knows.

I have never met someone like him in my entire life. This guy hates me so much that sometimes I wonder if I killed him in our past lives or something. The truth is that I could not even like him to begin with when we first met. I still remember our first encounter. I asked him to lift his bag from the only seat available in class so I could sit down. He said he does not want to sit beside a beast, so I should sit on the floor. I was so shocked and confused when he said that and had no clue why he behaved like that to me. The fact that it was our first time meeting made it more confusing. I tried confronting him and asking him if I did something wrong to him without knowing so I could apologize, but Ethan never wanted to settle. He always spoke rudely to me when I tried talking to him. So after I tried three times like Islam advice, I gave up and showed him who the real nasty, rude, ruthless woman I am. If he spoke rudely to me, I spoke back with the same tone. If he tried any nonsense with me, I gave it back to him head-on. I never wanted to dislike him, but he made me dislike him.

I get to class a bit late because I had to go back home to change. I step inside, and I see Ethan sitting down in all his glory, feeling like he is the most important person in the world right now. I look around for where to sit, and because I am late, all the good chairs are taken. The only seat available is the seat right in front of Ethan. I walk towards the chair, feeling his burning gaze following me. I am about to sit down when Ethan prevents me from sitting down.

"You can't sit here," Ethan says

"And why is that?"

"Because I don't want you to sit in front of me."

"Because you don't want me to," I hiss, and step forward to sit down, but Ethan gets up from his seat and blocks my path.

"You are not sitting down here," Ethan says glaring at me with so much anger

"Ethan, you are being childish right now, move so I can sit down," I don't understand why he is always behaving like this. Ethan is about to speak, but Mr. Jacob, our professor, talks and cuts him short.

"Mr. Mantone, please could you take your seat. The class is about to begin" Mr. Jacob says

Ethan slowly takes his seat while still glaring at me. I follow suit and sit down in front of him.

If not that this was the only seat left in class, I swear to God I would never sit here. Ethan's dark glares did not allow me to concentrate in class today. The angry dark aura coming off him was too much for me to handle. I was so close to standing up to leave, but I stayed because I can't let his problem of hating me affect my studies.

We are done with class for today, and we were given an assignment to be submitted by the end of next month. I walk from my seat over to the professor's desk to find out who my partner is. I am going to be doing the assignment with someone. I pray it's someone easy to work with and not lazy. While walking, someone roughly walks past me. I am not surprised about it once I see who it is. I don't understand why he can't just see me and not look for a way to annoy me.

"Sometimes I wonder if those two things you call eyes ever work because I doubt they do," I say voicing out my irritation for what he just did

"What did you just say?" Ethan says stopping dead on his tracks

"You heard me right, or do I need to repeat myself? Do your ears have a problem too."

"What are you trying to say? Are you saying I am blind and deaf?"

"I never said so, but if that's what you think is wrong with you, that's fine because a normal human being won't do what you did a few seconds ago."

"Dirt like you are meant to be pushed out of the way so; I did what every normal human being would do."

"What did you just say?" I say getting angry

"You heard me right because I am sure your ears do work, Beast," Ethan says, whispering in my ears before walking away.

God, I can't believe he called me dirt. Sometimes I wish I could beat Ethan up, but I know I can't. I just move the thought away and continue walking to the professor's desk.

"Good day sir," I say standing in front of the professor's desk

"Good day Miss Ibrahim, your partner is going to be Mr. Mantone," Mr. Jacob says, reading from a paper in his hands

"What! Please could you change it, sir?" I say in so much disbelief that among all the people in this class, Ethan had to be my partner.

"Sorry I can't do that."

"Why sir, please I am begging you, put me with anyone but him," I say pleading like my life depends on it

"I am sorry, Miss Ibrahim; you either work with Mr. Mantone or expect a zero for your assignment."

"Wow, alright sir, thank you," I say and walk out of the classroom. I can't believe I have to be partners with Ethan. I can already see my failure waving at me because there is no way on earth we are going to be able to work on an assignment together.

