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~~~PREET'S POV~~~

The breakfast was rather silent. Hussain didn't talk to me, I didn't talk to him and Shehry hadn't said a word since last night. I saw his lights flicker on and off from my balcony until I finally gave up and went to bed. I am sure he didn't sleep last night and his mind wasn't as quite as he looked right now. There must be a million things going on inside his head but, he won't ever voice them.

Hussain should have talked to him; I just know that their short one on one chat can solve this problem. I know Hussain can talk Shehry into anything and he is the only one Shehry will ever open up to. But, how will that happen when Hussain himself doesn't want to discus this topic? In fact, he was the one who pre-poned Shehry's ticket to tonight.

Once I helped bhabhi in the kitchen, I decided to head upstairs and pack my bags too. I stopped in front of Shehry's room first and sighed, seeing him fiddling with his last minute packing. Shall I talk to him? Hussain is in our room so, he wouldn't know if I did. Last night, my constant requests had pissed him off so much and now we are not even talking.

Hmph.

"Main help kar doon?" I asked when I realised Shehry was stuffing his shirts in randomly. He looked up and shook his head, "I'll be fine."

Okay.....

"So, where to?" I asked, pulling out the shirts again and folding them. Yeah, maan wali main bhi nahi hoon. He huffed and moved to the pile of gifts that he had bought for Maha, Ami and baba.

"Home," he replied shortly after and I silently nodded.

"Bhaag rahe ho?" I am pretty sure my questions were bothering him because his body visibly stiffened this time. "Bhaag toh pehle raha tha.... Uske peechey."

"Shehry, you know you are the mature one here, right? Tumhe toh samjhna chahiye usse," I said, zipping one of the black suitcases and he sighed. "Teen saal se samjh hi toh raha tha."

"Toh ek baar... Ek baar aur sahi?" I suggested, strongly hoping for him to understand.

