And He Created Them In Pairs

C H A P T E R 15

I stare at Ahmed's text and then at my dress. It's a fobby lenga. Of course. It doesn't even have sleeves and it has the widest V neck. I'm going to have to layer this up a lot. 

I respond with a rolly eyed emoji to Ahmed's text. I can't believe I have to go to that stupid party tomorrow. 

Ding.

Ahmed

why don't you put it on and show me ;)

Unbelievable. 

No. I respond.

Ahmed

Come on I'm your fiance. Show me a little something :)

What is wrong with this guy. I don't bother responding and get ready for bed.

Next morning

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"Lailaaa get up the party is today" I hear my mom yelling from downstairs. I groan and put my pillow over my head. This is going to be such a drag. I am not in the mood to see Ahmed especially after his dumb texts last night. What has gotten into him?

I check the time on my phone and it's 4pm. I overslept and now I have to get ready for the party. I pull out the dress Ahmed got me and add a jean jacket on top. My chest is still out so style my hijab down today to cover it. 

I head downstairs and find my family already getting into the car. We head off and my phone buzzes. 

Ahmed

Can't ignore me for much longer ... 

I leave him on read again. 

Once we get to the house, I hear a lot of chatter. They must've invited a lot of people. We enter the house and the house looks full of aunties and uncles as well as children running around. Typical desi party. 

I head towards the kitchen to find a quieter area to hangout and I'm pulled back before I get there. 
 

"Well well look who showed up." Ahmed smirks down at me, hand still grabbing my arm. 

"let go off me," I huff and pull away. 

"What's with the attitude" He questions. 

"I don't have an attitude" I mutter.

He raises an eyebrow. 

"Come on let's go upstairs, there's too many people here" He tells me. 

I don't want to be alone with him but I look around at the crowded hallway and decide it's my only option. We head up to a room and he lays down on the bed gesturing for me to sit down. I sit on the edge of the bed and take in the room. 

"So why didn't you reply to my text last night" He asks. 

"I'm not sending you nudes" I say shorty. 

He chuckles. 

"I wasn't asking you for nudes love, I just wanted to see what you looked like in the dress. I was going to see you today anyway, though I'd prefer it without the jacket" he says and playfully tugs at it. 

"Shut up" I roll my eyes.