I spend the rest of my day going for different lectures before later driving back home. I walk into the living room and fall on the couch, hugging it like my life depends on it.

"Hello to you there," Khloe says, walking out of her bedroom.

"Hi, how was your day?"

"It was fine, and I can tell from the way you are hugging the couch yours was eventful."

"Yes, it was, and you won't believe what happened today."

"Tell me I am all ears."

"Out of all the people in my class, like literally out of everyone I have the same programming class with. Ethan had to be picked as my partner for my assignment today."

"Wow, I can already feel world war three about to happen because of that" Khloe says chuckling

"Why are you laughing? This is a serious matter" I say getting up to sit down

"I am laughing because I am imagining the two of you trying to work together, but end up tearing each other apart," Khloe says laughing

"I don't even see it working in any way. There is no way Ethan and I can be partners. I just have to find a way to make Mr. Jacob change my partner."

"I pray he does because there is no way you guys are going to get that assignment done with the bad blood between both of you."

"I know, but anyways how is your car. Are they done fixing it?"

"Yeah it's all fixed, that's why you did not have to pick me up today."

"Oh, alright, that's good, and please excuse me while I go and take a shower and observe my prayers after."

"Alright, and while you are praying, make sure to pray about your assignment."

"Trust me I will," I say walking into the bathroom

Today is another bright day, I did my morning routine, and I am on my way to class when the almighty annoying Ethan stops me on the way.

"Thank God I caught you before class. I want to talk to you."

"What do you want this early morning," I say and take a bite of my doughnut and sip a little of my coffee

"You know Mr Jacob made us partners for the assignment. And you also know that there is no where on this earth, you and I can work together. I rather eat shit than work together with you" Ethan says with a lot of disgust on his face

"The same goes here; I rather work with a mad man than work with you," I say with the same disgust all over my face. I know I hit a nerve by comparing him to a mad man, which was what I was aiming for.

"I will pretend I did not hear you compare me to a mad man and say what I came here to say. We both need to meet Mr. Jacob after class and convince him to change us as partners."

"As much as I don't like to agree to anything you say, I can agree with you this time. Maybe if Mr. Jacob sees how we both don't want to work together, he might agree to change us as partners."

"Yes, so after class stay behind so we could talk to him."

"Sure, no problem," I am about to take a bite of my doughnut when Ethan roughly walks past me, causing it to fall

"ETHAN!!!!" I say, screaming his name while he walks away chuckling. I can't believe Mr. Jacob thinks someone like him and I can work together, It's impossible.

"If I did not know better, I would think you are screaming his name because you love him," Khloe says, walking towards me with her boyfriend's arms around her waist.

"We both know that is impossible," I say looking at my poor doughnut on the floor while I plan Ethan's death in my head

"Hi, Adina" Khloe's boyfriend's Marcus says. Marcus is 6 feet tall, has a lean build, deep sea blue eyes and brown hair.

Marcus is someone I don't fancy too well. I believe he is cheating on my friend, but she does not believe me because she thinks he is faithful to her. And I am not just assuming he is, I almost caught him one time, but he lied the lady was his cousin. But I know that lady could not have been his cousin with the way he was all over her. I told Khloe about it as every good friend should, but because of the way she is in love with him, she did not believe my words over his. But I also don't blame her for not believing me, because who knows, I might have been lying to her. I might be jealous and want to steal him from her or ruin her happiness, but unfortunately, that is not the case here. I just pray with time she will catch him one day and leave him

"Hello Marcus," I say trying my best to hide my irritation towards him

"How are you doing?" He says

"I am doing fine and you."

"I am doing great also."

"Yep, I know that, but I have to say whatever you guys were talking about, it seemed like you guys spoke to each other for the first time like normal human beings," Khloe says

"Funny enough I think you are right," I say recalling Ethan, and I just agreed to something for the first time, which seems weird now that I think of it.

"Yeah you guys did, and I think you guys as partners for your assignment might bring an end to you guys' feud."

