Her Love is Infinite - Chapter 8

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So it has been a while since I posted and it's about time I keep going. 
This is what I have in mind: a chapter every month as long as I'm getting feedback. Trust me you guys, the more feedback I get, the more excited and enthusiastic I get to write more and post more often. 

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Previously... 

Oh god, just the thought of seeing her made me happy

"You're kidding, right? After everything you've done for me? That's the least I can do. I'll be over tomorrow after school."

And that was it.

The rest of the day seemed to drag by so slowly. Time really is a bi**h, whenever you want it to go fast it takes forever and when you're having fun, SURPRISE it's fast. I managed to make it through the day and went to sleep praying to god to let me live for one more day just to see her face.

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                I’m in a corridor walking…. No running… I’m not sure but I’m moving towards a figure in the light but no matter how close I got, I couldn’t reach her. I reach out for her, asking her to take my hand but she wouldn’t move. It’s like I can read her mind and feel the fear she’s experiencing; she’s afraid she moves, loses her balance and we both fall in the endless hole. She was about to open her mouth when I jolted upright on my bed.  

The sound of the house door slamming shut woke me up and returned me back to reality. I turn my neck to the best of my ability and reach for my phone to check the time, hoping it would be around 2:30 P.M so I don’t have to wait too long until she comes over. I pressed the power button and it took a second for my eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness of the screen… Of course, I can never get what I want because it was eleven-damn-thirty A.M. I tried going back to sleep but that idea was useless because my stubborn brain decides it is too excited to go back to sleep.

                “10 hours of sleep...” I said to myself “not that bad.” I never was the type of person that could sleep for over 10 hours and envied those who could. I began to recall my dream and try to find the meaning behind the corridor, seeing her and the falling in the whole, but who am I kidding? I have no idea how to explain a dream so I give up on that idea too.

I glanced at my phone again and saw I had a message from Noura.

[10:45 A.M] Noura Al-X: English class…. I’m totally not jealous that you get to sit in bed all day while I suffer in class. >.>

I contemplated whether I should be evil about this or sweet…. EVIL IT IS!

[11: 34 AM] Fahad Al-X: Akkkh Noura, you don’t even know how comfortable this bed is…. Oh and waking up at 11  AM besides 6 AM…. SOOOOOOOO GOOOD! I bet you’re having fun, right?

 I couldn’t contain my laughter. I laughed so loud to the point where my mom came in thinking I was in pain.

“What’s wrong?!” she said worryingly.

“Ha? No nothing I was just laughing.” I tried replying with a straight face. Just before she walked out I called for her and decided it was now or never to ask her about Noura coming over to teach me what we took this week.

I put on my most innocent face and started, “Mama… so you remember the girl from the nurse’s office? Well… since I’m going to be absent for a week and will be missing out on so much stuff, she offered to copy the notes for me and come afterschool to give them to me and explain them to me.”

I tried to contain myself from smiling and turning red because my mom gave me the face she always does when I talk about a girl. She stood there quietly listening to what I was telling her but her facial expression shouted “Ooo do you like her?” It’s like she knew I was excited to see her but I wasn’t going to give her a chance to say no so I said what I was hoping would convince her; “You know, if she can’t come, then we’re going to have to pay for a tutor to come and teach me all my subjects for that week. Plus, he might not even know the methods used in class.” I knew just what to tell me mom when it comes to school. You see, she hates tutors. She’s completely convinced that if I got used to a tutor coming to teach me, I would end up depending on them and not on myself.

She gazed into my eyes for a split second and agreed to let her come over on two conditions: One, she has to be gone before my father gets home and two, I have to get up, give her a kiss and help keep her company in the kitchen.

                I pretended as if I was reconsidering it just to mess with her but the answer was obviously yes. She helped me up and held my hand walking down the stairs. The bruises still hurt like hell but I’m trying not to focus on them and distract my mind so I don’t feel the pain.

Once I got down, I opened up out chat and saw she replied 10 minutes ago.

[12:15 P.M] Noura Al-X: Heyyyyyyy ): Don’t make me jealous! We’re actually in Cinema Studies right now and we’re watching The Great Dictator. It’s a pretty funny movie with that silent comedian, Charlie-Something.

[12:26 P.M] Fahad Al-X: Okay okay Im sorry xD. Btw I spoke to my mom and she said you can come over afterschool but we have to be done by 6. Oh and by the way, his name is Charlie Chaplin. One of the best silent actors of the 20^th century.

As I was waiting for her to reply, I asked my mom what she was cooking, hoping it would spark a conversation that would help kill time. She showed me how I can make my own spaghetti sauce and even got me to help with making meatballs and frying them. I’m not going to lie, I actually enjoy spending time with my mother. She’s always nice to me and makes me feel like I matter. Sadly, our fun in the kitchen had to end when I got a message from Noura.

[2:36 P.M] Noura Al-X: Nerd. :’D That’s great! I just left school (blekh) and on my way home to change then come over. Send me your address.

I send her the address then with the help of my mom, I went into the dining room and waited for her to arrive. It wasn’t long until the doorbell rung and my nanny went to open it and show her to the dining table. My heart was beating so fast I was afraid it would be visible through my shirt. I was filled with a cocktail of emotions; happy, excited and most of all nervous.

I could hear her voice approaching the room. She turned the corner and walked into the room.

She smiled. I smiled. 

To be continued....