"Nahi yaar. Not this time."

~~~HUSSAIN's POV~~~

I wore my wrist watch and headed downstairs. I had only been there for breakfast and then came back upstairs to avoid faking smiles and chats. I was clearly not in the mood for any of that after what happened yesterday.

I spent my entire night thinking about Asmaara. How can someone be so selfish and heartless? I understand that after a rough relationship it's hard for her to blindly trust someone but, not even giving a chance to Shehry? It's just so unfair . I don't care about her history anymore; I just don't like that girl now.

"Oh wow! That's a brilliant news Khan Saahb," I heard Preet's tau ji's voice when I reached the end of the staircase. Preet slightly looked up at me and I frowned.

"We will definitely come," uncle said to the man who was facing away from me. I looked at Shehry and found him staring at me already. He looked away and so did I. Who is this man?

"There is a small function tonight. We had to make quick arrangements because Asmaara wanted her friends to be there too," the man, in the black blazer, said. Wait, this man was Asmaara's dad?

"Jee zaroor, Preet will definitely come," uncle said, looking at Preet and she nodded. "Preet hi kyun? Ab toh Hussain aur... Shehry bhi hein," Asmaara's dad added, looking at Shehry and I clenched my fists. Really now?

"Arey haan bilkul," uncle replied with a smile and I nodded when he looked at me.

"Toh issi baat pe moo meetha ki jiyein," Asmaara's dad announced, getting up from the couch with a box of sweets in his hand and I rolled my eyes, irritated.

Beti zakhm deti hai aur uske baba unn zakhmo par namak chirakne aa gaye.

Once he made everyone eat the sweets, he moved towards me. I reluctantly took a bite and forced a smile but, the real problem was when he went towards Shehry. He asked him to take a bite first and when Shehry opened his mouth, he shoved the whole piece in his mouth, laughing loudly. For some reason, it felt like he was doing it on purpose. He was laughing at my brother.

Shehry cleared his throat awkwardly and glanced my way, before walking out of the lounge. I followed after him to the back garden and spotted him near the fountain, by the swing.

"Shehry?" I called out and he fiddle a bit before turning to face me. "Y-yeah?"

"Uh.. How are you?" I asked, not knowing where to start the conversation from, and he chuckled. "Never been better before."

I blinked at him and shoved my hands in my pocket, not knowing what to say next. "So, you have finally learnt to lie, hmm?"

Shehry somewhat laughed at that while I silently stood there. He turned to me and gestured me to sit on the swing. "I am not lying.. Honestly," he said and my heart refused to believe him.

He chuckled again and I frowned. What's so funny?

"Yaar.. There is this saying that if you love someone then set them free. If they don't come back, they were never meant to be yours," he shrugged, "as cheesy as it may sound, I believe in it."

I nodded and he continued, "now I just don't care. Aana hoga toh aaye gi warna uncle invitation toh de hi gaye hein. Tu ho aana meri jagah."

"But, dude what if she realises Tonight and you won't be here? Aane ke liye time hi kahaan diya tune?" I asked and he shook is head with a smile on his face, clearly trying to mask away his pain.

"Teen saal diye- bohot nahi hai? I can't give her more than that.. I am not that strong," he whispered and I laughed to that. "Saaley, tu strong nahi hai? Jhootha!"

"I am not, Hussain. I can wait for her forever but, I can't stay here, knowing that she will be getting engaged to someone else... Acha hai jaa raha hoon," he said, looking up at me, "damn! It hurts to even think about it."

"I understand," I replied, almost to myself.

"No. No you don't," Shehry shook his head and ran a hand through his hair, "she is replacing me with someone else. No one can understand this except for me."

When Preet was getting married to Raj, I had felt what Shehry is feeling right now. Maybe he is going through a lot worse because at least I had a chance to win my girl back as I knew that she loved only me. But, Asmaara left Shehry, telling him on his face that she hates him.

"But, what if she doesn't?" I asked, frowning at the grass, and then looked up, "what if she doesn't get engaged? What if she comes back?"

Shehry looked at me with moist eyes and ... Oh God! That laugh!

"Nahi aayegi ab woh and I have stopped wishing for that."

His voice painfully shaky.

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

"And the earrings to go with it," mama announced as she displayed a purple dress with golden embroidery on it in front of me. Along with them, were heavy gold jhumkas. I forced a smile and she caressed my cheek before leaving the room.

My parents are so ignorant, I swear. Baba didn't talk to me at all since I came back from the hospital but, I am sure that even he found out about Shehry through social media as someone in the party had uploaded pictures of him and Soha. Baba didn't even feel the need to console me; he just informed me about the engagement this morning and left. I don't want this engagement but, do I have an option? Now I don't even have a good reason to say no to baba. Yeh Bilal mil jaye mujhe kaheen, uska khoon kar doongi main.