"I don't think so and In Shaa Allah hopefully by the end of today we won't be partners again."

"Really, that's good then."

"I pray so."

"Alright then I wish you all the best in your classes, see you when you get back," Khloe says hugging me

"Bye see you later," I say hugging her back before she walks away

I walk to class and have a good day because I was not sitting close to someone, Alhamdulillah. But unfortunately, I have to meet up with that annoying person after lectures. We both wait for class to be over before walking over to the professors' table.

"Good day, sir, please, we would like to speak to you," Ethan and I say at the same time.

"Why are you repeating what I am saying," We both say at the same time again while glaring at one another.

"You should stop," We both say,

"No, you should stop," We say,

"Both of you shut it," Mr. Jacob says,

"I know both of you are here to tell me how both of you can't work together, but I don't care. All I know is I expect an assignment from Mr Mantone and Miss Ibrahim by the end of next month."

"Mr. Jacob there is no way Adina and I can work together. It's like asking a predator and prey to work together" Ethan says

"That is not true because, in Zootopia, the predator and prey did work together. So leave, the both of you" Mr. Jacob says stunting us with his reply

"Please, sir, we need you to reconsider. You are practically asking for the impossible," I say pleading with him to change Ethan as my partner

"No, I am not, and if both of you want me to subtract five marks from the assignment that has not even started. Keep standing in front of me when I am done speaking" Mr Jacob says. I am about to open my mouth, but I see him carry his pen, and I close my mouth back.

Ethan and I walk out of the classroom, both thinking in God's name how we are going to work together.

"Fine, since we have to work together to get this assignment done, we will."

"Yeah, and we could talk about what we are going to do later today after school," I say agreeing with him, which is something I don't do regularly, but what can I do when I don't want to fail my final assignment.

"Today can't do, I am throwing a party tonight."

"What about tomorrow?"

"Recovering from a hangover."

"What about on Sunday," I say starting to get irritated with his excuses

"Sunday could work, what time?"

"2 is fine with me, how about you."

"It's fine with me also."

"Alright," I say feeling a bit awkward to have a civil conversation with Ethan

"Yeah," Ethan says

"Bye," We both say and quickly walk away. I can't believe having a normal conversation made both of us feel awkward. What a weird conversation that was?

I spend the rest of my day attending classes. It's basically what I do every weekday of the week. I walk out of my department building, and into my car and drive home.

I got back home a few hours ago. I prayed, ate and was sleeping before the cries of my roommate woke me up. I walk out of my bedroom to find out what's wrong.

"Khloe what's the problem, why are you crying?" I say rubbing her back in a smooth motion to calm her down

"It's Marcus; we fought," Khloe says in between tears

"Oh, dear, what happened," I say, turning her around to face me, but she quickly turns away. I notice she is hiding something from me

"Khloe lift your hair," I say with a lot of anger building up, because if it's what I suspect I don't know what I will do to Marcus.

"There is nothing on my face," Khloe says standing up and walks a few feet's away from me

"I never said there was anything, show me your face," I say standing up myself while crossing my hands over my chest and tapping my feet vigorously. Khloe hesitates for a while but slowly lifts her hair. I don't even know when the tears start falling, but I feel them rolling down my face.

"Oh my God, look at what he did to you. Please tell me you are never going to see him again" I say looking at the big bruise on her face

"I don't know Adina, I love him, but I can't just overlook this."

"You can never go back to him after this; he hurt you."

"I don't know Adina."

"I won't allow you to ever go back to him, and come here let me see your face properly."

"Please be careful, it still hurts," Khloe says, sitting down on the couch, while I take a good look at her face. There is a big purple bruise forming on her right cheek.

"Oh my God, this is bad. Sorry, I am sure it hurts. Just sit down while I get you some ice" I say, and walk to the kitchen.

I come back from the kitchen with ice and try to touch Khloe's face, but she runs away

"Why are you running?" I say laughing at her behaviour

"It's going to hurt me."

