ALL Chapters & Episodes of The American by Amal .A. Usman

I wake up to the sound of my phone calling the Adhan; I can't believe it's morning already. I get up to observe Fajr (morning) prayers and go back to sleep. I wake up a few hours later, dress up and go to the gym. I can't wait for this year to be over; I am finally going to be done with university. I am in my final year of studying software engineering at California State University, Fullerton.I am done working out; I walk back to my room, to wake up my roommate to get ready for school. I have a lovely roommate who is a good friend of mine. We met three years ago when we both arrived at the university, and ever since then, we have been friends and roommates."Hey! Wake up" I say tapping her "Do I have to go to school?" Khloe says still trying to get comfortable on her bed. Khloe is a beautiful brunette with green eyes. She is the same height as me; we are both 5'6 feet tall. She has a light skin tone while I am dark-skinned with dark brown ey

CHAPTER 2

The American/Amal .A. Usman

Today is another bright day, I did my morning routine, and I am on my way to class when the almighty annoying Ethan stops me on the way. “Thank God I caught you before class. I want to talk to you.” “What do you want this early morning,” I say and take a bite of my doughnut and sip a little of my coffee “You know Mr Jacob made us partners for the assignment. And you also know that there is no where on this earth, you and I can work together. I rather eat shit than work together with you” Ethan says with a lot of disgust on his face “The same goes here; I rather work with a mad man than work with you,” I say with the same disgust all over my face. I know I hit a nerve by comparing him to a mad man, which was what I was aiming for. “I will pretend I did not hear you compare me to a mad man and say what I came here to say. We both need to meet Mr. Jacob after class and convince him to change us as partners.” “As much as I don’t like to ag

CHAPTER 3

The American/Amal .A. Usman

It’s been two weeks since Ethan and I started working together or rather tried to work together with no progress. We still have not settled on anything for the assignment, and I have can’t believe it’s due in two weeks. I just finished performing Dhuhr (Afternoon) prayer, and I am getting ready for class. I did not have lectures in the morning; that’s why I am still at home. I put on my outfit, which consists of a black crop sweater with green plaid pants and black ankle boots. I am about to step out of the house when I receive a call from one of my loved ones. “As salamu alaykum” My elder brother, Usman says once I answer his call. Usman is 6’1 feet’s tall, has a solid build, with dark brown eyes, has a tan skin tone that he gets from my dad while I got my dark skin tone from my mom. My brother is a very handsome man.“Wa alaykumu salam.” “How are you doing sis,” U

CHAPTER 4

The American/Amal .A. Usman

He brought me to his house, of all places, why did he bring me to his home. Does he want to rape me or something? I think if he wanted to, I wouldn’t be standing here and him walking towards wherever he is walking too. I look around the place, and I must say it’s beautiful. The walls are painted black all around, really matching his personality. There is a staircase to my left, while straight ahead is the living room decorated with little bits of white painting, giving the room colour. The couches are grey with a black centre table. I walk towards the living room, and to its right is the kitchen. The kitchen is gorgeous; it is painted grey. The chairs in the kitchen are white and golden long stools. The workup is black with little stripes of gold. “If you are done admiring my house, I think we should continue the assignment,” Ethan says startling me“Oh yes we should, but I have to say your house is beautiful,” I say wa

CHAPTER 5

The American/Amal .A. Usman

He brought me to his house, of all places, why did he bring me to his home. Does he want to rape me or something? I think if he wanted to, I wouldn’t be standing here and him walking towards wherever he is walking too. I look around the place, and I must say it’s beautiful. The walls are painted black all around, really matching his personality. There is a staircase to my left, while straight ahead is the living room decorated with little bits of white painting, giving the room colour. The couches are grey with a black centre table. I walk towards the living room, and to its right is the kitchen. The kitchen is gorgeous; it is painted grey. The chairs in the kitchen are white and golden long stools. The workup is black with little stripes of gold. “If you are done admiring my house, I think we should continue the assignment,” Ethan says startling me“Oh yes we should, but I have to say your house is beautiful,” I say wa

