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~~~MALVIKA's POV~~~

It's early Tuesday morning and I can't be bothered getting up. I have been staring at the ceiling for that past half an hour with nothing to do since Megha took Manik out for a walk and I have no work today. My team can handle everything because the magazines have already been sent for printing yesterday and everyone know their topics for this week. So, I am being the lazy old me.

Suddenly the pin drop silence in my room got disturbed by my mobile's ring tone. I tried my best to ignore it but it kept ringing. Must be something important, I thought and  finally gave up. Struggling to get out of my tangled bed covers, I stumbled up to my dressing table and answered the call.

"Aye Kya bolti tu," came a voice and I quickly checked my caller ID to make sure if I had read the name right or not.

"Waqas-"

"Shh- just sing along!" He insisted and I rolled my eyes. "Ok..? Kya main bolu?" It was more like a question for me too; confirming if the lyrics were right or not.

"Sunn?"

"Sunna?" I yawned and landed on my bed again.

"Aati kya Khandala?" Seriously? How long is this going to last?

"Kya karu aake main khandala?" I am sure that I was completely out of tune because I was so not interested in this mini Indian Idol.

"Arey ghoomeinge, phireinge, naacheinge, gayeinge, ek page three party attend kareinge aur Kya?"

Even though I didn't remember the lyrics, I still knew that the last line was not apart of this song.

"You want me to attend a party then you could have just asked for it normally," I chuckled and he sighed on the other end. "Yeah so you could cut the call on my face thirty seconds after picking up, right?"

"But, I can disconnect the call right now too.. Like in two seconds," I teased and I think I heard a groan from the other end. "Malvika!" Waqas said- more like warned me.

"But-"

"You are coming on Friday and that's final," Waqas ordered and I sighed, "Now shut up and collect the parcel that must be at your doorstep by now."

He disconnected the call without listening to me. I ran a hand through my hair and went out. The doorbell rang just in time for me to open the door. Quickly signing the paper, I collected the parcel and closed the door.

I unwrapped the fancy package and it revealed a beautiful red and blue dress. There were matching shoes also. The only problem was that it was traditional. Heck no! He wants me to wear traditional to a page three party?

No way.

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

"Pyar ka pehla kadam dosti hai, aur aakhari bhi ... bus beech ke kadam reh gaye hain."

While trying to cheer up this guy, I ended up getting bored by Kal Ho Na Ho. I have watched this movie so many times that I can't handle it anymore and beside me is Shehry; who is so much into the story that he hasn't moved even an inch in the past- I don't know- one hour? Two hours?

Ugh why is this movie so long? And how long is this going to last? Oh well, at least he is enjoying it, I smiled and reached for some popcorns. The bowl was empty so I sighed and got up to make more. It's one of the easiest thing ever; just microwave for a few minutes and there- you have your popcorns.

As I took the packet out of the microwave, I grabbed a pair of scissors to cut open it. I was about to tip the packet into bowl when Shehry's voice startled me.

"What are you up to?" He came out of no where but, I didn't panic this time. It's just Shehry.

"More popcorns for you," I smiled as I passed him the bowl.

"Oh but, we are not watching the movie anymore," he sighed while accepting the bowl. "Why?" I asked.

"Because we'd rather do something that we are both interested in," he shrugged and went out of the kitchen. I followed, "Like what?"

Shehry spun around and gave me a cheeky grin, "dance!"

I shook my head, 'no.'

"One dance. Come on?" He asked again and I still shook my head.

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Only asking you to dance yaar," he pouted, "not maarooing chance."

And... isn't that a dialogue that I heard somewhere in that movie?

Before I could ask, he gave me his cute Wala expression and I just couldn't say 'no' anymore. "Ok fine!" I rolled my eyes at him.

"What really?" He asked with such excitement like it meant the world to him.

