After shooting for almost 2 days in Paris, they all set out to come back to L.A...

After boarding flight, Ishqi and Ahaan sat near each other. Ishqi pulled out her headphones and pulled them to her phone, but before she could wear them, Ahaan stopped her...

Ahaan- Ishqi aaj aapne headphones andar rakhdo, main puri flight bore hojaunga yaar.

Ishqi- ha toh hojao.

Ahaan- soo rude, you are.

Ishqi- thak you!! Ab main pehenlu?

Ahaan- mana karunga toh manogi?

Ishqi- nahi.

Ahaan- then why are you even asking me!!

Ishqi then ignoring Ahaan's words plugged her headphones to her phone and started listening to songs but to her disgrace her headphones had stopped working...

Ishqi- ugh!! Mere headphones kharab hogaye, aawaz hi nahi aarahi. Tumhari hi nazar lag gayi hai mere bichara headphones ko.

Ahaan- tumhare headphones bichara aur main, main nazar lagane wala.

Ishqi- ji haa!!

Ahaan- tumse na baar hi nahi karni mujhe.

Ishqi- toh mat karo.

After a few minutes of silence, Ahaan was getting really bored so he thought of breaking the ice...

Ahaan- Ishqi...

As Ahaan turned towards Ishqi, he saw that she had already slept. Ahaan just kept looking at her cute, calm, sweet face...

"Jab jagi hui hoti hai tab tph bas roast karti reheti hai aur taane marte reheti hai par ab jab so rahi hai toh kitni pyaari aur cute lag rahi hai..."

As Ahaan was looking at her, Ishqi slowly moved and kept her head on his shoulder while holding his arm tightly. Ahaan stayed quiet and soon dozed off...

Next morning, as Ishqi woke up, she saw herself holding Ahaan's arm while keeping her head on his shoulder. She quickly separated...

"Ishqi tu kuch bhi karleti sote sote par iss bande ke kandhe pe, wait bande ke kandhe pe waah just like rhyming words...Ishqi focus, some huye Ahaan ke kandhe ke sar rakhna zaroori tha kya. Aree sote huye kuch bhi karleti, sleep walk karleti dance karleti plane se kud jaati par yeh. Ugh!! Waise bhi yeh Banda itna filmy hai, agar yeh pata chal gaya ke main iske kandhe pe sar rakhe sogayi thi toh usse pakka yeh koi film ka scene lagega..."

Just then Ishqi saw him slowly waking up so she quickly closed her eyes, acting as if she is asleep...

Fortunately, for Ishqi, he was still really sleepy and couldn't remember what happened last night...

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It's been almost 2 months since Ishqi and Ahaan had met and started working on their new project...

Today, everyone has decided to go out clubbing for a change after shooting...

Ishqi- oye Ahaan sunn...

Ishqi said coming out of her vanity room...

Ahaan- boliye madam.

Ishqi- tum mujhe pick karlo, meri car repair hone gayi hai.

Ahaan- yes madam aur kuch?

Ishqi- aaj keliye itna hi, outside my house at 7 o'clock sharp.

Ahaan- main tumhara driver nahi hu.

Ishqi- idea bura nahi hai, baadne milti hu, byee driver...

"Isse kehete hai khudke pair pe khud hi kulhaadi marna. Ab Ishqi tujhe chodne nahi wali, sunn ab driver wale taane"

Ahaan directly went home and got ready, knowing Ishqi would kill him if he's late, and then left to pick Ishqi...

As he reached and honked, Ishqi immediately came outside. Ahaan was stunned to see her how beautiful she was looking...

Ishqi came and sat in the car while Ahaan kept looking at her...

Ishqi- ghoorte hi rahoge ya koi compliment dene ka bhi irada hai?

Ahaan- acchi dikh rahi ho.

Ishqi- bas acchi aur kuch nahi??

Ahaan- aur tareef sunni hai, okay toh suno...Husn aafat nahi toh fir kya hai, tu qayamat nahi toh kya hai...waah...waah!!

Ishqi- shut up!! What waah waah?!?! Tumhari iss ghatiya shayari se accha toh tumhara plain aur boring "acchi dikh rahi ho tha"

Ahaan- well you asked for it...

Ishqi- maaf karde mujhe shayar, ab chale ki kripa karenge.

Ahaan laughed and then started driving. After a 15 minute ride, Ishqi and Ahaan finally reached the club where everyone, including, their fellow cast members, who significantly don't have that big of a role as Ishqi and Ahaan and crew members. They all entered without wasting a second and started enjoying themselves...

The club was filled with people, some enjoying on dance floor while others at the bar. The DJ kept blasting the music making it impossible for anyone to hear anything. As soon as Ishqi stepped in, she made an irritating face...

Ahaan- kya hua aisa tamatar jaisa muh kyu banaya hai?

Ishqi- first of all, maine naa hi tamatar jaisa muh banaya hai aur naa hi main tamatar jaisi dikhti hu and secondly I hate parties.