"If I don't put ice on it today, it would look worst tomorrow."

"But......" Khloe says trying to come up with an excuse but fails

"Come and sit down. I promise to be gentle."

"Really,?" Khloe says finally walking back to the couch

"Yes, I promise."

"Please be careful," Khloe says bringing her face forward

"I will," I say, and gently place the ice on her face.

Khloe screams in pain and tries to run away, but I hold her in place and reduce the bruise on her face. I just pray she never goes back to Marcus, because it might only be a small bruise on her face today, but tomorrow it might be more.

Sunday came faster than I wanted it to, because of two reasons. One, my weekend is over, and secondly, because I am meeting up with Ethan later today. I can't picture us working together in any way; It just seems impossible.

I am currently getting ready to meet up with him at the school library. I leave the house a bit earlier than 2:00 p.m. because I want to get some work done before he comes. While studying, out of nowhere someone comes and pulls the chair in front of me and takes a seat.

"Good day to you too," I say, lifting my head from my book. I knew it was Ethan the minute his lovely intoxicating perfume filled my nostrils. I actually like the fragrance he uses.

"I didn't say hi," Ethan says in an irritated tone

"Whatever, the sooner we begin, the better for both of us," I say closing my book and open the notepad I would be using to write down essential things for our assignment.

"The same goes here, let's begin," Ethan says, rubbing his palms together while he gets ready for us to start.

"So, I thought since it's our final assignment we could make an app or website for children," I say stating out my idea

"What I have in mind is different. I want us to make our own search engine" Ethan says totally not on the same ground as I.

"We shouldn't make a search engine. They are so many in the world" I say not liking his idea

"And they are so many children's apps and websites out there too"

"That's also true, but we both know that almost every app, website or type of search engine has been created out there. So if we are going to make anything, it has to be unique in its own way."

"I agree with you, but I am not doing an app or website because you said so. We are going to do something I say we will."

"And why would I do something just because you say so. If I remember correctly, it's called a joined assignment. Nobody is the leader here, so we are going to pick something both of us agree on" I say getting annoyed with his reasoning

"Fine and I don't like the fact that you are always right."

"Deal with it," I say smirking

For the past four hours, Ethan and I have gone back and forth on what to do for our assignment. We have not decided on what we are going to do, and I am already tired of fighting him about everything he says. He is making the assignment all about him, and I can't allow that. I know there are a few times I also did that, but I had to because he was being self-centred. He practically did not agree with anything I said because I said it out of my mouth. I am so frustrated right now. I don't even know how I am going to cope working on this assignment when we can't even decide on a single thing for it.

It's been two weeks since Ethan and I started working together or rather tried to work together with no progress. We still have not settled on anything for the assignment, and I have can't believe it's due in two weeks. I just finished performing Dhuhr (Afternoon) prayer, and I am getting ready for class. I did not have lectures in the morning; that's why I am still at home. I put on my outfit, which consists of a black crop sweater with green plaid pants and black ankle boots. I am about to step out of the house when I receive a call from one of my loved ones.

"As salamu alaykum" My elder brother, Usman says once I answer his call. Usman is 6'1 feet's tall, has a solid build, with dark brown eyes, has a tan skin tone that he gets from my dad while I got my dark skin tone from my mom. My brother is a very handsome man.

"Wa alaykumu salam."

"How are you doing sis," Usman says smiling

"Am doing great, and you."

"I am also doing great. I wanted to inform you I will be coming to California next week. I hope you will have time to spare for your brother."

"I will always have time to spare for you, if you are coming with my amazing nephew," I miss my nephew dearly. Usman is married with a child.

"I knew you were going to say that, because it's only my son you care about, and he won't be able to come with me."

"I have cared about you enough. It's time I pass the love to your son, and why won't he be able to come with you."

"Because I would be going to school, auntie," My handsome nephew says, coming into my line of view. Hassan is three years old and has his mother's features and looks cute as ever. He has the same fair skin tone as her, beautiful big brown eyes and the same round face. He is the cutest three years old out there to me.

