No, I'm Not Muslim

C H A P T E R 1 - WAIT

*Please read the whole chapter, this story is different and will probably surprise you :)*

C H A P T E R    O N E 
wait

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Do you ever think about why you have some opinions? Why you take certain choices? Are these really  my opinions and choices? 

I do think that it has a lot to do with your culture, religion, how you are raised, where you were raised and so on but what if you have a huge dilemma and really don't know what to do?

I mean I –love – Leo, the six months we spent together were glorious. He always treated me well and respected the fact that I wasn't ready to sleep with him, yet here we are in his room half naked and kissing passionately. Like there is no tomorrow but that's the problem. There is tomorrow and there are consequences to everything I do.

"Sara, why are you so distracted?" Leo asks after pulling away from our kiss. I look into his beautiful brown eyes, there is a hint of green in his eyes that I love so. I start caressing his face up to his soft dark blond hair.

"Do you want to stop?" he asks carefully. I stand up from his bed and start walking in his room in only my bra and jeans.

I stop and look at him "maybe" I say smiling, slightly tilting my head to the left. Leo starts laughing "I love that about you, you're so unpredictable".

"So do you want to continue?" he winks and lays down on the side, his hand on his waist. Trying to 'seduce' me. I chuckle "wait I need to think".

I sit down and rest my head in my hand.

Do I want to have sex? Sex isn't a big deal, or maybe it is. Everyone makes it into a big deal but maybe it's just an overhyped thing. Maybe I need to try to find out? Hmm...

If my parents were here they would be very disappointed in me but this is about me, my choices and my life and not about them. Also... they never have to know.

What if I regret it later on, then what? I want my first time to be special. Is this considered special?

I look around Leo's messy room. It's nothing extravagant. He never liked to own much. There was a wooden double bed in the middle of his room, white curtains and a black desk I'm currently resting my arm and head on. No candles, no music, nothing romantic. Not that I'm really into these things but it would be still nice to have them there.

I stand up and look for my sweater.

"So I take it as a no?" I lightly nod as I put on my sweater.

"You are so beautiful, Sara" Leo embraces me, still shirtless. "Is it because you are muslim?"

"What? No?" I pull away and take a step back to see Leo's face. "Then why? I waited for so long, how long are exactly planning on letting me wait? Huh Sara? I have a needs you know" his face and eyes minutes ago looked at me as I was the most precious being on earth, now looked frustrated and angry. I sigh.

"I have needs too, Leo" His face lights up "then what are we waiting for?" he asks as he came closer

"not those kinds of needs idiot, but a need to wait and I need you to respect that" His smile immediately drops. He looks down to his bare feet and sighs again, this time it was longer, deeper. "Ok, I can do this. For how long?"

"As long as I need, maybe even until- if we get married" Leo head shoot up, he locks his eyes with mine "no", I gape "what?"

Leo's eyes are cold "no, I don't want to wait that long".