"Yes."

~~~SHEHRY's POV~~~

I was just taking my chances and she said yes! Wow! This is great.

I kept the popcorns aside and went over to the audio system to connect my phone to it. However, before I could, Asmaara stopped me.

"Dance karna hi hai toh lets see Mr Shehryaar Asif kis type ke songs sunte hein," she smirked and took my phone, "first song on shuffle."

I smiled at Asmaara and took her hand in mine, secretly hoping for the song to be a good one. Soon the soft music started and I realised that it was about to get a little too awkward for her.

"Are you sure?" I asked and she shrugged. "I guess I invited that," she chuckled and shook her head.

'Chaahe kuch na kehna
Bhale chup tu rehna
Mujhe hai pata, tere pyar ka
Khamosh chehra, ankhon pe pehra
Khud hai gawaah, tere pyar ka'

We were standing a couple of feet away from each other so I pulled her closer. Surprised by the sudden movement, she stumbled a little and placed her hand on my chest, trying not to crash her tiny frame against mine. My body stiffened under her warm touch yet, a smirk played on my lips.

"Wow, I wasn't expecting that," she chuckled nervously and I threw my head back, silently laughing.

I wrapped one arm around her waist and held her hand in my other hand. As I took my left foot one step back, Asmaara brought her right foot one step forward. I again took a step back with my right foot and she took one towards me with her left foot. Then I took a step forward and she moved back. We both knew the drill; follow the male partner and she was really good at it.

'Teri jhuki nazar, teri har ada
Mujhe keh rahi hai ye dastaan
Koi shaqs hai jo ki in dinon
Tere zehan-o-dil pe hai chha gaya
Teri jhuki nazar, teri har ada
Mujhe keh rahi hai ye dastaan'

We pulled away and I twirled her around, slowly but, soon we picked up speed. Asmaara's hair clip loosened and fell somewhere, allowing her brown locks to snake down to her waist.

'Teri zulf jab bhi bikhar jaati hai
Aye haseen tu haseen aur ho jaati hai'

I smiled at her when she nervously looked up to meet my eyes. Slipping my both arms around her waist again, I held her firmly close to me. Asmaara moved her hand from my chest to behind my neck, softly wrapping her arms around it.

'Jo kitaabo me padhte rahe aaj tak
Woh pari humko tujh mein nazar aati hai'

A smile appeared on her lips as we moved in sync with the music. Slowly swaying around the living room and repeating the steps.

'Teri hi baahon mein, panaahon mein
Rehna mujhe hardum sada
Teri hi yaadon mein, nigaahon mein
Rehna mujhe har dum sada
Teri hi baahon me, panaahon me
Rehna mujhe hardum sada'

Somewhere between the lyrics, we lost ourselves in the eyes of each other. I don't know about her but, I definitely did. We didn't blink or look away for even a fraction of a second as we silently kept moving with the music. In fact, there was no music anymore; at least, I couldn't hear any. All I could hear was my heart, constantly threatening to jump out of my rib cage any moment.

I have never been so physically close to anyone before to be able to feel their warm breath brushing against my neck. With our faces inches away, I don't know when exactly we stopped moving and just stood there, like statues.

"Shehry?" She softly called my name, bringing me back to reality. Her smile faded and eyes glistened as she bit her lower lip.

"Hmm?" I asked, still staring deep into her eyes.

"I know I have been too selfish in the past and I never got a chance to apologise," she whispered. Why is she bringing all that up right now?

"I want you to know that I have always had my reasons," she added as I slowly pulled away, "as much as I would like to, I can't explain but, I am sorry."

I blinked at her, unable to say anything while she pressed her lips together. We stayed silent for a couple of seconds as I didn't know how I am supposed to respond to this. Am I supposed to tell her that I am fine? Because clearly I am not. Or am I supposed to tell her that It's not ok and then lose a friend that I am finally able to find in her?

Is this apology- a new beginning for us?

However, the tension between us was interrupted by my loud ringtone; all thanks to the audio system. It was Adeel's custom ringtone; maybe he was able to convince Jessica?

"There is a good news and there is a bad news. Kaunsi Sunna pasand karega pehle?" He announced the moment I answered the call. Seriously, does this guy even know how to say 'hi' or 'what's up'?

Anyhow, I shrugged it away.

"What's the good news?" I asked.

"Jess agreed!"

"And what's the bad news?"

"She is only available after ten days and that too just for Auckland shoot only. Right now she is stuck with her father," he sighed and I groaned. How hard is it to find a damn make up artist?

"But there is more to it," he added and I made my way to the couch, preparing myself for... More bad news?

"There is one person she knows who can help us," he said but, didn't continue.

"Who is that person?" I asked yet he didn't tell me anything clearly. "Look you can just keep it professional and one of the assistant directors can deal with her or spo-"

"Adeel, who is she?" I insisted, annoyed by now.

"Asmaara." What? How's that bad news?

"What? Asmaara?" WOW!

"There is a problem with that too. She is not in the city," he added and I grinned.

"Leave that on me."

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

"What? Asmaara?" I am pretty sure I heard my name. But, why are they talking about me? I took a deep breath and picked up my hair clip. I'll know in a bit anyway.

Soon Shehry kept down the phone and nervousness built inside me. Is he going to accept my apology? I have honestly felt like a b*tch for past three years for leaving him just like that. I could have given him a better explanation that night. At least, I owed him that much.

"So, where were we?" His stern voice grabbed my attention and I inhaled a dee breath. It's really not that hard.

"Umm-"

"Do you really want me to accept your apology?" He asked, frowning like he was really thinking about it, "ek condition hai."

"What?"

I thought that I would seriously do anything possible to get this burden off my chest until, he told me what I had to do.

"Work with me!"

Hell to the no!

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Hello!

Well well, So busy! (  -_-#)

How are you guys?

Yeah I kinda changed it because your inline comments end up changing my vision of the story every time LOL

So yeah, Jess was going to be the make up artist but, she is not anymore. At least not for the first ten days of the shoot.

Haha anyway...

LOVE ALWAYS!!