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My heart cannot handle the way Angelo treats me.
He buys me gifts and compliments me whenever I'm feeling insecure like he can sense that I'm not okay but most importantly...
he makes me feel loved.
Being Angelo Russo's friend is a mistake because as we hang out more and more, my crush evolves.
I'm falling for him. I'm falling for a man whom I can never have.
A man whom my parents would never approve of even if he was Muslim. This may sound a bit problematic so let me elaborate. My parents want me to marry a Muslim Bengali man because if I did there would be no cultural differences between us. He and I would have grown up doing the same things. But if I were to marry an Italian man he may not eat the same food as me or dress in Bengali attire at parties. It would be a culture shock for him.
But Angelo Russo is not like the other men. If we were to get married he would embrace my culture. He would love it as if it was his own. But reality hits and I remember that he is not Muslim. There are no what's ifs.
We are strictly just friends.
✧:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
My favorite way of ending the night is finishing praying 'Isha and sitting on my Jai Namaz (prayer mat) talkingwithAllah SWT about my problems.
Today's topic is how to get rid of my crush on Angelo.
"Allah SWT, you are the almighty and you know what's best. I really need your help right now. I promise I'll never act upon my feelings about Angelo. I just- I don't know what to do. It has been a month and I've never had inappropriate feelings for him but I always seem to compare everyone to him. Angelo is amazing but I shouldn't feel this way towards him. Please help me get over this crush and find the real one for me. Ameen."
My phone starts ringing so I put the Jai Namaz back on my shelf and answer it.
It is Chasity. I see her posing next to the stove. "Look, I'm cooking!" She laughed evilly and I smile.
Chasity is not allowed anywhere near the stove at her house because she sets everything on fire. It's a very big part of her personality.
"Oh my gosh, were you praying? Did I interrupt you?!" She asks me, freaking out.
"No, no. Of course not. I just finished." I reply and she let out a breath.
"Good, good. Guess who's looking over my shoulder." Chas says, and I could hear a childish giggle.
"Hmm...is it Angelo?" I tease and see Chasity's 3-year-old niece Christy pop onto the screen.
