Todos los capítulos de If I Take a Chance: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

With her back on the bed and legs spread-eagled up the wall, Noor tossed the yellow stress ball between her feet bouncing it back and forth to herself, listening to Nadia as she recounted her encounter with the Doctor earlier.She hummed under her breath, nodding along to Nadia's words. She had wanted an alone time but she couldn't find it in herself to be annoyed at her cousin's intrusion."So, are you going to meet with him?" she questioned trying to imbue as much enthusiasm as she could in her words."I don't know," Nadia sighed, flopping on the bed next to Noor. She moaned woefully when she bumped the side of her head with Noor's arm."Are you sure you're even supposed to be walking around right now?" Noor questioned rolling to her side, concern lacing her words."Yeah..." Nadia slurred, the pain meds she had taken kicking in. "He said...said..."A snore followed

There weren't a lot of things that terrified Khaleed in this life. He thought he had been terrified when he found his sister half naked and drugged in a hotel room but it didn't compare to what he felt when Nadia hadn't answered her phone.The thought that something similar or worse had happened to her? He just couldn't deal with it and so, he found himself texting and calling her phone.Her location tracker was off which had led him to think that she was preyed upon.Noor had also gone out to get a new phone and hadn't returned but she was with a driver and he knew that if anything happened to her, the driver would let him know.His kitchen was a mess. Broken plates and cups littered the floor. When Nadia hadn't returned either of his texts, he had decided to take out his anger on the utensils.When two hours later he received a call from her, he had padded to the gate of the commun

Marwan was late, again.He could have blamed it on a host of things or make up excuses or hell, not say a word but as his assistant watched him warily, he knew that it was only a matter of time before his father called him out on his behavior. And that was most definitely not what he wanted on a cold Monday morning.It had rained the night before and it was still drizzling when he woke up. He hated the raining season.It wasn't the rain he hated so much as the cold. It was the aftermath after the rain that he abhorred; wet soil, it's smell and the silence after a storm."Sir?" His assistant–John called out."Hmm?" he answered distractedly."Is there anything else I can get you?""No, you can go," he answered dismissively.Curling his hands into fists to refrain from jumping and hollering about being released from his boss's pre

Oh to be young and feel love's keen sting~Albus Dumbledore, Half-blood prince ••Noorul-Huda Al'amir BelkoNicknames: Noor, Huda Nationality: Emirati-African, FulaniAge: 19School: Graduated from Lead British International School.Siblings: Khaleed Al'amir Belko, elder brother.Parents: Al'amir Belko               Jawahir (Deceased)                Juwairiya, step-mother/aunt? Best friend: Nadia Bashir Belko

Don't let the muggles get you down~Ron Weasly, Prisoner of Azkaban ••Noor huffed for the umpteenth time, glaring at the imposing building. Why, oh why did she agree to this?Because it is Khaleed, your bobbo, her mind supplied.Just because she had told him that she was ready to go back into the real world didn't mean that she actually truly literally wanted to go back to the real world and now, there she was posing as a messenger for her brother.A messenger! Of all the things Khaleed could ask her to do, she had to be a messenger. Six hundred plus employees at B.E. and he could not find anyone to do the job.Kissing her teeth, she stepped out of the car grumbling under her breath when the chauffer told her that he would be waiting for her outsi

The more you care, the more you have to loose.~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix  •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.  What was it he said his name was when they had met the second time? Muhammad? Mahmoud? Mustafa? Musa? Mudassir? No, it wasn't either of the names. But she was sure whatever his name was, it started with an 'M' and it definitely wasn't a 'U'. Oh no, she stopped in her tracks did she make a mistake?  Blowing out a breath, she retraced her steps, finding Marwan standing by the

Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.~Professor Dumbledore, The goblet of fire. •• Her nimble hands held the barre in a tight hold, her body shaking with the exertion she had put it through but she couldn't stop, wouldn't stop. Stepping back, she rose on her feet and set into first position then continued to dance.The darkness in her soul seeped out of her slowly like shadows, curling around her as she danced.She danced until her feet couldn't hold her up any longer. She collapsed on the floor like a heap, her chest rising and falling rhythmically as she fought to regain her breathing.She didn't want to think about what had happened earlier but it seemed like

The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed.~Professor Dumbledore ••Marwan wasn't sure what he was doing. Hours have passed yet he was still lying on his back watching the ceiling doing absolutely nothing.It was Saturday, he didn't have work to do and normally, he would have gone to the office and gone over the files on his desk but today, he found that he couldn't.The air in his room was thick with the pungent smell of tobacco but somehow, it was calming to him.Puffs of smoke left his mouth slowly as he twirled a hand in the smoke, tracing Noor's name in it over and over.Some would say that he was love sick, wallowing in self pity while writing the

Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pitty the living and above all, those who live without love. ~Professor Dumbledore, The deathly hallows. •• She sat on her prayer mat, hands raised in silent supplication, her mind whirling around different steps that she could have taken to avoid such an altercation. Why did she ever think she could do it? Marriage? How could he think that she was ready to marry him? What had she ever done to make him think that she wanted to marry him?  Surely a few outings couldn't be counted as prerequisite to marriage or could they?  

Always~Severus Snape, The Deathly Hallows. ••"Is it true?"  Khaleed questioned, bursting through Nadia's office uncaring of the meeting going on.Her assistant flinched from the interruption, deferring to Nadia for instructions on what to do.She quirked a brow at him before dismissing him, returning her gaze back to the samples of the new lipstick she was launching."It's a little drier than I wanted," she continued. "But it's perfect. Let Ahlam know that we can proceed with the shipment.""Is that all Ma'am?" Halima questioned, picking up the box containing the tubes of lipstick."What would you like to have Khal? Coffee, tea or water?"The glare he gave her could've reduced a lesser woman to a mess but she was mad