It's nice to see you again, Scarfy... those words kept on ringing in my ears over and over again.

"A-Adam." I stuttered in total shock.

I can't believe he's standing right in front of me. He looks different... He grew a small beard and mustache, he also got taller. He looked at me with the same radiant smile he always used to have on. "You're wearing the scarf." He pointed to the hijab I had on my head.

I can't believe that he's here, standing right in front of me. I remember the last thing he said to me before he left was that he would come back for me, he wanted to take this relationship a step forward and that he was in love with me. How can he say those things and be gone for two whole years without any source of contact?

"Hey, did you talk to Adam?" I asked Isa as I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Yeah, a couple of days ago. Why? Has he still not called you?" My brother responded as he put his phone down. So he talks to Isa but not me? That's it, I'm done with him. I don't care if he does try to contact me later on because at this point I don't want to talk to him or even hear his voice.

I'm done.

"What're you doing here?" I snapped out of the trance I was in. I can't describe the mirage of emotions I'm feeling at this moment. Half of me was happy to see him and the other half was angry at him. Sadly, I'm more angry than happy.

"I told you I'd come back so I did."

"After two years!?" I snapped. "You know what? I don't have time for this." I walked passed him and towards the exit. Immediately, I heard footsteps running after me. "Aren't you happy to see me?" He said as he stood in front of me.

"I would've been if you answered at least one of my calls." I unlocked my car and drove off. I so did not need this today!

I wasn't worthy of her, that I knew all too sure. How can I be with someone and love them when I don't even love myself? That's why I'm using this opportunity to do just that. I want find myself first and establish my relationship with God. Then I want to go back to her and be the man that she deserves.

She deserves the world and right now, I can't give it to her.

When I was traveling the world I made a goal for myself and it was that I wouldn't distract myself from God. So I cut off ties to almost everyone I left back home. The only people I've kept in touch with were my mother, Alex and Isa. It was so hard for me to hold myself back every single time Zamzam called or left me a message. I just wanted to become someone she'd be proud of.

Seeing her wearing the scarf I gave her all those years ago gave me the courage to do what I'm about to do later on today. But first I want to meet up with Amir and a few other people before I do that. "Allah help me," I muttered as I walked towards my car completely ignoring the fact that I wanted coffee. I can't eat or drink now that I've seen her.

* * *

"How've you been man?" I clapped Amir on his back as we walked inside his new apartment. Apparently him and Aliyah got married last year and moved in together a couple of months ago. I regret not being here for so many reasons and that is one of them. "I've been good Alhamdulilah. What about you? Have you seen Zamzam?" He replied with raised eyebrows.

"I have, actually." I sighed as I sat down on the couch.

"Let me guess, she totally snapped when she saw you, right?" He guessed with a knowing look. Of course he'd know how she'd react, they been best friends since they were little. "Yeah but I can't blame her." I stared at the ground in thought. Why did I ever think that she'd immediately smile at me and welcome me with open arms? Damn, I wouldn't do that if I were her either. I forgot how feisty my little Scarfy can be. I just hope that she forgives me for putting her through all of that.

"Okay, get up." Amir demanded as he got up from the couch.

I stared at him for a second before getting up. "This isn't the Adam Mathews I know. I know what you want to do so why not do it? There's only one way you and Zamzam could be together."

"I know." I was already planning to do it.

"So what're you doing talking to me for? Go to her father."

I can do this... This is the first time I've ever felt so nervous in my whole entire life and I don't like the feeling at all.

* * *

"No way!" Aliyah shrieked in shock. I just finished telling her what happened earlier. The one thing I like about my job is that Aliyah works there too. The fact that she's here as well makes answering phone calls not as boring as it is. "So what're you going to do?" She added.

"What can I do?" I responded.

I'm just going to avoid him at all costs. Adam Mathews, who? As long as he's out of my sight then he'll surely be out of mind right? Damn it, who am I kidding? This guy has been out of my sight for the past two years but he's never been out of mind. This sucks. After work was over I dropped Aliyah off at her apartment and rushed home because Baba kept on blowing my phone up demanding for me to come home quick for some reason. When I did I noticed another car parked next Grams's car. Weird, I thought as I put in my keys and walked inside the house.

Baba and Grams were sitting in the living room with a women and a man. When I walked closer I noticed it was Veronica and Adam. What is he doing here!? "Salam... what's going on?" I asked my father as I sat next to him. They all turned to me at the same time which freaked me out.

"Adam here came to ask for your hand in marriage." Baba explained. What!? He asked for my what!? No, I must've heard wrong. He did say he loved you so why is this a shock? Sometimes I wish my sarcastic side could go away cause it's even annoying me. "It's all your choice," Grams added as she placed a delicate hand on my shoulder.

"My son really likes Zamzam and honestly I've grown a liking to her as well. They're both mature grown people that can make their own decisions." Veronica said as she looked at both Adam and I. "I'm sure I want this." Adam replied certainly. "I think Zamzam should have some time to think about this." It's like Grams was reading my mind.

"May I be excused for a second?" I didn't even wait for a reply before I left the room in a hurry. It's like my head is spinning, too many things happened today. I walked into the kitchen and got a bottle of water from the fridge. "I know you're angry at me and you have every right to be." Adam said as he appeared in the kitchen.

"Yeah I do." I snapped.

He nodded his head as he lowered his gaze to the ground. "I guess I deserve that as well."

I didn't bother on replying to him at that moment. After I closed the fridge I began to leave but he stopped me.

"I dare you,"

He said to me with determination in his eyes.

"I dare you to accept my proposal. If you do then I will make you the happiest women on earth."

"What happens if I don't?" I challenged him.

Who does he think he is just popping back into my life whenever he wants? It's been two years since we've last spoken! And now he's asking for my hand in marriage!?

"You will because I'm Adam Mathews and you're Zamzam Amin. The girl who got the airhead jock to change his ways."

"Deal?"

I thought for a moment. I loved him once and the only thing keeping us apart was that he needed to figure himself out and now he has! He also showed up in front of my dad and asked for my hand.

"Maybe."

I then got up and walked away. It won't be that easy to win me back, play boy.

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