I sighed and pushed the dress aside before getting off the bed. I needed to take a long, hot shower to function properly. I reached for my cupboard to pull out a fresh towel and my outfit for the day. Opening it, the first thing that came in my view was Shehry's blazer, folded and kept neatly. I carefully pulled it out and looked down at it. My eyes stung as his fragrance filled the air around me and I took a deep breath.

Keeping this blazer with me is a bad idea; maybe I should return it as soon as possible. I'll ask Faiza to drop it off at Preet's by tonight.

"Asmaara Ma'am?" The knock on my door caught my attention.

"Come in," I called out, closing my cupboard and Faiza appeared from behind the door.

"Uhm Bilal Sir is here to see you," she informed me and I rolled my eyes. Mar kyun nahi jata yeh aadmi?

"Send him in," I told her and Faiza nodded. The idea discomforted me, it sent a shiver down my spine. "No wait! I am coming," I quickly added and Faiza left.

After a few moments I headed outside and Dr Bilal stood there; in a perfectly ironed black suit like always.

"Aap yahaan?" I asked, catching his attention. He turned around and smiled, "yeah, couldn't wait to see you, I guess."

I chuckled at that, "I thought you wanted me to be your patient. Aap toh shadi tak pohoch gaye."

"And I thought you hated me; aap toh bari aasani se maan gayeen," he commented and I rolled my eyes. Mentally of course.

"I just came to check if you were actually interested or not," he said after a while and I sighed. "I have stopped taking interest in humans."

"Why so?"

"None of your business."

"Of course it is!" He laughed, killing the distance between us, "after all, mangni hai hamari! We are going to be life partners soon."

Life partners, my foot.

"Oh come on, why would you say that now? You chose me, right?" He asked and I bit my lower lip. I was thinking out loud?

"My parents did," I corrected him with my plain rude reply.

"What about your choice?"

"Whatever my parents choose for me."

Dr Bilal cleared his throat and fixed his tie, "well then, I came here to take you to the jewellery store. Let's select our own engagement rings for tonight."

Ring? Usne mere saamne kisi aur Ko woh ring pehna di. How could he do that to me?

"Who?" A voice pulled me back from my trance and I looked up in utter shock. I said that out loud again?

"No one," I replied, wiping the tear that had escaped from my eye. "Is that the same guy from the party?"

"No," I looked away but, this guy just wasn't going to give up anytime soon. He came forward and stood in front of me, "the guy you danced with."

"No."

"The one who cried when you went missing?"

He cried for me? Shehry cried for me?

"No!"

"Admit it you were talking about him!" He yelled at me.

"No I wasn't!"

"You were, I know it!"

"I was not talking about Shehry! Don't you get it?" I snapped, pushing him away.

Bilal laughed, throwing his head back while I glared at him. "When did I say Shehry?" He asked, smirking, and I instantly felt weak in my knees.

I looked away and when I chose not to answer that, he approached me again and held me by my elbow. I winced as this was the exact same spot where Shehry had held my arm from; I ended up getting a bruise there.

"What the hell? What are you doing?" I yelled as Dr Bilal dragged me out of the main door. "So you love this Shehry, huh?"

"No I don't!"

"Come on, who are you lying to? Why are you ruining my life?" He asked again and I jerked his hand away.

"Your life? Life toh meri ruin ho rahi hai!" I yelled, "my parents like you, you like me, I like Shehry and he likes someone else! My life is the one getting ruined here!"

"Mere parents ne mere kapre bhi khud decide kiye; Tum ring decide kar lo. Jo bhi le aao ge pehn loongi," I added, looking right into his eyes.

"Why are you so disinterested in this engagement?" He asked, yelling. Is he that stupid?

"Because I don't want all this wedding drama!"

"Kyun?!"

"Kyun ki main Shehry se pyaar karti hoon, don't you get it?" I blurted and instantly pressed my lips together. I gulped when I realised what I had just said.

A hot sensation creeped it's way up to my cheeks and tears rolled down my face as I fell to my knees. I covered my mouth with my hand to stop myself from yelping. I am supposed to hate him and not love him; he ruined everything.

"Oh my Gawd! I always knew that you will propose to me one day!" Dr Bilal shrieked in a girly voice and I looked up, frowning at him.

"What?" I managed to ask.

"First get up," he asked and I did, "now look behind you."

I turned around and he came forward to stand beside me, "someone else will explain this long story in short!"

My frown grew deeper but, my eyes widened when that someone came in my view.

"Tum?" I chocked while she smiled warmly at me.