"Oh, that's sad my cutie pie, but how are you doing?"

"I am doing great auntie. You need to see all the things I have coloured" He says showing me his textbooks with drawings and his excellent colouring skills

"They are so beautiful, my love."

"Thank you, auntie; mummy said the same thing too," He says with a beautiful bright smile on his face

"Really, is mummy close by so I could say hi to her?"

"I am here, Adina; how are you doing?" My sister-in-law says, coming into my line of view. Amina is fair-skinned, 5'6 feet tall and has a beautiful heart.

"Don't ask me how I am doing. Go and reply to my messages" I say to my best friend. Amina and I went to the same secondary school and have been best friends ever since. Marrying my elder brother only brought us closer than ever.

"You know the reason I have not replied to your messages is because of these two boys in my life. They are keeping me preoccupied" Amina says, and I am about to reply when my brother cuts me short

"You guys can continue your conversation later. I did not call Adina for you guys to talk" Usman says taking back his phone from his wife

"You know I could simply end the call with you and call her."

"I know you can, but don't try it."

"Better for you," I say smiling

"I don't blame you, but anyway as I was saying, I am coming to California next week In Shaa Allah, so be expecting me,"

"Alright I will, bye, and see you next week In Shaa Allah," I say and end the call after he says, Ameen

I walk outside into my car and drive to school. I arrive at the university, and on my way to class; I am stopped in the hallway by Ethan. I see Ethan's face every single day, and I don't like it one bit.

"Good afternoon, how may I be of help," I say wanting to know what he wants quickly

"Meet me today at the cafe by 6 p.m."

"And why should I do that."

"Because I said so."

"Because you said so, who are you to tell me what to do without reason."

"Can't you do something I say without asking why?" Ethan says sounding irritated

"No, so tell me why."

"I want to discuss something about our assignment, so meet me there on time, 6.p.m sharp," Ethan says and walks away, not caring to know if I would be able to make it or not. Alhamdulillah, I don't have anything planned by that time. I walk to my first class of the day and drown myself in knowledge.

I just finished having my last lecture for the day. I am about to walk out of the classroom when Mr Jacob calls Ethan and me to his desk. The question he asks both of us is the question I was praying dearly he won't ask, but I knew it was coming anyway.

"So, how is the assignment coming up," Mr Jacob says

"It's going wonderful," I say with a fake smile while Ethan just nods his head because we both know it's far from wonderful.

"That's good, so what are you guys working on."

"A search engine," I say what Ethan wanted us to do last time. So it would be the same thing he would say, but he said something different

"An app," Ethan says what I wanted us to do which I was not expecting him to say. There is no way Mr Jacob is not going to find out we have not started our assignment.

"Wow I can really see how the assignment is going wonderful," Mr Jacob says

"Sir, we have not started anything yet, but I promise you by the ending of the month. We will have something mind-blowing for you" Ethan says with so much confidence in his voice like he already has something planned which I know nothing about.

"Yes, sir, we promise," I say going with the flow because even though Ethan might just be talking without having any idea. We still need to come up with something great and fast.

"Alright, I will be waiting. You can leave" Mr Jacob says

I am back home after a short day of classes. I just finished praying Asr (Mid-Afternoon) prayer. I am trying to get some assignment done before I meet up with Ethan at the cafe later. It's 5:40p.m. I leave the house and drive to the cafe.

I arrive after a few minutes of driving. I park my car and walk inside to find Ethan. I don't have to look hard because even though the cafe is pack with people. I can still spot Ethan out even with my eyes closed. His pitch-black hair and broad shoulders will always give him out. In a way, you could say he is handsome, but I won't admire him. Even though admiring a guy is Haram (Sinful) in Islam. I still won't admire him because of how much I dislike his rude attitude. I walk over to the table he is sitting at to find him talking to someone. They see me approaching and stop talking.

