Heartbeat - Part 24
The date is finally here, but Zain has some secrets. Wonder what they are. Sorry for posting late guys, went on a Easter holiday, then coursework, then exams, you know how it is. Now that I'm free, I'm going to be updating everyday.
Part 24
Natasha's P.O.V
After a night of tossing and turning and giggling to myself whenever I smelt the roses in my room, it was morning alas. I woke up with the sun hitting my face through the gaps where the curtains did not fully meet. I smiled as I got up into a sit up position. Why did I feel, I don't know how to put it erm 'good', I suppose? My phone rang. Wait where was my phone? Oh I left it in the bathroom again. There was a knock on my door. "Hey, you left you're, oh my freaking, why do you have these many roses?" Amber exclaimed as she opened my room door and through my phone at me. "erm actually, you know there not mine" Urgh, why did I just say that. "hmm, who's are they them, how many are there?" she asked trying to count them. "A dozen, dozen roses, 144 to be exact" I repeated Zain's words. "Tasha, I know how many a dozen dozens are, so, who's are they and who was on the phone?" she asked and sat on my bed to face me. "They are for a friend, there erm, oh yea erm, Iiimani, yes! Imani's" I said in an absolutely unsure manner. "uhu, you're acting weird" Amber said and walked out my room. "Right, time for a little jog" I said and yanked myself out of bed.
"Morning gran I said as I rushed past her towards the stairs. "Hang on young lady" She said in a stern voice. I stopped in my tracks. "Yea gran", I said without turning around. She walked towards me, "who sent the roses?" he looked at me with a glint of amusement in her eyes. "Gran, it's... erm it was just a friendly gesture" I looked up at the ceiling. Maybe telling her wouldn't be so bad. Well not the whole truth anyway. "From whom?" she asked, but before I could answer she answered her own question. "From young Zain I suppose" "Gran how did..." "I saw him leaving yesterday" she smiled. "Like I said a friendly gesture. I helped him with his work" I said as I was about to walk up the stairs. "In my days boys only gave girls roses when they meant more than that, I'm pretty sure times haven't changed much in that regard" she said smiling at me. "Gran" I moaned and ran up the stairs for a shower.
"Hey, sorry for getting back to late to you, went for a jog and then had a chat with gran" I explained to Imani before she could erupt her anger on me. "oh, okay, listen what are you going to wear today, why don't you come over to mine and we will get ready together, I need help anyway" She said in a monotone voice. "hmmm, you don't sound excited" I asked in all honesty. "I dunno, just come over later" "Sure, bye" I said hanging up and ran down the stairs.
I sat at the table across from gran. "Dad, already left" I asked. It was more of a rhetorical question. "Yep" Amber said as she chewed on her toast. I grabbed the jam and started spreading it over my toast. "You seem happy today Tasha" Gran asked. "I do" I asked trying to sound dumb folded. "Yes, you were humming so I asked". I didn't realize I was humming. "It's just a nice day today. "well, it's sunny, even though it's chilly, but nice nevertheless" I added quickly.
After breakfast, I read some of my notes and then flipped on the TV. Was it normal for a guy not to text or call a girl the day they were supposed to have their first date? Maybe he changed his mind I thought to myself. But I should be happy right, Right? Urghh, I hate being confused. My phone vibrated. Speak of the devil. "Hello" I said as I answered the call. "Hey, how you doing today" he said in a normal tone. That was the first time ever he asked me that. "Erm, good" was all I managed. "Erm, good" he said before letting out a chuckle. I smiled. Was he nervous? "so, you all set for tonight" "yes, I am" Was I nervous? "I look forward to seeing you, Take care". "Erm, yes bye" I hung up. "Oh my gosh Natasha, you're such a..... urgh" I said as I flopped back on the sofa. "Seriously couldn't you have been any more nervous".
Zain's P.O.V
"Shit" I said and flopped back on my bed. "damn it, can't even talk on the phone to her, what the hell am I gonna do when I see her" I said and ran my hands through my hair. "Zain", I heard Maurine shout my name. "Mo is here, wipe you're feet. "Coming". I said as I was about to get off the bed. "Don't bother, I'm already up here". "Fuck sakes man, how many times have I told you never to come up to my room" I screamed at him. He knew I hated people prying on my privacy. Even though I have known Mo since a long time, I didn't let him on him to my private life much. The only person that was allowed that was Maureen. I couldn't probably tell anyone else my background and about my father, since well, he is my father, we have chosen the same path for ourselves and lastly, I don't want people judging me. My father and my path might be the same but the end destination will be different.
