"I can make him even more jealous, then he'll feel so bad that he'll just have to date me" Zeke said, with an evil smile glimmering in his light-blue eyes. Good Allah, why was I focusing on his eyes. Though they defenitly were showstoppers though. Jamilia, stop thinking like that! I silently scolded myself while slapping my head. "Are you ok?" Zeke asked me "You're slapping yourself in the head and you already have a concussion. Do you really need further injury to your head?"
"Yeah, Zeke I am fine, You really don't have to worry about me, I am fine" I said while silently thinking that I wasn't. I was falling for a hospital nurse, who was obviously gay.
But if he was gay, why was he flirting with me?
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General FictionHe stepped on my prayer rug, and then asked the most stupid question I had ever heard. "Do you sleep in that thing?" But he wasn't asking it sarcastically, which was the scary thing . Thank you for 10k 121# on General Fiction 8/21/2017 63# in...