"Good thing you came on time," Ethan says looking at his wristwatch while I take my seat

"What would you have done if I came late," I say, taking a sit in front of Ethan, and another guy who I am yet to know who he is. He has brown hair; a lean body build and wears glasses.

"You wouldn't want to know," Ethan says with a deep edge to his voice that I won't lie, gave me shivers.

"Okay so why am I here," I say changing the topic

"This is my friend Sam. Sam meet whoever she is or whatever her name is, I don't care," Ethan says with total disgust in his voice for me. Something I am used to by now

"Hi my name is Adina and please don't mind our behaviour around one another, it's nice to meet you," I say smiling

"It's nice to meet you too, and I must say you are a rare beauty," Sam says smiling

"Thank you," I say smiling at his compliment, but it's short-lived once Ethan speaks

"You mean rare beast because that is what she is," Ethan says with a lot of disgust and hatred

"Please tell me how it is bothering you that he complimented me," I say finding it annoying that Ethan hates the fact I was called beautiful. Please, someone should tell me how that is his business?

"It is bothering me because I don't like it that such a nice word like beautiful is used for a beast like you."

"First of all, I am not a beast. Secondly, when the word beautiful is used to describe my features. It's none of your business" I say irritated with his behaviour. Ethan is about to speak, but Sam cuts him short

"I think that's enough between the both of you. We came here to talk about business, not to fight. So both of you should get yourselves together" Sam says to both of us like we are two kids fighting for a toy. A good minute of silence passes before Ethan speaks up.

"Sam and I are making a laptop, and I was thinking we could make an operating system for it, for our assignment," Ethan says, and I am totally dumbstruck by what I hear. I have heard that Ethan is smart, but I did not know he was this smart.

"Wow, that's wonderful guys," I say not filtering my expressions about Ethan's accomplishment. I don't see anything in hiding it because it won't do me anything to say beautiful things about him. That is also one of the differences between Ethan and me. I speak the truth to him all the time even if it means complimenting him, but, Ethan would never do the same.

"I know, you don't have to tell me," Ethan says nonchalantly. 'I wonder why I even complimented him' I say to myself while rolling my eyes

"Thank you, Adina," Sam says smiling

"You are welcome," I say, smiling back at Sam. Sam is actually a nice person, too bad he has a friend like Ethan.

"So are you in or not," Ethan says

"Of course I am in, so when do we start," I say feeling excited to have something to do for our assignment finally.

"We start tomorrow after our last classes," Ethan says

"That's fine with me."

"Alright since that's settled, I will leave you guys to it, and hopefully by the end of the month we will have an operating system like no other before," Sam says and gets up from his seat to leave

"In Shaa Allah, we will, and see you again soon."

"Bye my beautiful black beauty," Sam says and winks at me before leaving

"Bye," I say smiling

"Give me your phone," Ethan says once Sam walks away

"Why?" I ask confused

"Because I want to add my phone number to your phone."

"Why would you want to do that?" I say getting more confused with his words

"Why does anyone have anyone's number?" Ethan says sounding frustrated

"Because they want to be able to communicate with the person," I say not understanding how this question answers mine

"So you actually have a brain, then why are you asking stupid questions. Give me your phone" Ethan says and takes my phone from my hand

"Give me my phone back, and for once in your life can't you answer me like a normal human being and not insult me," I say trying to get my phone out of his hand, but he stops me with his other hand. I give up and allow him to put his number, right after he uses my Face ID to unlock it.

"No, I can't because you are a beast, and since I must say it out for you, I will. I want to give you my number so that we can communicate while doing our assignment."

"Oh"

"Thank God your brain was able to process that and here. I will call you and tell you what time we should meet tomorrow" Ethan says, handing me back my phone.

"Alright, but I did not give you my number. So how are you going to call me."

"Check your call log, and you would understand how," Ethan says and walks away before I even unlock my phone. I have never met someone who can't just say things straight out. He is always talking to me like I am sharing his mind with him and knows what he is thinking. Such a frustrating guy he is.