~~~SHEHRY's POV~~~

"Haath choro mera!"

"Kaun Tum? Tum mere the hi kab?

"You broke me!"

"I hate you, Shehry!"

"Aye Shehry what's the time?"

"Huh?" I looked to my right, only to spot three pair of eyes staring at me. Hussain, Preet and Adeel.

"Time? My phone's battery is dead," Hussain said and I blinked at him.

"And I mine is at home," Preet shrugged.

"Aur mera gardi main hai," Adeel raised his hands like he was a criminal.

They sounded like they were trying to convince themselves more than me. I shrugged it off and reached for my phone that was kept in my pocket. However, I couldn't feel it there anymore.

"Oh no, I guess I left it in the car- give me the keys and I'll get it," I said and Hussain tossed the keys at me. "Come soon!" He yelled and I walked out of the airport.

I unlocked the car once I had found it in this huge parking lot and took my phone out. Looking up at the evening sky, I sighed. I am leaving your city and I hope not to return. Ever. I wish you all the happiness in the world. Mujh se door hi sahi par khush rehna.

"Shehry?" I felt like I heard her voice but, there is no way she can be here. Great! I have started hallucinating now.

I shook the voice away and began walking back to the departure building.

"Please ek baar meri baat sun lo?" I heard again and this time I turned around, holding my breath.

The ground beneath my feet almost moved when my eyes fell on Asmaara. She is here. To talk to me? To talk to me! Oh God! I don't believe this, someone pinch me please? Shut up Shehry, pata nahi iss baar kya kehna hai isse?

"Tum? What are you doing here?" I asked, looking anywhere but, at her.

"It's a free world; I can go anywhere I like," she chuckled, nervousness evident in her voice.

I decided to steal a glance at her and my heart missed a beat. Her face looked quite swollen and her eyes were red and puffy. Did she cry for me? Or because of me? Her hair was falling out and she wore flip flops. My eyes fell on her outfit; she wore my blazer and it suddenly began to tease me again. Why can I not hug her the way that blazer was?

I cleared my throat and looked away again, "I have a flight to catch."

"I know," she nodded, turning around. I thought she would leave and I almost leaped forward to stop her but, she turned around again.

"Look, I understand I screw up all the time, I am not perfect and you hate me- maybe... Maybe to the moon and back!" She said, slightly chuckling. No, I can never hate you and you are flawless; even in these mismatched clothes.

"And I know that I deserve this from you- from Preet- from everyone. Maybe a lot worse! I am too selfish and stupid to hurt you all the time... To let you go every time and I don't care if you hate me for this but, before you leave, I need you to know that I...." She paused to breath for a second and I noticed the tears that had escaped from her eyes.

"I.. I love you," she whispered the rest, looking at the ground, and I closed my eyes, feeling the moment. For a moment, everything stopped around me and all I could feel was her voice. My heart ached; this is what I was dying to hear from you, Asmaara. Mar raha tha kab se yeh sunne ke liye. These three words. Suddenly, I felt like I was dreaming because my heart kept refusing to believe what I had just heard.

She blinked at me and I ran my hand across my face, wiping the tears that had escaped from my eyes. I looked up and inhaled a deep breath,

"I didn't hear you."

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

"I.. I love you," I whispered, gathering all the strength that I had in me. Damn, I actually said that out loud and that too in front of him!

He kept staring at me with a lot of emotions reflecting in his eyes. He looked lost and confused. I wanted him at least say something. His expressions scared me, they made me nervous.

"I didn't hear you," he said, wiping his moist eyes. Now it pains me to realise that I gave him those tears.

"I said I love you," my voice broke this time but, that lump I used to feel in my throat, was gone. "I love you, Shehry," I yelled a little louder, wiping my cheeks.

Fresh tears escaped from my eyes and he just stood there, still. He didn't even blink once and I doubted that he was even breathing. We stood there, silently, for another minute or so until that silence began to kill me.

"Can you please say something?" I cried, begging him, and took a step towards him.

"Just stop!" He yelled suddenly, raising his hand, and I took my step back in utter shock. I gulped, batting my eyelids to stop my visions from blurring.

"If you... If you come any closer," he said in a stern tone, pointing his finger at me, "I am never letting you go! Baad main mat kehna that I was a mistake!"

"Never," I shook my head and ran towards him. He opened his arms for me and I wrapped my arms around his waist. I hid my face in his firm chest and his body stiffened.

