I was speechless 

Where did this come from? I awkwardly patted his back "What do you mean?" I needed to know what was going on, this guy was messing with me and I don't know if he liked me or if he was just using me. 

He was about to say something when we heard the doorbell, Asad jumped away from me and scowled at me while opening the door. "He- Oh, Assalam-o-Alaikum Bhabhi." I looked at the strange man as he came in front of me with a huge smile.

I smiled back "Walaikum Assalam." He started to take his hand out but quickly took it back when he remembered that I can't shake his hand. 

"So you are Rayyana?" He said looking at Asad with a sly smirk, Asad grumbled and walked into his kitchen. I sighed realizing that the moment between us never happened and I had to let it go. 

"Yes, and you are?" He facepalmed himself "How could I forget? my name is Amir." that's funny Asad, Amir, and Aabid. These people love the letter A. 

I found myself chuckling and then I looked over to see Asad there with a glass of water glaring at us "Rayyana was just leaving." He said angrily for some reason. 

Amir looked over at him and frowned at his knuckles "What happened to your knuckles?" He made a move to grab them but Asad quickly pulled back. 

"Nothing." he mumbled taking a sip of his drink "We were at a carnival and some guys were harrasing me and my friends." I explained to Amir who immediately turned over to me "You and your friends?" He seemed a little concerned on the friends part more then me. 

"Yeah my friends Rabia, Soojin, and Sabha." His eyes perked up a little at Sabha's name but I just shrugged it off. I looked over at Asad who was staring at Amir quizzically. "Why didn't you call me?!" I was frightened by how defensive Amir got suddenly. 

"Why would I call you? I had everything under control." Asad didn't sound too happy himself "Because..." Amir trailed off and sighed frustratingly ruffling his hair. Me and Asad stood there staring at his strange behavior. 

"Anyway, Rayyana was leaving." Asad said clearing his throat to get my attention. God, a "thank you Rayyana." wouldn't have hurt. I grabbed my purse and stood at the door Asad raised an eyebrow at me "Aren't you going to take me home?" I had left my car back at my aunt's house. 

"No." Asad said simply, great back to square one! I slammed his door behind and grumbled all the way down his building. 

Asad Qureshi's POV

What was I saying?

She was doing nothing on me, absolutely fucking nothing. I was extremely tired and that little scene at the carnival reminded me of Sarah... no Rayyana wasn't anything like her. 

I shook my head and was about to tell her that I meant nothing, and that we were only a business deal. But then my doorbell rang, I removed all emotions from my face and walked to my door calmly. 

"Hel- oh Assalam-O-Alaikum Bhabhi." Amir said smiling at Rayyana behind me. Something about the way they started talking so casually bugged me and what bugged me even more was Amir's smirk towards me. 

I grumbled at that and walked into my kitchen to grab some water, without my knowledge though I started listening to there conversation. 

"Oh how could I forget? My name is Amir!" and then I heard a little chuckle. I knew Rayyana's personality and I knew that she would befriend Amir and something about that bugged me. I walked out of my kitchen quickly "Rayyana was just leaving." I said. 

I watched as her face fell into a frown "What happened to your knuckles?" Amir asked suddenly trying to touch them, I moved it away from him because he can get all motherly and the last thing I need is for him to call my mom or dad. 

"Nothing." I mumbled taking a sip of my drink and praying that Rayyana doesn't tell him what happe- "We were at a carnival and some guys were harrasing me and my friends." 

Great

Amir turned to Rayyana immediately "You and your friends?" he seemed more bugged on the friends part then the part where Rayyana was talking about herself. And he had completely forgotten about my injuries. 

What a great friend I have 

"Yeah, my friends Rabia, Soojin, and Sabha." Amir perked up a little on the name Sabha. The next thing I knew Amir had turned to me angry "Why didn't you call me?!" He had the audacity to yell at me. "Why would I call you? I had everything under control." I didn't mean to sound angry but I didn't like the way he got so defensive over me. 

For ALLAH'S sake I was a cricket player, we get hurt all the damn time. He had to acknowledge the fact that these little bruises weren't going to kill me. But the way Amir said "Because..." all frustrated gave me a hint that he wasn't mad about my injuries. 

Something was bothering him.  

I needed to talk to him, something was clearly wrong. I cleared my throat getting Rayyana's attention "Anyway, Rayyana was just leaving." She rolled her eyes grabbing her purse and then stood at my doorway staring at me. 

I raised an eyebrow at her, she didn't want me to kiss her or something did she? Because I wasn't going to do it. "Aren't you going to take me home?" I breathed a sigh of relief and shook my head at my own thoughts. 

"No." I didn't have time to take her home and come back, besides I was tired. Without another word she slammed my apartment door and left. 

I'll deal with her later... god girl's are a big pain in the butt I thought chuckling at my own stupidity. 

I turned to Amir suddenly remembering him, he was sitting there on my couch not saying anything. "Amir, what's wrong?" I sat down next to him praying to ALLAH that this whole ordeal went by fast. I wasn't a people person and I didn't know how to comfort people so this situation would be hell for me unless Amir told me what was wrong straight forwardly. 

"Its.. nothing." But of course this is Amir were talking about. "Amir you will tell me what the hell is wrong with you, you have never been like this before." I've known Amir since high school and not once has he ever been like this before. 

To be honest I was concerned about him. 

"I... I think I like Sabha." My eyes widened at that

Amir.. In love with Rayyana's friend? 

"How do you know her?" I hadn't met Rayyana before the whole bumping into her thing and Amir was always busy with his work and surly couldn't have met someone like Sabha. 

They were lower class and we dont really mix well with them. I mean, before we became famous. We weren't always rich and successful so me and Amir have gone to school with the lower class people. 

Amir chuckled and looked at me like I was a fool "You're talking to a business man Asad, I have eyes everywhere." That still didn't answer my question. 

"I met her a long time ago back in high school before I met you. She was fat and not at all my type, in fact I loved to tease her. Then soon I realized that I had fallen for her which was ridiculous because I was the it boy and she was just plain old Sabha. 

Then after graduation we separated and I hadn't thought about since. Then after you stormed out of your apartment that day I questioned Aabid and he told me about Rayyana and I obviously needed to know who the special girl was. After all you haven't like a girl since..."  He trailed off looking at me. 

"Anyway, I had Rayyana's file given to me and as I was looking through it I caught site of her friends list and Sabha's name caught my attention. I then asked for her file and there she was, my Sabha." 

Amir turned to me looking hopeful, he had this twinkle in his eye that I hadn't seen before. 

"Asad, this is a sign from ALLAH that I need her. I need Sabha Ali in my life." 

Urdu Translation-

Assalam-O-Alaikum Bhabhi-Hello Sister

He started to take his hand out but quickly took it back when he remembered that I can't shake his hand-  Basically, In Islam it is not allowed for women to shake any mans hands that aren't related to her, or is not her husband. Because Amir isn't related to Rayyana or her husband she can not shake his hand.