Louis grabs my hand and gives me another charming smile, "It's okay, love!"
I nearly make a jump to hug him tightly because I know I might never get this chance ever again. But as soon as I start to fall on him, he fades away like fog and the soft red background turns to black as I hit it with my face! "Whoah!" I strike my head up, realizing four facts-
1. I'm in my bedroom
2. I fell down from my bed
3. I'm fully awake
4. That gorgeous smile was just a dream that will never come true
I decide to get up and get ready for school even though I've got about 40 minutes for the alarm to go off. I go into the bathroom, deciding to take a shower. While taking off my clothes, the same thoughts move around my mind as I talk to myself, "It's 5:50, an unusual time for me to wake up, or even take a bath. But Louis wakes up at 2 PM, which is a good time to sit in the bathtub and-- no, he prefers the shower. Anyways, so after he gets up, does he brush his teeth, or bathe? Obviously both!... so he takes off his clothes-- what clothes? He sleeps naked, or at most, wearing his boxers.. Oh..." And I get stuck there. A picture of shirtless Louis Tomlinson hovers in my head without any wish to leave.
While washing my face, I glance at the mirror, and see that my face has grown as red as a tomato!
After coming out of the bathroom with Louis' bright smile still in my mind, I - What?! It's only 6:10? that was half the time of my shortest shower time till record! How will I spend my time now?
TING!
What the? - Oh, new notification... from Amino? Oooh, Louis Tomlinson Amino... What could it be?
New post?
Hot news?
Fan projects?
Public chatrooms?
I make guesses while picking out what to wear for school. I unplug the charger from my laptop (yes, I'm allowed to use a laptop, as well as a phone, at the age of 14), which I'm surprised didn't burst because of downloading 104 songs, updating 6 different softwares, and charging at the same time. I check the notif. Oh, It's a text from Sally.
No, Sally's not a Directioner fan girl, but actually a Directioner fan boy.
Yep. "Sally" is a guy... A gay guy.
And "Sally", because his account name is Salazar Tomlinson.
We chat a lot, because we both are Directioners; and mainly because Sally is the only person I've ever felt comfortable talking to on social media.
I check his text - "U up, sleepy head?"
So I send him a reply.
- Am I ever up this R-ly, dummy head?
- No
- Then what made u think I'd B now?
- ...UR reply?
- Duh!
- Duh!
- So?
- U ans. that
- Huh?
- What's D imagine today?
- Shirtless Tommo
- Oh me! Blushed?
- "Ov'vi-ously"!.... U?
- Danny Tommo
- Aaaaaahhhh!!!! Fookin' cutie!!!
- Nah, weirdo
- Nah, me Boo's Olways cute!
He sends me a picture of tired Louis, just up from bed.
- Now?
- ...still...
- U 'esitated!
- Shot Opp!!!
- Hehe... Work?
- Me?
- Yep
- Yep
- Did homeworks?
- No
- Proud?
- No... Yep.
- Good. Sound like U.
- K. Updates? On Sass Masta?
- Court
- Wot?!
- 4 Freddie, silly!
- Oh... Why didn't that Bish let him keep his name Leo?
- In the very little time he's been in this world, he's everything like his father. So maybe Briana couldn't bear to keep THEIR baby's name something Louis selects as well.
- Got this feeling, D Bish is gonna give D baby a tough life
- Louis is happy with his mum?
- Jay is D nicest person I've ev' known!
- You know nothing about Bri!
- & U do a lot, eh?!
- Who gives you the updates?!
- ...
- ...
- I'm getting late.
- Wait
- What?
- Briana's side is stronger.
- I don't want it
- Me neither. Not a teensy weensy bit... But let's find the positive in it
- I only see neg.s
- He can do the album, peacefully
- Maybe... Won't he B sad without Freddie?
- Maybe go to work, stop worrying about these shits
- K, then, Bye.
- um... Bye
- Wait, when's the next hearing?
- Today. 4:00 PM
- Oh. Here?
- Near. Pretty Near.
- Inside, r8?
- Bye, Please
- -_-
That's when I hear my alarm go off. Time to go down to have breakfast... alone.
-----
While walking to school like every other student in L.A, I watch the shops opening up for another long day of busy customers, and think about my life. I've been waiting for this very walk to school for almost my whole life, but who thought it would be so tough? Life as a Muslim American Immigrant is hard. Even three years ago, back in Pakistan, I thought I was ready to bear it. But now I get it. It hurts. Changing schools every two months, the bullying in every single one of them, financial crisis, family crisis... loneliness. I miss my friends. My best friend, Ayesha, especially. Sometimes I even miss my old self. I miss being Noor-Al-Haya. Before, I thought the only identity I'd ever prefer having was being Bethany. Now Beth misses being Noor among all her friends. When the day of our flight to the USA was nearing, I slowly started to realize what I was gonna be leaving behind.
But every other pain faded every time I reminded myself of the chance I had here. Here, meaning L.A, in my Aunt's house, not back in Queens, where my parents are struggling to provide me and my younger brother a stable life.
I always cared the most about my family. I'd give up everything for them, every happiness in my life. And yet, I didn't hesitate to make up excuses to shift to a school here, to live with my aunt's family. Because L.A, was where I was the nearest to my only chance in life to get that little something I didn't know would attract me this much, that I'd give my everything for it...
... the chance that was coming to me, sooner than I myself could have anticipated.
— 新章節待更 — 寫檢討