"Zain" Mo yelled my name from the landing. I hadn't noticed him walking out my room, or him calling me. "Yea, I'm coming" I said as I walked out of my room.
"So, about tonight, the girls are going to be at Imani's so, we might as well go together" He said. Yea I suppose" I said switching on my PS3, call of duty needed a long run today. "What you wearing?" Mo asked me. I turned around to look at him. Did her seriously just ask me that. "Dude, did you just.....I mean, isn't that a chick question" I said smiling at him slyly. "Yea, but I wanna make an impact on Imani, Impress her with my immaculate fashion haha" Mo said laughing. "Immaculate? bro do you even know the meaning of that word" I laughed at him, while throwing him a gaming pad.
It was 5 O'clock, when Mo switched of the TV. "Freaking hell Mo, I was on a winning streak!" I screamed at him throwing my joy pad on the floor and walking towards the kitchen. "Dude, what's up with you today, I thought you're anger...." " I don't have anger Issues" I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. I was just nervous. What the hell, Nervous? Why would I be nervous? "I'm going to change and then pick Imani up, see you there" He looked at me and said uncertainly. "Yea" I said.
I sat at the kitchen counter and sipped my 7up slowly. I have a date with Tasha. As soon as her name entered my name a smile played on my lips. Flashes of her going through my mind, her hair so perfect, so beautiful, and the way she moved her head, the way she scrunched her nose, when I annoyed her. Her lips, so perfect, wait no not perfect, immaculate. As soon as I remembered her lips, something within me moved. My chest tightened. My palms were all sweaty. I needed to taste them once more. My hands automatically reached my cheek, I wouldn't mind even if she slapped me again. "Shit" I said as I slammed the can onto the kitchen desktop. I was late, no time to change. I picked my keys and ran into the garage.
Imani's P.O.V
I looked around to see Tasha. Wow did she look gorgeous. She wore a purple summer dress that came just below her knees. She had on top a cream colored knitted snug cardigan with some black sequence and some black strappy low heeled sandals. Her hair was up in a high pony tails with her little side fringe. "you look gorgeous" I said standing up from my vanity mirror. "Oh look who's saying that, the cerise pink looks heavenly on you" She said looking at me. "wait I need a snap, our first dress up together" I said.
After five minutes the doorbell rang and my mum had yelled for us. My mum really liked Tasha, to be honest who wouldn't. She smiled at me and moved her head from side to side and grinned. "lets go" I said to her.
When we got down Mo was sitting on the sofa in a white button down shirt with a black tie and some blue jeans, hmmm nice but not too dressed up, I like. But where was Zain? "Wow, you look amazing" he said as he stood up. "Thanks" I said in a slow whisper. "Oh wow Tasha, you look lovely, Zain's just..." He was interrupted by the bell. Mo went to open the door. I looked at Tasha and she smiled back at me. It was Zain. "Erm, I'm sorry I'm late" Zain said, looking directly at Tasha, I know he has the hots for her. She just smiled back at him. "Let's go" I said grabbing my keys. Why was Zain dressed as if he just got back from the gym, he didn't even make an effort, or maybe he's just supporting the sporty look? He looks great though.
Zain's P.O.V
"Whoa, she looks amazing" I said under my breath. We walked to my car and I opened the car door for her. "Thank you" she said and smiled at me as she got in. I breathed out, "don't make a fool out of yourself Zain" I said as I got around to the driver's side. "You look, amazing. Immaculate" I looked at her and said slowly. She blinked twice. Why did she always blink twice? "erm, you look erm, nice too" She said and let out a little giggle. "Yea I got caught up, I didn't...erm yea" was all I could manage, way to go Zain, you're romantic Ideas are flopping, I thought to myself. I was wearing a white Nike t-shirt with a red nice tick on it and gray sweatpants with my Reebok trainers.
Shit, everything was going wrong; I'm supposed to be in charge. Do something Zain. I opened my glove box and took out a rose, sure it was a day old, but what the heck. "For you" I handed it to her glancing at her quickly. "Erm ha, thanks" she smiled at me and held the rose in her hand. "It's nothing compared to you, but still, a rose is a rose, right" I said winking at her. "Mhm, a wilted rose" she smiled at me.
