Misha's POV:

The moment the engagement was over, me and Zoya made a run for it. We said our goodbyes to Rubab who whispered to us that she was coming over to stay at Zoya's place once she was free from here. We gave a silent nod before leaving. Zohaib was releasing a dangerous aura but it was subtle compared to the air around Ibraheem and Kamran who looked like they were going to lunge at us any second.

The moment it was announced that the food was set, we took the commotion as our cue to escape. We sat down in Zoya's car, grabbed Mc Donald's on the way back and surprised Zoya's mother by arriving before our curfew. On our ride back, we kept looking back to see if any suspicious cars were following us. We stated that the reason for coming back early was because I suddenly got period cramps and had to come back. We could never tell them that our blast from the pasts had decided to drop a bomb on us on Rubab's engagement.

Exactly 3 hours later, Rubab, Zoya and I were sitting on Zoya's bed cross legged, quite literally holding our head in our hands. We sighed heavily as we looked at the bed sheets in exhaustion. I was the one to break silence.

"Mujhe tou samajh nahi araha Ibraheem kidher se tapak para udher. Matlab mujhe khawab ana tha k Rubab k mangetar ka dost nikal ayega woh. Dunya itni chothi kaisi hosakti hai? (I still can't comprehend how Ibraheem just popped up there. I mean, it wasn't even in my wildest dreams to guess that Ibraheem would end up being the friend of Rubab's fiancée.)" I sighed deeply as I pulled my hair back.

"Hain?! Woh Zohaib ka dost hai? Kya? Kaisay? Kyun? Usko wohi mila tha dost bhanane k liye? (What?! He is Zohaib's friend? What? How? Why? Zohaib just had to befriend him of all people?) Rubab replied, surprise masking her face while she processed the information and then Zoya dropped bomb number two on her.

"Agay tou suno. Kamran ne mujhe Anushay bola hai. ANUSHAY. (Keep listening. Kamran called me Anushay. ANUSHAY.)" Zoya said while Rubab's face morphed into shock. "Mujhe tou yeh nahi samajh arahi k kisi ko Anushay wali baat ka nahi pata sewai tum logon k aur meri family k tou usko kaise pata chal gaya? (I just can't understand how he knows about this when literally nobody knows about this except you two and my family members.)" Zoya exhaled sharply in defeat.

"WHAT? HE CALLED YOU ANUSHAY?" Rubab choked on her sprite. "What even is happening? How does he even know about that?"

"I have no clue. Literally none." Zoya answered truthfully. "Abbu made sure that there was no record of that left anymore." I was deep in thought until I noticed a look on Rubab's face I knew all too well. She was nervous like she was holding something in.

"Rubab? What's wrong? You looked pale when we were leaving the engagement and you look anxious right now too. What's up? The engagement went smoothly right?" I knew she was bothered by what happened to us but there was something else. She looked like she wanted to say something. Taking two semesters in psychology had one huge benefit. I was able to read faces quite nicely.

"It went smoothly and I wish it hadn't." Rubab's reply confused both me and Zoya who looked at each other before looking at her again to continue. "That Zohaib, something about him is off. He whispered something to me which scared the crap out of me."

"What did he say?" Zoya questioned as she sipped her Fanta.

"I don't know if I misheard him or something but he said something like 'ab tou tum meri hogaye ho, kahin bhi kabhi nahi jannay dena menay tumhe.' (Now that you are officially mine, I am not going to let you go anywhere at all now.)" Rubab gulped and we all went silent. "Thing is, I don't get why he is saying that. I hardly know him apart from the picture my parents showed me and the stalking I did of him on Facebook. We aren't even friends on any social media sites yet. It's just downright creepy for him to say something like that."

"I got goosebumps just hearing this." Zoya shivered while I thought hard on why he would say this but I was clueless. The silence was broken when Zoya's phone buzzed on the side table. She picked it up and frowned before bursting out loud. "Are you fucking kidding me? KAMRAN KHAN WANTS TO FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM? YEH KYA MAZAK HAI? (What kind of joke is this?)" Zoya flashed the phone screen at me and Rubab to show the notification. Before I could even respond, my phone buzzed and I turned to look at me.

Ibraheem Narejo wants to follow you on Instagram.

Was this a joke? Are there hidden cameras somewhere? I put the phone between the three of us on the bed so they could see as I slowly moved my hands through my hair in stress. After a few minutes of absolute silence, Zoya broke the silence.

