Malik's Wold
nning to think it did because as soon as I open my eyes, I find myself on a bed, but it's not my bed, a
Latina maid walking over to the curtain, opening it,
Mr Hussein." The la
on't want to sound like some drunk who passed out and now doesn't know w
e day before yesterday. Your mom introduced us." She says,
e worked? Did I manage to chan
gling. "Of course, Lolita,
oom. My heart skips a beat at the sound of school; the thought of it makes me shiver. School is not where I should be, but wait, I
ht of a new phone,e and then I smile at the book under the phone. I take the phone and place it on the tab
f my bed, and I don't even know where to start looking. I go straight to what seems to be a closet. I open it u,p and my
r shoes but this closet isn't just copious or has a copious amount of clothes and sh
r ties, from bow tie to regular tie, and there are cufflinks. What bursts my mind is a table filled with l
a closet; it feels like a store,
rror I go to check myself out, and for one, I do not have a uni brow, and my hairstyle looks like that of Zayn Malik. I rush over to
room, I don't like white. I want everyth
a spell that will get me to change the color of my bathroom. Nothing too big, just sim
l like a go
fore looking at the bathroom. I say the spell under my breath six times, just like how Sharaf taught
very eyes. If only Sharaf were here, he would be so
y I had to share bathrooms which was not great. But now I have my own bathroom and I can be naked anyhow I like. T
round my waist. I didn't enjoy my time in the tub for long because I remembere
n I know that I'm probably going to be
e to wea,r and I settle for all-stars for today. I put a gold watch around my left wrist,t and then I pick whatbackpack
ys in school. Every little boy's gay awakening. I'm so gorgeous, I love it. So now it's ti
e door everything will go back to normal and all that has just happe
waiting for me. So I open the door and I step out, and the first thing I see on the ceiling is a chandelier and a red
a lot of pictures of me and my family on the wall. Shut up, these can't be my parents. Why does my mom
find the dining table. As soon as I get in, there's a large breakfast set on the tab
oats and oats only. But on this table... I spot oats, but there's more options fo
ly, putting her phone down. I find it strange tha
smooth. And mom is all dressed up like one of those real housewives. The pearls. The dress a
ext to my mom, she grabs me by my face and plants a long ki
too bad yourself
thes and the understanding parents. There's one imp
ou something." I say to the
his newspaper down, and he's paying attention to me, they're both paying a
Malik, you can d
hem without an expression on my face, b
we've met your boyfri
is my boyfrie
you no matter what
." Mom places h
it?" Asks Dad, and he looks se
wo for the sake, there's no place for homophobia in this world." S
ong smile on my face. I feel like
" I turn over t
is pe