Natasha's P.O.V
After a night of tossing and turning and giggling to myself whenever I smelt the roses in my room, it was morning alas. I woke up with the sun hitting my face through the gaps where the curtains did not fully meet. I smiled as I got up into a sit up position. Why did I feel, I don't know how to put it erm 'good', I suppose? My phone rang. Wait where was my phone? Oh I left it in the bathroom again. There was a knock on my door. "Hey, you left you're, oh my freaking, why do you have these many roses?" Amber exclaimed as she opened my room door and through my phone at me. "erm actually, you know there not mine" Urgh, why did I just say that. "hmm, who's are they them, how many are there?" she asked trying to count them. "A dozen, dozen roses, 144 to be exact" I repeated Zain's words. "Tasha, I know how many a dozen dozens are, so, who's are they and who was on the phone?" she asked and sat on my bed to face me. "They are for a friend, there erm, oh yea erm, Iiimani, yes! Imani's" I said in an absolutely unsure manner. "uhu, you're acting weird" Amber said and walked out my room. "Right, time for a little jog" I said and yanked myself out of bed.
"Morning gran I said as I rushed past her towards the stairs. "Hang on young lady" She said in a stern voice. I stopped in my tracks. "Yea gran", I said without turning around. She walked towards me, "who sent the roses?" he looked at me with a glint of amusement in her eyes. "Gran, it's... erm it was just a friendly gesture" I looked up at the ceiling. Maybe telling her wouldn't be so bad. Well not the whole truth anyway. "From whom?" she asked, but before I could answer she answered her own question. "From young Zain I suppose" "Gran how did..." "I saw him leaving yesterday" she smiled. "Like I said a friendly gesture. I helped him with his work" I said as I was about to walk up the stairs. "In my days boys only gave girls roses when they meant more than that, I'm pretty sure times haven't changed much in that regard" she said smiling at me. "Gran" I moaned and ran up the stairs for a shower.
"Hey, sorry for getting back to late to you, went for a jog and then had a chat with gran" I explained to Imani before she could erupt her anger on me. "oh, okay, listen what are you going to wear today, why don't you come over to mine and we will get ready together, I need help anyway" She said in a monotone voice. "hmmm, you don't sound excited" I asked in all honesty. "I dunno, just come over later" "Sure, bye" I said hanging up and ran down the stairs.
I sat at the table across from gran. "Dad, already left" I asked. It was more of a rhetorical question. "Yep" Amber said as she chewed on her toast. I grabbed the jam and started spreading it over my toast. "You seem happy today Tasha" Gran asked. "I do" I asked trying to sound dumb folded. "Yes, you were humming so I asked". I didn't realize I was humming. "It's just a nice day today. "well, it's sunny, even though it's chilly, but nice nevertheless" I added quickly.
After breakfast, I read some of my notes and then flipped on the TV. Was it normal for a guy not to text or call a girl the day they were supposed to have their first date? Maybe he changed his mind I thought to myself. But I should be happy right, Right? Urghh, I hate being confused. My phone vibrated. Speak of the devil. "Hello" I said as I answered the call. "Hey, how you doing today" he said in a normal tone. That was the first time ever he asked me that. "Erm, good" was all I managed. "Erm, good" he said before letting out a chuckle. I smiled. Was he nervous? "so, you all set for tonight" "yes, I am" Was I nervous? "I look forward to seeing you, Take care". "Erm, yes bye" I hung up. "Oh my gosh Natasha, you're such a..... urgh" I said as I flopped back on the sofa. "Seriously couldn't you have been any more nervous".
Zain's P.O.V
"Shit" I said and flopped back on my bed. "damn it, can't even talk on the phone to her, what the hell am I gonna do when I see her" I said and ran my hands through my hair. "Zain", I heard Maurine shout my name. "Mo is here, wipe you're feet. "Coming". I said as I was about to get off the bed. "Don't bother, I'm already up here". "Fuck sakes man, how many times have I told you never to come up to my room" I screamed at him. He knew I hated people prying on my privacy. Even though I have known Mo since a long time, I didn't let him on him to my private life much. The only person that was allowed that was Maureen. I couldn't probably tell anyone else my background and about my father, since well, he is my father, we have chosen the same path for ourselves and lastly, I don't want people judging me. My father and my path might be the same but the end destination will be different.