"Block kardein? (Let's block?)" Zoya questioned and I nodded. I was about to pick up my phone to do the deed and then Rubab's phone made a notification alert sound. Zoya and I snapped our heads in her direction in fear as she gulped before taking out her phone from her bag. She didn't reply for a few seconds before she finally said,

"Fahad Abroo wants to follow me on Instagram. Why is he even sending me a request?" Rubab said with finality as she put her phone down on the bed along with mine and Zoya's.

"Akhir yeh ho kya raha hai? (What even is happening?)" Zoya replied as all three of us looked at our phones with dread.

Meanwhile, Ibraheem's POV:

"Anushay Zoya hosakti hai? Zoya Anushay hosakti hai? (Can Zoya be Anushay? Or can Anushay be Zoya?)" I heard Kamran say for the tenth time as he downed another shot. Fahad looked at him in pity while I was still trying to process tonight's events.

"Bus aik tareeka hai pata lagwane ka. (There is only one way to find out.) I am going to send her a request on Instagram. I will try to get to know her." Kamran slurred and Fahad looked like he wanted to rationalize with him but it was pointless at this point. "Agar yeh waqaye Anushay nikal aye tou menay isko nahi chorna lekin yeh Anushay nahi hosakti, woh tou faut hogaye thi. Lekin Zoya ko bilkul Anushay jaisi chot lagi howi thi bazo par. (If she turns out to be Anushay, I am never going to let her go but she can't be Anushay because she passed away. But then Zoya has the exact same injury Anushay did on her arm.)"

"Tujhe us chot ki itni achi pehchaan kyun hai? (How do you know about that injury so well?)" Fahad asked in pure curiosity. Fahad and I knew Anushay was the girl who Kamran was obsessed with since childhood but that was all we knew. He never mentioned anything more about her. Not until today at least.

"Zahri si baat hai usko woh chot meri waja se laghi thi. Mujhe aik gaari lagne laghi thi, isne akar mujhe dhaka diya tha bachane k liye. Isko pura bazo chil gaya tha. Teen line men cut paray thay jaise ab Zoya ko paray howe hen. (I know about that injury because it was caused because of me. A car was going to hit me but she pushed me to save me. Her arm was badly hurt and these three lines were formed on her arm. The one's Zoya has on her arm now.) Kamran explained and we all nodded in understanding. So that was why he was obsessed with her? She had saved his life? But the real question was, was Zoya really Anushay? If she is, I honestly don't know what Kamran would do to her. He has been looking for her all his life after all. I don't know if it was obsession or love for him.

Speaking of love, I was shocked when I had looked away for a few seconds from Misha in the engagement to see her gone. That little fox. She always manages to escape. This habit of hers hasn't changed at all. Watching her tonight shook me to the core. I didn't know what to think or do at that time but all I knew was I wanted her more than anything until I heard her bitter words. I realized that all these years I had been looking for her in all those girls but they couldn't even hold a candle to Misha. They could never be Misha Yousaf.

"Ya Rab, why did you send her back into my life now?" I looked up at the sky hoping for a sign. "I barely got over her and now she is back again."

"Okay so I have sent her a request and Ibraheem, Misha is showing up in Zoya's mutual friends." Kamran said as he handed me his phone and I clicked on her account to look at her display picture. Damn, that was one gorgeous picture. Who the hell had she posted that for? Who was she trying to impress anyway? I took out my own phone, typed in her username and sent her a request.

"Rubab looked really beautiful today." Fahad said suddenly and it was time for me and Kamran to give him that look.

"Woh bhi mutuals men arahi hai. Dekhni hai? (She is also showing in the mutuals. Wanna see?)" I handed him Kamran's phone and Fahad took it eagerly.

"Yeh kuch ziada hi nahi pyari hogaye? (Hasn't she gotten a little too pretty?) Doctor to be, eh? I am sending her a request too."

"Oye, Zohaib ki bandi hai ab. (Hey, she is Zohaib's woman now.)" I warned but he gave a dead pan look.

"Tou? Request bhej raha hun, rishta nahi. (So? I am sending a request, not a marriage proposal.)" Fahad said as he took out his phone and sent a request.

"Guys?" Kamran chugged half the bottle down before putting it down on the table.

"Yeah?" Fahad and I said in unison.

"Chalo Lahore Chalein. (Let's go to Lahore.)" Kamran said with a smirk that we returned.

Let the fun begin all over again.