5: A warning
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*Zara*
I hurry back into my room, closing the glass door behind me. I lean against it, breathing in deeply. I feel confused and embarrassed that I had forgotten everything about how I am supposed to act.
And then I realise that I had run out there without my headscarf and veil, it had totally slipped my mind when I heard he was in pain. I have spend all this time with him with my face and hair uncovered.
I am sure he won't judge me though or tell anyone, not after those things he had said. But it was still the wrong thing for me to do. Imad don't want other men seeing my face, unless he decides to show me off to make them jealous.
I have to admit that I find this American fascinating. He is so different from any man I have ever encountered before. Both the way he looks, but even more so the way he speaks and acts. I feel that he sees me and he hears me, that he cares about what I say.
I can't help thinking about what Sada said, about them being handsome. Do I find him handsome ? I am actually not completely sure what that means, how to judge it. But he is nice to look at, with those gentle eyes and the warm genuine smile that seems to pop up so easily. I definitely like to look at him.
To be honest I have almost started hoping that I will be asked to attend the party, because that will mean I get more time to look at him and listen to him.
*Dean*
I just stand there, looking after her as she disappears into her room. Then I sigh to myself and get up. I stick my feet into a pair of flip flops as it is all I can get on my injured foot. Luckily we have a doctor on set in case of sickness or injuries, so I hobble down to the set to see him.
I end up with two stitches, just to be sure and a huge bandage to cover it, that I have to change every morning. I also get a shot of penicillin to protect me from the foreign bacteria.
I spot Joel and limp over to him. He looks at my foot with big eyes. "What the hell happened to your foot Dean ?"
"Well, I kind of lost a fight with a big rock, kicked at it with bare feet… But hey only two stitches". I say with a shrug.
Joel shakes his head, grinning. "Oh, only two stitches… Well then I guess you just didn't kick it hard enough".
"Ha ha ha always such a comedian". I stick out my tongue at him, but then I remember what I wanted to tell him. "By the way, guess what ? My fairytale princess came to my rescue and gently washed my wound".
Joel looks a bit skeptical. "That sounds like a story you have to tell, let's go grab something at the cafeteria".
The cafeteria is really just a trailer where the cast and crew can get a cup of coffee or a light meal during the day. We each grab a sandwich and a bottle of water and sit down at one of the outside tables.
"Well, I was honestly rather pissed.. They are forcing me to attend the party, even though I don't want to. So I kind of kicked at a bush in the garden, which happened to hide a huge stone underneath it". I breathe in. "I guess I probably cursed a little too loud from the pain. She heard me and showed up and when she saw I was bleeding she went to get water and towels and insistere on washing it for me".
Joel just stares at me and his food is left untouched. "I am pretty sure that would have gotten both of you in trouble if someone had seen you. Not only the fact that you were alone but she was touching you".
"Yeah, you might very well be right. I mean it is utterly stupid, she was just helping me, but yeah". I nod slowly. "And by the way, definitely no moustache or any other unsightly growth on her face. I think the reason she is veiled is quite different".
Joel has finally taken a bite of his sandwich and almost chokes on it. "Seriously ? You just asked her if she was hiding something unsightly or what ?"
"No, you dummy. She must have forgotten to cover up when she heard my outburst of pain, because she was not wearing her veil or her headscarf". I say, unable to contain a smile as I remember her beautiful face and the dark wavy hair.
Joel snaps his fingers in my face, shaking his head. "No Dean... just no. I don't care how beautiful this girl is. If she is a princess, you can get in so damn much trouble for just looking at her".
"She is unbelievably beautiful, like literally out of the world and I think that is why he keeps her veiled. Like she is a prize possession to show off as he desires". I make a disgusted face at the thought.
Joel is shaking his head. "Believe me, I do not like that one bit more than you. But we can't really do anything and you will only get her into trouble by overstepping the boundaries and rules".
"Hey, what do you take me for ?" I feel slightly insulted. Does he think I am completely incapable of acting sane in the company of a beautiful woman ?
Joel just grins. "Impulsive, sensitive, passionate, a bit fast on the trigger at times and with a desire to save the world… Yeah that pretty much sums it up".
"Well okay, you might know me too well. But believe me, I am got going to do anything stupid". I really wish I could help her though.
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