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And about the update......

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~~~ZARA's POV~~~

I stirred in my sleep and pressed the pillow against my poor ears as Shehryaar's annoying voice echoed in my room.

"Zara get up!" He kept banging on my door. I briefly glanced at the clock which struck 7am and threw my head on the bed again.

"I need a quick favour, please?" I could just imagine a pout on his face right now. "Hold on!" I groaned and dragged myself to the door.

I haven't slept properly for the past week or so because of the shoot and now he is here to disturb me.

"Kya hai?" I asked, yawning and he uninvitedly made his way inside.

"Pyaar hai!"

"What?"

"Asmaara ko mujhse," he said, cheekily and I chuckled. "Bari jaldi pata chala."

"So, help me now?" He asked as I dropped myself on my bed again. "How?"

"I need to know if she will say yes or no," That pout though. "What do you want me to do- Time travel? Hypnotise her and make her confess?"

"Man! Just get her here somehow," Shehryaar sighed and sat at the edge of the bed. I looked up at him and rolled my eyes, "how's that going to help?"

He grinned at me sheepishly and then ran a hand through his hair, "one look and I'll know!"

"Achaaawwww !" I stretched the word and my arm- to pull his cheek but, he moved away in time.

Now what do I do?

Bohot cupid banne Ka bhooth sawar tha na- ab kuch soch, Zara!

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

It was a rough night with a constant battle between my mind and my heart. I know the way I feel when Shehry even talks to any other girl is kind of unusual but, jealousy? Really? I don't think my feelings for him are that strong. We are just friends.

Good friends.

Right?

Besides, before we even go there, there are a lot of things that he needs to know. Not just him but, people who will be affected by our relationship- that's if we get into one. And I don't think I can force myself to remember those details or explain them to anyone. Just- not yet.

My phone rose to life and I threw my head back on the pillow. It was Zara. No more work please, I groaned.

But, I answered the call anyway.

"Morning!" I tried sounding enthusiastic about it but, I just couldn't. Something annoyed me about her- she reminded me about the vanity van yesterday.

Is this what Shehry was walking about?

Is this what we call jealousy?

The way she was holding his hand- Dil kar raha tha abhi phone main ghus ke uske haath kaat du. Iski lambi lambi eyelashes Ko aag lage- dubara uski taraf dekh kar toh dikhaye.

"Morning babe," Zara chirped, unlike other the days, "will you be able to spare a few hours for me today?"

"Uhm-"

"We have the crew picnic today and I want to look the best!" She added and I rolled my eyes.

There we go with the makeup demands! Mujh se make up karwa ke mere Shehry ke saath flirt karegi chudail.

Wait-What?!

Mere?