"I am sorry, I screwed up," I whimpered against his white tshirt and felt his arms gripping around my shoulders and back. He pulled me in, closer and tighter, like he was scared to let go off me. Even I didn't want him pull away as I felt at peace in his arms.

"I guess we both did," he whispered, pulling away. I looked up at his face, with my hands still lock behind his waist.

"As long as you are here," he whispered before leaning in to kiss my forehead. His warm fingers brushed against my skin as he wiped the tears off my face.

"I love you," I told him again and he smiled warmly at me. It felt good to finally say those words to the right person.

He nodded, rolling his lips inwards. A drop of tear escaped from his eyes before he whispered back, "I was dying to hear this from you."

I blinked at him. "I troubled you a lot, didn't I?" I asked, my lips still trembling, and He nodded.

"Bohot."

~~~SHEHRY's POV~~~

"Bohot," I replied honestly but, mockingly and she pushed me away, instantly. I gasped, trying to grab her arms but, she moved away. Putting her hands on her waist, she frowned at me, "Acha toh let me fix it this time."

I raised an eyebrow at her. Aur kitna fix karna baki hai? You are here and you are mine; isn't that enough?

Suddenly Asmaara dropped to her knees and I jumped back in surprise. She took my hand in her's and looked up at me.

"Mujhse shadi karoge?" She asked and my jaw almost touched the ground. I was at the loss of words due to this sudden switch in roles. Shouldn't I be the one asking this?

"Bolo?" She asked, nervously, and I smirked.

"Oye haan karde. Waise hi kudi bari nazuk hai, Uske gode chil jaayenge!" Came a voice and Asmaara's eyes widened as her cheeks turned a deep shade of red.

I looked up and found Hussain and Adeel standing there with.... Bilal? I turned to Asmaara and asked her to stand up. She pouted, shaking her head, "no, I want my answer first! Shadi karoge ya nahi? Nahi toh mera second option-"

"Karunga! Yes I will!" I blurted out, before she could finish her sentence. There is no way I can let a second, third or whatever option to come between us. Asmaara grinned at me and I made her stand up.

"I never wanted to give that ring to Soha," I told her, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ears. "Pata hai, she told me everything."

My eyes widened as I looked up and found Asmaara smiling at me. She dragged me with her towards where everyone was standing. More like where Bilal was standing.

"I owe you a lot for what you did today," she said to him and I frowned. "But, wasn't it your engagement tonight?"

"No," Bilal chuckled, "waise hi inn madam ke haath main ho toh khushi khushi jaan le le meri- shadi kar ke marna hai Maine? Hum ek doosre se door hi theek hein. Isse tum hi sambhalo."

I smiled, scratching the back of my head. Is she really here? I asked myself and to be hundred percent sure, I intwinned my fingers with hers'. She looked up at me, with her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and I gawked at her. Why so flawless?

We laughed a bit before Asmaara said, "no but, seriously Dr Bilal, thank you."

"Don't thank me, you are the first case which disappointed me the most," he shook his head, "I have never dealt with such a stubborn patient in my life before, I swear."

"I am not your patient!" Asmaara protested, irritated and Bilal chuckled. "Har patient yahi kehta hai."

"Don't make me forget that you helped me and that I should be thankful to you," Asmaara warned him, pointing her index finger at him.

"But I didn't help you. Soha did!" Bilal raised his hands in the air and I frowned. I haven't seen her since that party- where did she disappear?

"And think of the devil!" Adeel announced and we all turned to look where he was looking. Soha and Preet walked towards us; while Soha smiled, Preet looked rather irritated.

That's right! We left her alone in there.

Asmaara's grip, around my hand, tightened as the girls approached us. I guess she felt guilty about how she misbehaved with Preet?

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

