He put his arm around my shoulders and we walked toward his car. I was so shivering, I was so sick. I thought I would die there. Tears were pouring down his cheeks, and ashab pretended not to see. But he wasn't very good at it, and the white knuckles on his arms gave him away. He drove me home.
I Askhab
A-Fatima, go home.
I-I just ... ..
I SAID GO HOME.
I'm Askhab, I need to treat the wound, let's go
And It
I am For me. - mode a La cat from Shrek included. He looked at me incredulously and got out of the car without a word. And I was celebrating my little victory. I took his hand and led him home like a little boy. We sat down, and still he made no sound. I know that he was in pain, bleeding head, chest, hands, but he bravely endured
I-It's gonna hurt a little.
A-Fatim, come quickly
I moistened the cotton with the liquid and held it to the wound. It was not very deep, but quite pretty. Ashab sniffed softly, and so did I. It hurt with him.. My tears wouldn't stop..
I am everything..
A-Stop! Don't even think this is about you. Don't even think about it! Understand me?
I said nothing.
A— Mean Spirited
I smiled weakly to lighten the mood.
My gaze settled on his. He looked at me in silence, thinking about something. I allowed myself the luxury of looking at him closely, too. So close. As if our breath mingled, his scent of perfume and peppermint gum began to hang in the air... What happened next was what I feared most in the world.
He reached for my lips and touched them before I knew it.
I jerked back as if I'd been doused with boiling water, panic seeping through me.
I'm You... You.. Askhab...
I remember. We're just friends.
Walked around me and just walked out. I stayed where I was.
I just stood there. I was in such a shock that at first I did not catch up in my sleep? Or dreaming? My lips were burning and swollen. When I touched their hand as if this heat was transmitted and fingers.
I couldn't sleep last night, I thought about it. Thought what would happen to us? What will happen to our friendship? What about Aida?
And again before eyes his lips so close. I close my eyes-him. Open-he. Everywhere he.
What is happening to me?!
On behalf of ashab.
Please help me! I'm starting to go crazy. I can't stop thinking about that damn kiss. I don't want to, but I think! Thinking thinking thinking…
I do. And fear this desires. And fear obtain. And I'm afraid to lose because of it. I'm afraid everything will collapse. And the way it's never gonna be before. I hate myself for being afraid.
FUCK YOUR MOM. How could I forget her now? How do you stop thinking about this crazy woman? What have I done? Hoping, that I shall forget, that will pass, made as always. Thought one thing, say another, do at all dick knows that!
I close my eyes-her. Her lips are so soft, so soft. So gentle. And then her fright. Constraint.
(he grinned) you're a pest.
No, I need to talk to mom. I can't live with Aida. None of us deserve this. I must. She's mine. I feel like she's mine.
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From the author.
The guy sitting on his car, rushed to his mother ( I will remind you that Askhab to marry Hades because his mother felt bad when he said he wouldn't marry her *sorry for the tautology*)
The guy was inspired by his thoughts, he was sure that his mother would understand him, listen and agree. But life is not all like in fairy tales.
A-Mom! My mom, the guy got on his knees before the woman and kissed her hands
W-What's wrong with you today, son?
A-Mom, I fell in love
M— I said Aida you like — with a smile, the woman sang
Who said I fell in love with Aida?
Her smile faded as if it had never been there.
W-what does that mean?
To be continued...