Just Great...

~~~SHEHRY's POV~~~

I gelled my hair and slipped on my wrist watch. After setting my collar and spraying some perfume, I finally locked my hotel room and walked to the main lobby. Zara had called Asmaara a while back so, she must be arriving any moment and I don't want to miss that.

As I approached the elevator, I felt myself getting nervous. Last night a lot happened in the moment and I guess I took it too far. But, how long was I supposed to keep my feelings inside me anyway? There was a lot I was holding on to and if not yesterday, then someday I had to let it out.

She can get jealous seeing me with others but she can't confront her feelings? This, in no form, is fair on either of us.

The elevator door dinged as it tore apart, revealing the most mesmerising sight ever. Asmaara walked in through the main gate in a pink traditional outfit with net sleeves and golden border along the bottom. Soha would be able to go into more details about the outfit because I am hopeless at that stuff. But, what I am good at is- noticing the glow on her face. She looked breathtakingly beautiful.

She smiled at the receptionist, asking for Zara's room. The lady behind the desk called Zara and soon pointed towards where I stood, maybe explaining the way.

Asmaara's eyes travelled in my direction and stopped to look at me for a few moments. She quickly recollected herself and fiddle with her hair, tucking them behind her ears. Then she turned her attention towards the receptionist.

That nervousness though.

Too adorable to not smile at.

After a short exchange of words, she began walking in my direction while I stood still, too busy staring at her. She glanced at me and quickly looked away before walking past me. I heard a ding and realised that the elevator door just closed behind me.

What the-? She left without even saying hi?

Sharma rahi hogi, a voice came from inside mey head and I grinned to myself. Probably looking like an idiot.

Yup.

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

I pulled Zara's hair into a loose French braid and applied light, nude make up. Picnics aren't supposed to be so fancy anyway.

"So you met him?" She asked out of nowhere and I frowned. "Met who?"

"Come on, even you know," she smirked but my frown didn't go away, "wahi! Jis ki wajaah se tum kal puri raat nahi soyi."

Shehry.

Haan dekha toh tha par baat karne ki himmat hi nahi hui. Koi itna bhi acha kaise lag sakta hai ki saamne wale Ka moo hi na khule? Yeah, he always looks handsome but, there was something weird about it today. I could literally feel my temperature rise when his eyes were on me, looking right through my soul. Too much to handle.

"Kahaan kho gayi?" Zara clicked her fingers in front of my face and I nervously fiddled with the eye shadow palettes. "I had a good night sleep." I quickly said.

"Really? Your dark circles have a different story to tell," she chuckled and I gasped. Ek raat main kaise?

"Just kidding!" she added, laughing and I rolled my eyes, "pasand karti ho toh kehne main kya problem hai? Tumhaari jagah main hoti toh saat bajne ka intezar nahi karti."

Isse kaise pata?

"Seen enough yesterday," she smirked, answering my unanswered question, "main ne toh kal hi haan bol deni Thi aur aaj sari media ko bhi pata chal jata." She sighed dramatically and I mentally strangled her with her very own long hair.

However.

"Hum ek doosre se bohot alag hein, Zara," I told her, plainly and turned away. "Haan bhai- meri kismat main Shehryaar Asif jo nahi hai," she commented.

Haan kameeni- tu toh dore daal ke bethi hai. Kal 'I love you,' bol kar tera bas nahi chala, warna aaj shadi bhi kar leti tu. I rolled my eyes and suppressed the groan that was about to escape from my lips. Thank God, a knock on the door interrupted this conversation.

"Come in!" Zara yelled and Hussain came in. "Ready yet?- oh. Hi Asmaara! You are joining us too?"

I was about to shake my head when Zara chirped, "oh yes she is! I need my makeup artist with me!"

Iske makeup ko aag laga dungi main.

"Wow! Great!" Hussain gave me an ear to ear smile and I stopped myself from saying no.

I would be lying if I said that this picnic was fun. It was literally just a buffet arrangement in the hotel's garden. All the crew members knew each other very well and were busy talking. Then, there was me; sitting at a corner like a loner. Zara had forgotten about fixing her makeup every thirty seconds, Hussain was busy on the phone- probably talking to Preet, and the only person who still knew that I existed was the one I was trying my best to avoid.

Why, you ask me? I don't know.

This weird knot forms in my stomach every time he approaches me and I find myself unintentionally walking away from him. There was some sort of nervousness that I had never felt around him before. Why is his presence affecting me so much?

I shook away my thoughts and began looking for a quiet corner. This hotel is huge- You have a five star section and then there are cottage-like family rooms and bed 'n' breakfast sections for travellers too. In the middle is a pond with a mini bridge on the top of it. With artificial colourful flowers, garden lights and snow still sitting on the edges, this place looked no less than a fairy world. I smiled as I walked up to the bridge and rested my elbows on the railing. So peaceful and beautiful.

"It looks even prettier early in the morning," came a voice from a distance and a knot instantly formed in my stomach. I stole a glance and immediately turned away, quickly looking down at myself to make sure that I looked presentable.

Why did I just do that?

"I am sure it does," I replied in a mere, nervous whisper as Shehry came and stood beside me.

I felt the corners of my lips twitching upwards as my heart almost jumped out of my throat. I closed my eyes to calm myself down but, that only ended up shifting my focus to his sweet cologne that now lingered in my nostrils. Everything about this man is perfect. His looks, his cute laugh, the way he walks, his smell and even his heart. Yes, I am a hundred per cent sure about the last one because it belongs to me now!

What. did. I. just. say. there?

My own thoughts made me blush and a loud nervous laugh made its way through my lips to embarrass me. And when I say loud, I mean L.O.U.D.

I instantly bit my lips as Shehry's confusing gaze fell on me. From the corner of my eye, I could see him smiling too and my cheeks heated up again. Act normal, Asmaara khan.

But, then again, how can someone stay normal in front of this guy?

"Okaayy," I heard him chuckle and I quickly turned to him. "I have to tell you something."

It's not seven yet but, another five hours wait will be far too torturous for both of us. I swear it will kill me. There are things that he need to know and there is an answer that I owe him. The sooner the better. I gulped the lump in my throat as I mentally prepared myself to recall one of my worst nightmares.

I took a deep breath but, before I could start, someone rudely barged in our conversation with loud music. I frowned as I looked around but, there was no one around us. It got louder and louder. While I tried figuring out the source of the music, Shehry kept still and adorably wore that smile on his lips. At a point I thought it is one of those dream scenes that you would normally read about in books. You know, where something cool is about to happen with the protagonist but, the alarm clock goes off or someone shakes them out of their sleep.

But, no. It wasn't one of those.

Shehry cleared his throat awkwardly, grabbing my attention again, "Uhm I think that's your phone."

I stopped moving instantly and blinked at him, embarrassed. That was really my phone! See, this man can even make you forget your own stupid ring tone!

And why is my ring tone such a horrible one?

I sighed and pulled it out. I frowned at it as it flashed a very familiar number. Excusing myself, I stepped away from Shehry and answered the call, "hey."

"Asmaara?" Came a tired voice and I frowned to myself. "Mama what's wrong with your voice? Are you ok?"

She is not the kind of a person who would yell all the time but, there is always a sort sternness in her voice. Her voice reflects confidence that mine never did. Right now she sounded so weak that it actually scared me.

I heard her couch and I asked again, "mama what's going on? Where is baba?"

"I am fine," she managed to say between light coughs but, that didn't sound convincing at all to me.

"I just need to see you as soon as possible."

~~~

Umm.. So.. Yeah....

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I guess I am going to take my time with updates. At least you guys remember voting that way :P :P
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Please Koi chapter name suggest kar do bhai :'(

Believe it or not, I wrote about 6 drafts for this chapter, each time changing the scene so I don't end up complicating things .. LOL. This is the best one I could come up with while trying not to ruin the initial plan.

For those of you waiting for Once Upon A Dare update, I will update it hopefully on Wednesday, after my exam. I have it written out but I know that it can be A LOT better so I will be making some changes to it.

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