I bit my lips and glanced up at Preet. She must be hell angry; the thought itself scared me. I slowly pulled my hand out of Shehry's grip and walked up to her. I nervously smiled but, she totally ignored me.

"Why did you leave me in there alone? Shehry ko bulane aaye the na tum!" She asked Hussain, walking past me. "Preet?" I called out and she chose not to address me.

"Maan ja na, I am sorry," I said, putting my chin on her shoulder from behind. I know she can't stay upset with me for long.

"Sorry? Who are you?" She chuckled, turning around and Adeel raised his eyebrows at me. "Inna gussa?" I asked, pouting at her.

"What was that you said in the hospital? Immediate family only? Main teri kuch nahi lagti na toh jaa!" She made a face at me and then sighed.

I knew that it was her weak moment and I leaped forwards to hug her. After a few failed attempts of escaping, she gave up and hugged me back. Shehry threw his hundred watt smile at me and I returned it while everyone cheered.

"Subha ka bhoola agar sham ko ghar laut aaye toh usse bhoola nahi kehte," Preet smirked, pinching my nose, and I rolled my eyes at her. "Cheesy much!"

"If you are ever going to leave, you better leave now," Hussain's voice caught my attention and I lowered my head, feeling guilty, "you dare not hurt my brother again."

I gulped and nodded, "never," And looked at Shehry. He was already staring at me and I felt like his gaze would burn my skin any moment yet, I couldn't take my eyes off him.

I can't believe what I was going to do today. I almost lost this man to my insecurities and lack of faith in love. Thanks to Soha who turned up at the right time and cleared the misunderstandings. At that time, there was nothing more that I wanted to do than to punish myself but, she was the one who made me come here. In fact, she was the one who approached Dr Bilal and told him everything. I can never forget what these two have done for me.

"Ab aankho hi aankho main baatien khatam ho gayeen ho toh flight hai Shehry. Chal," Hussain's voice made me look away. Flight? What?

"Yeah, chalo chalo," Adeel said, pulling Shehry with him and I felt sad all of a sudden. That pit in my stomach grew deeper. He is leaving already?

Oh no. Please!

"Arey arey itni kya jaldi hai? I'll go with you guys tomorrow. Lets just postpone the ticket!" Shehry said all of a sudden and I grinned, supporting him. "Yeah do that!"

"Oh ho, tujhe bari jaldi hai?" Preet whispered, winking at me and I rolled my eyes. Parking lot main propose kar diya, ab kuch baatien toh karne do hamein.

"Achaww!" They all sang together I blinked at them, confused. Suddenly I felt like I would do anything to die right there. I was thinking out loud. AGAIN!

"M-main jaa rahi hoon," I turned around to leave but, Hussain and Adeel blocked my way.

"Jaa hum rahe hein. Kyuki yeh kabab kam- haddiyaan zada lag rahi hain!" Hussain chuckled and I shook my head, definitely blushing like an idiot.

"Shehry, keep it halal ok?" Adeel commented before stepping away and Shehry narrowed his eyes at him. "That reminds me, I need to talk to your family!" He said, looking at me.

"Baba Ko kaun manayega?" I mumbled to myself, remembering how he made it clear that he doesn't like Shehry.

"Leave that to me," Dr Bilal said and turned to Shehry, "he is my responsibility. Tum toh bas apne parents Ko le aao aur dulhan le jao."

I bit my lips to avoid myself from smiling like an idiot again. His words reminded me of what Preet had said in the mall the other day. Mrs Asmaara Shehryaar Asif. It's finally going to happen! But, will his family accept Me? Oh god! Ek nayi tension. What if his parents don't like me?

"Hey?" Shehry's whisper caught my attention and I looked up at him, "what happened?"

"Nothing," I shook my head and looked around to find no one standing there. "Gaye sab, leaving us alone," Shehry answered my unanswered question and I smiled. He scratched the back of his neck and I just stood there, feeling awkward all of a sudden.

Suddenly his hands landed on my hips and he jerked me towards him. My hands landed on his chest and I gasped, looking up at him. I could feel his heartbeat under my palm. He smirked at me.

"Mere saath date par chalo gi?"

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