"Zain" Mo yelled my name from the landing. I hadn't noticed him walking out my room, or him calling me. "Yea, I'm coming" I said as I walked out of my room.
"So, about tonight, the girls are going to be at Imani's so, we might as well go together" He said. Yea I suppose" I said switching on my PS3, call of duty needed a long run today. "What you wearing?" Mo asked me. I turned around to look at him. Did her seriously just ask me that. "Dude, did you just.....I mean, isn't that a chick question" I said smiling at him slyly. "Yea, but I wanna make an impact on Imani, Impress her with my immaculate fashion haha" Mo said laughing. "Immaculate? bro do you even know the meaning of that word" I laughed at him, while throwing him a gaming pad.
It was 5 O'clock, when Mo switched of the TV. "Freaking hell Mo, I was on a winning streak!" I screamed at him throwing my joy pad on the floor and walking towards the kitchen. "Dude, what's up with you today, I thought you're anger...." " I don't have anger Issues" I cut him off before he could finish his sentence. I was just nervous. What the hell, Nervous? Why would I be nervous? "I'm going to change and then pick Imani up, see you there" He looked at me and said uncertainly. "Yea" I said.
I sat at the kitchen counter and sipped my 7up slowly. I have a date with Tasha. As soon as her name entered my name a smile played on my lips. Flashes of her going through my mind, her hair so perfect, so beautiful, and the way she moved her head, the way she scrunched her nose, when I annoyed her. Her lips, so perfect, wait no not perfect, immaculate. As soon as I remembered her lips, something within me moved. My chest tightened. My palms were all sweaty. I needed to taste them once more. My hands automatically reached my cheek, I wouldn't mind even if she slapped me again. "Shit" I said as I slammed the can onto the kitchen desktop. I was late, no time to change. I picked my keys and ran into the garage.
Imani's P.O.V
I looked around to see Tasha. Wow did she look gorgeous. She wore a purple summer dress that came just below her knees. She had on top a cream colored knitted snug cardigan with some black sequence and some black strappy low heeled sandals. Her hair was up in a high pony tails with her little side fringe. "you look gorgeous" I said standing up from my vanity mirror. "Oh look who's saying that, the cerise pink looks heavenly on you" She said looking at me. "wait I need a snap, our first dress up together" I said.
After five minutes the doorbell rang and my mum had yelled for us. My mum really liked Tasha, to be honest who wouldn't. She smiled at me and moved her head from side to side and grinned. "lets go" I said to her.
When we got down Mo was sitting on the sofa in a white button down shirt with a black tie and some blue jeans, hmmm nice but not too dressed up, I like. But where was Zain? "Wow, you look amazing" he said as he stood up. "Thanks" I said in a slow whisper. "Oh wow Tasha, you look lovely, Zain's just..." He was interrupted by the bell. Mo went to open the door. I looked at Tasha and she smiled back at me. It was Zain. "Erm, I'm sorry I'm late" Zain said, looking directly at Tasha, I know he has the hots for her. She just smiled back at him. "Let's go" I said grabbing my keys. Why was Zain dressed as if he just got back from the gym, he didn't even make an effort, or maybe he's just supporting the sporty look? He looks great though.
Zain's P.O.V
"Whoa, she looks amazing" I said under my breath. We walked to my car and I opened the car door for her. "Thank you" she said and smiled at me as she got in. I breathed out, "don't make a fool out of yourself Zain" I said as I got around to the driver's side. "You look, amazing. Immaculate" I looked at her and said slowly. She blinked twice. Why did she always blink twice? "erm, you look erm, nice too" She said and let out a little giggle. "Yea I got caught up, I didn't...erm yea" was all I could manage, way to go Zain, you're romantic Ideas are flopping, I thought to myself. I was wearing a white Nike t-shirt with a red nice tick on it and gray sweatpants with my Reebok trainers.
Shit, everything was going wrong; I'm supposed to be in charge. Do something Zain. I opened my glove box and took out a rose, sure it was a day old, but what the heck. "For you" I handed it to her glancing at her quickly. "Erm ha, thanks" she smiled at me and held the rose in her hand. "It's nothing compared to you, but still, a rose is a rose, right" I said winking at her. "Mhm, a wilted rose" she smiled at me.
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