Ahaan- what?!?! Yeah I mean tumhe toh aisi boring life jeene ki aadat hogi na.

This time, to Ahaan's surprise, Ishqi stayed quiet, she didn't come up with a more savage reply to roast him or anything, she just stayed quiet as if deep down she knew he was right or rather felt hurt that out of everyone he said this. She, as quickly as possible, went to the bar while others were at dance floor...

Ahaan right away noticed her behavior. He knew unknowingly he might have hurt her feelings and so to make up for it he followed Ishqi to the bar, calling out her name...

Ahaan- Ishqi...Ishqi wait...

Ishqi- kya hua chilla kyu rahe ho, already itna shor hai.

Ahaan- tum mujhse naraz ho?

Ishqi- ab kya kiya tumne?

"Rehene de Ahaan yeh offend nahi hui toh kyu faltu mein usse offend kar raha hai, chup hoja"

Ahaan- nahi maine toh kuch nahi kiya.

Ishqi- toh fir main kya Hitler lagti hu jo faltu mein gussa karungi.

"Abhi toh kar hi rahi ho" Ahaan mumbled in a very slow voice hoping Ishqi won't hear it in loud noise of music, but she did...

Without paying any heed to it Ishqi sat on a bar stool and ordered herself a Coca-Cola...

Ahaan- Ishqi chalo na dance karte hai.

Ishqi- no thank you...

Ahaan- Ishqi chalo na, come on yaar.

Ishqi- no yaar, I don't like to dance plus yeh DJ bohot boring gaane baja raha hai.

Ahaan- agar bollywood song bajaya toh nachegi?

Ishqi- haa nachlungi...

Ishqi said knowing that the DJ wouldn't probably play a Bollywood song while Ahaan quickly went to the DJ asking him to play a bollywood song. Soon after asking DJ started playing a hindi song...

Ishqi's drink was served and as she finished drinking it Ahaan went near her and without saying a word, pulled her on the dance floor...

Paan mein pudina dekha
Naak ka nageena dekha 
Chikani chameli dekhke 
Chikna kamina dekha... 

Ishqi- yaha bollywood song kaisa chala diya, how did you do it??

Ahaan- doesn't matter tum bas dance aur enjoy karo...

Chand ne cheater hoke cheat kiya toh  saare taare bole gilli gilli  aakha...  
Pa Para Para Pa Para Para Pa Para Para Pa Para Ra Ra Ra Ra Ra...

Ishqi soon started jumping and dancing like she never said she didn't wanted to dance...

Meri baat teri baat  
Zyada baate buri baat
Thaali mein katora leke  
Aalo bhat muri bhat... 

Mere peeche kisine repeat kiya toh
Saala maine tere muh pe mara muka

Now everyone in club threw their hands in air as they enjoyed and swayed  on the rhythm of music...

Ispe bhoot koi chadha hai 
Theherana jaane na
Ab toh kya bura kya bhala
Fark pehechane ne

Zidd pakadke khada hai kambakht
Chod na jaane na 
Badtameez dil...Badtameez dil... 
Badtameez dil maane na maane na... 

Ishqi and Ahaan, being the only one to know and understand the song started doing the hook step together, smiling, laughing and dancing...

Badtameez dil...Badtameez dil...
Badtameez dil maane na maane na...  

As the song slowly changed, Ishqi still  kept doing the hook step. Ahaan, who was already surprised by Ishqi's behavior was now a bit worried as Ishqi never showed this side of her...

"Badtameez dil...Badtameez dil...Badtameez dil" 

Ishqi kept singing and dancing but this time her voice felt a bit intoxicated. It felt to Ahaan like Ishqi was drunk...

Ahaan- Ishqi are you okay? Tum thik ho?

Ishqi, now about to fall but somehow managed to stand, said with the same intoxicated voice..."Ha avm main thik hu, balke bohot zyada thik hu, I feel like I'm flying..."

Ahaan was now sure that Ishqi was drunk. Ahaan somehow took Ishqi outside the club and made her sit inside the car. Though the task was not that easy, Ishqi kept bugging him on wanting to go back and dance, she kept talking like a baby, but not in baby voice rather in intoxicated voice...

Ahaan quickly made up an excuse and told everyone that they were leaving the party, hoping everyone would buy it. Everyone knowing that Ishqi is an introvert, they agreed on them leaving the party also knowing they both came in Ahaan's car...

Ahaan drove his car probably the fastest his has driven it yet and reached Ishqi's home. Surprisingly Ishqi kept mum the whole car ride, being lost in a deep thought...

As they reached and Ahaan helped Ishqi her out, Ishqi started her blabbering again...
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To be continued... _________________________________________

Hopefully this part was long enough to satisfy you all. And as always I am going to say, don't forget to comment...

Precap:-

"Avm mujhe aapse bohot zaruri sawal puchna hai"

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