Girl Du`jour (Pt.3)

Amna ignored the call, and put her phone on silent. She tried to fall back into her deep sleep, but failed. Suddenly, flashbacks of her and 7amad were getting to her.

7amad, Amna's ex. Her first and last boyfriend. They were the perfect couple, they fitted like pieces of a puzzle. She adored him, and he adored her even more. 7amad would do anything for her, he would die for her. He thought it would go somewhere, but the most unfortunate happened. 7amad's parents arranged an engagement with one of his cousins after dating Amna for almost a year. She was devistated, and 7amad knew he had to put things off as soon as possible. He was forced into his engagement until he swore to his father he wouldn't talk to him again if he was to marry this girl. Of course, his parent's didn't know about him and Amna, and she had no clue he had put off the engagment, neither does she now.
7amad tried calling her a billion times after their break up, but Amna did the usual and ignored. After a couple of months 7amad went ot London to finish studying, and Amna had completely shut him out of her life and started fresh. No one knew they dated, and she wanted to keep it that way. Except her bestfriends, Al Dana and Noora.

Amna finally fell back to sleep and dreamt of the moments she had with 7amad. When he used to pick her up from school, and she used to pretend he was her brother. When they got into a fight, he sent large bouquets of roses to her driver to give them to her. When they used to sit on the beach for hours, just talking. The first thing he would do was kiss her forehead when he first saw her, and told her he never wanted to lose her. When Amna was cold, he would take off his oversized Kent jumper and make her wear it, and hug her so tight to warm her. Finally, when he promised he would be at her parent's doorstep asking for her hand.

She woke up to find a tear trickling down her cheek and landing on the palm of her soft hand. She hated remembering the oh so amazing memories of the days she was with 7amad. She promised herself once again she would never fall for any guy and have to go through all that misery of facing the truth.

After her shower, she did her make-up, slipped on her Rock&Republic skinny jeans, put on her ivory Burberry collared shirt, and wore her favourite brown leather Gucci boots with gold studs. Amna tied her hair into a messy bun, and braided the sides. Clipped on her favourite pair of clover Van cleef earrings. She was finally ready to go to her horse riding lesson.
Amna loved horse riding, every Saturday she would go have her private lesson. She messaged Al Dana and Noor telling them she was going to go Al Shaqab and later on she would meet up with them to have coffee.

2 hours passed, and Amna was already leaving Al Shaqab. She quickly put on her 3abaya, and threw her shela over her shoulder. She drove to Le Notre to find Noor's Escalade parked outside. She walked in turning her head from left to right trying to look for two girls that just didn't know how to blend in. She spotted Noor's bright, hot pink lipstick and Al Dana's light curley hair coming out from her shela. She couldn't help noticing the tremendous amount of guys staring at her either. Amna walked over to her table and sat down.

"Hey girls! Shlonkum?" She asked.
"We're great, inti shlonech? How was horse-riding?"
"It was fanatastic, today's lesson was the best."
"Can we have three slices of Strawberry cheesecake please?" Al Dana interrupted Amna.
"Anyways, you guys this weird number called me ems fil lail yemken 20 times, i recognize the number bs I don't know who it is. I think it might be -"

"AMOON?!?!" The girls turned around to hear the voice of the best guy on earth, 3li!

3li was Amna's bestfriend. They were bestfriends since Pre-K. He loved her like his own sister, she fonded him in the same way. She would talk about every problem of hers, and the best he would do was listen and comfort her. Amna cracked him up, and so did he. They were best friends for life and they both knew nothing can come between them.

"Omg! 3alooy? Mn zaman ma chifnak? Wainek, i5tifait mara wa7da?" Amna replied in suprise.
"Wallah, I went to London with my mum, 'cause she had a doctor's appointment. It was urgent. I'm sorry I didn't call or text or anything to tell you I was leaving."
"La 3ady, ishda3wa .." Amna noticed 3li's new aqquaintance standing beside him.
"Oh, god I forgot! This is 5aled, we've been friends for a while and I never got the chance to introduce you to him." He pushed 5aled towards her.
"5aled, this is Amna, the sweetest girl ever wallah!"
"Hey" .. "Hey" Amna repeated.

"Dayum, he's hot!" She could her Al Dana whispering to Noor.

"Anyways, bn5aleekum we have to go meet up with the other guys fil city, taboon shay?"
"Salamat galbek .." They replied.
3li and 5aled walked off. Amna watched them get into 3li's electric blue, H2 Hummer pickup. 5aled staring at her from outside the window until they drove off until she wasn't in sight.

"He's hot, he def. has a thing for you. Just date!" Noor shouted.
"Ishda5al! Awalan I just met him, thaniyan you girls know me I'm not looking for a boyfriend."

Amna's blackberry vibrated. She found a new message from the same number that called her last night.

"Halla Amoona, I hope you still have my number saved. I wouldn't be suprised if you don't, anyways this is 7amad. Can I call you tonight to have a serious conversation with you? Without you trying ot ignore me of course .." Amna read the message out loud.

"SHIT!" She thought ot herself, she really didn't want to have anything to do with him.
The girls remained silent.

"He better not be asking for you back .." Al Dana replied.