Yup, it's me, Marwan. Right now, I'm laying down on my bed on the T.V. I'm really interested in politics so I decided to watch the U.S elections. I've always wished I could be the first Muslim president of the US....but I can't- Canadian citizen. And I probably can't, since my record....Let's just say that I'm not the best Muslim you've ever seen...I don't do drugs or anything, I just....been in affairs with girls, I guess. Well I'm not a "Good Guy" but not a "Bad Guy." But I've also been arrested once...My friends and I were doing Graffiti. And I smoked...I know it isn't good for your health but I just did because everyone else was..I wanted to fit in. I don't do any of that anymore though. Alhamdullallah. I dated this girl named Kareema before; she knew Mariam and was rude to her, so I left her. I shouldn't have dated her though.

It's haram....We kissed before; once. On the cheek though. But I shouldn't have. I wanted to tell Mariam about it...But I couldn't. Because, I liked her...LOVED actually.

"Marwan! Get you butt down here right now!" My cousin, Amani shouted. All of my 10 cousins, on my Dad's side were over and my Mom is trying to get Amani and I married. But Ide like her! She's a delusional lunatic! I had to get to Mariam...And fast. I turned my phone on and texted Dalia on Snapchat.

Dalia:

Me: hey Dalia is Mariam w u?

Dalia: WHAT DID U DO TO HER?!

Me: jus listen! Promise not 2 tell kk?

Dalia: NO

Me: PLZZZZZ :(

Dalia: fine what is it?

Me: I LUV her! Sm n I didn't mean what I said....I was just in a mood

Dalia: Y???

Me: my mom wants me 2 marry my lunatic delusional cousin, AMANI :(

Me: SHE IS CRAZY!

Dalia: k NO backbiting in Islam....but she is leaving 2 z airport in a hr

Me: WHAAA?! K Imma go 2 her house! Plzzzzz tt her!

Dalia: Y ME????

Dalia: Fineeeeeeeee ;(

I chuckled to myself and headed downstairs.

"Alsalaamualakum." I said. "Hi Marwan." Amani said, waving flirtatiously. Oh God. I just flushed a little. 😳SHE MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE😳!!! "Oh kay....I gotta go." I said, grabbing my leather jacket (yes, it's real). 😂..."No Habibi. We have guests." Mama said, kindly. Wow THAT'S a first. "Let him." Baba said. He knew why I was going. I told him everything. Well, he sorta figured out. Ahhhh it is FUN being the only child!!!

Right now, Dalia and I were sitting on my bed going through a bunch of Tik Toks. "Hey let's make one. The 'Reel It Out' one! I LOVE it!" Dalia stated. I felt she was hiding something from me because she was texting someone for SO long and then I asked, "Wassup? Why you so focused on your phone?" And she just said, "Nothing. Just texting a friend." I got up and we started making the Tik Tok when we were interrupted by the door. I got up to get it, but Dalia pushed me down. "Sit your butt down." She said. "I hate your vulgarity, but fine." I said laughing. She pouted then returned the laugh. Oh I lived Dalia so much! Baba left the house for us. He was out with some friends before we leave. It's like 9pm rn.

I opened the door, knowing who it was. Marwan😑. I REALLY wasn't in the mood to tt him. But, he came with clean and good intentions. "Hey," He said shyly. "You're late, Prince Charming." I said, making a bored face. I shut the door but he opened it back. Wow, Mariam wasn't wrong, he IS strong; although he looks like the weakest link. "Look, I JUST want to talk." He huffed. It was cold, so I let him in. I stayed in the kitchen and ate a cookie (fine a few🤡). He pointed upstairs with a questioning look and I nodded in the direction of the stairs. Oh what a dork. He'll get eaten alive.😏

Ok, here I go. I haven't been in this house since forever. Years...10 years. Mariam and I were best friends but then my mom said we couldn't be. So instead of telling her face to face, I decided to just be rude to her...Ya Allah...Save me from myslef. I walked across from her room, my back facing her gray door. I looked at a picture of her and I...They..they kept it? SHE kept it? But I...after all I've done to her...Wow, I really am a Jerk. "Can I help you?" Mariam asked, facing me. She wasn't wearing her Hijab. I could see her beautiful curly wavy black hair, dangling down. Some people believe that it isn't Haram to not wear Hijab in front of boy cousins. And our family believes that it's ok; although you could marry them. I haven't seen her hair in 10 years...that's because we haven't interacted many times after those ten years...I was seven. And she was six and a half...wow. Memories."Mariam I; I need a talk to you." I said, my voice breaking. I had to tell her...About everything.

After I told her about my past and Kareema and smoking and my Mom and being rude to her and- YOU GET THE POINT!🙂...Well she was surprised....

I didn't know about all this...And he asks me to forgive him?! Well, the Prophet said that, "There is nothing better than saying you're sorry." I didn't know though. "Wait...Why did you come here?" I asked him. "I um...Well I had to apologize..." He said. "I forgive you." I said. He beamed immediately. I gave him a hug and then Dalia came in and said, "Marwan and Mariam sittin' in a tree, K.I.S-" "Aye no! Dalian we ain't dating!" He said, shutting her up. "Yea we're just friends." I said to her. "Yea. Just friends." He repeated after me.

-Awwwww I wish they could be more! They'd make such a cute couple!❤❤❤😢😢😢