CHAPTER 6

The American/Amal .A. Usman

It’s been a few hours since I left Ethan’s house. I still can’t believe I agreed to fix our relationship. I don’t even know how that’s going to happen. I don’t have a single idea as to how I am going to do that. I am watching tv in the living room when Khloe walks in with her hands filled with shopping bags.“How was your day at the mall,” I say to her once she drops all her stuff down.“It was fun, and I got a few things for you. I know you are going to love them” Khloe says smiling while she goes through the bags and brings out a few shirts that I instantly fall in love with“They are nice, thank you,” I say taking them from her hands. They are lovely shirts.“I know, and once I saw them, I knew I had to get them for you.”“Thank you.”“You are welcome and what’s troubling you. You looked troubled when I walked in” Khloe says, noticing my

CHAPTER 7

The American/Amal .A. Usman

It feels like it was yesterday I was left to rot at that unknown place. Khloe was able to save me that day. I can’t believe Ethan left me there. I know he was angry, but that is not enough reason for him to leave me there. I should not be surprised anyways because it’s Ethan I am talking about, someone who hates me more than anything in this world. He hurt me a little that night, nothing serious, but I still feel little pains in my arms when I move them. His grip was really tight that night.I am on my way to class this beautiful afternoon. I get to class and take my seat, waiting for the professor to arrive. Someone takes a seat beside me, but I don’t border to look up from my phone to know who it is. The professor arrives after a few seconds, and the class starts. I keep my phone on the table and look up. The person sitting beside me is not someone I want to see after what happened on Saturday. Ethan is sitting beside me. Why is he sitting beside me? I

CHAPTER 8

The American/Amal .A. Usman

I can't believe good food was used to bribe me to come for this event. The food at the event was not bad, but right now, that is not the problem. I am starting to feel sleepy due to how bored I am. It's a dinner ball, the person my brother wants to sign a deal with is hosting it. I am currently sitting down outside, trying to entertain myself by watching videos on Instagram."Adina is that you," A familiar deep voice says. I turn around, and I am right, Ethan is the one who called me."Yes," I say, surprised to see him here."What are you doing here?" Ethan says, joining me on the balcony."I should be asking you the same""What is my name?""Ethan Mantone," I say, and I realise that Ethan has the same surname as the man hosting the event tonight. He must be Ethan's father; wow, I would have never guessed that."From the look on your face, I can tell, you know why I am here. So why are you?""My brother is trying to get a deal

CHAPTER 9

The American/Amal .A. Usman

A few weeks have passed since that beautiful encounter between Ethan and me. I felt so shy to face him again after that day, but the next day in school, Ethan acted like nothing happened. We have become closer than ever; we do a lot of things together that I never saw us doing. We go to class together, study together and even go for lunch together like we are right now. Ethan and I are at a nice restaurant after a long day of lectures.“I hope you have not forgotten about my game on Saturday,” Ethan says after he takes a bite of his chicken.“You have been talking about it for the past two weeks. I won’t miss it for the world” I say after taking a sip of my drink.“I just want to remind you so you won’t forget.”“I won’t and is Saturday, not Caroline’s birthday,” I say recalling the lovely girl telling me about it last time we met.“Yes, it is, and she said I should ask you if you could make a few doughnuts for her birthday.”“Of course, I would love to, but there

CHAPTER 10

The American/Amal .A. Usman

I am in the waiting room at the hospital while the doctors check on Ethan. My hands have not stopped shaking since I got here. I know this is not the first time Ethan has been in this situation, but I feel far more nervous than I was the first time. I can barely stop moving my hands and legs. Ya Allah, I hope it’s not severe. The doctor comes out, and I quickly walk towards her."How is he doctor? I hope it’s nothing serious. Can I see him?" I ask so many questions at once