18. Got Trapped In a Bar.

I was getting ready for Kartika and Aayan’s party, my repo here for parties was quite bad because I always reach late. Dunno why I have this habbit of getting all lazy when it comes to getting ready for parties. Well, today I tried best to break my poor record so I got my lazy butt up from the couch and headed to take a quick shower. Coming out of the bath, I wrapped a towel around my waist and now the hardest part… what to wear???? I started going through all my dressess and finally took out something….. I wore a black T with and a black coat on that with black jeanz, combed my hair leftwords and emptied the whole perfume bottle over myself…..I looked at my self in the mirror, hmmm perfect!

 Finally I was ready to leave. I texted Veronica and Bermon, they were already on their way to the club where Aayan and Kartika had thrown the party. Aayan and Kartika were into this relation since long but their families were very reluctant to accept their love. Aayan’s mother was a Muslim and father Hindu and his mother was not at all ready to accept a Hindu bahu. Well, I think she shouldn’t have any issues in that, after all she had spent her life with a non muslim…. This is what she has given to her son… now if he has fallen in love with a non muslim I don’t think she should have a problem.

I drove to club 360, a very famous celebrity club… a place where you can find stars shinning down on earth. It took me a whole hour to reach there and yup I couldn’t break my record. I stepped out of the car and headed inside, the  man on the entrance smiled at me bowing down his head a bit and I smiled back…..

It was a nightclub with a subtle, intimate atmosphere as well as an outdoor deck and pool area. Lots of different rooms playing lots of different music. Girls dancing on tables, girls dancing inside glass boxes, girls in bathtubs covered by flower petals, Well, ……..You get the idea I guess. A lounge with a nightclub atmosphere, all sorts of bottle service packages… and a perfect view of the Bellagio fountains from inside the resort. The place packs in so many VIP tables that there's hardly room for the dance floor, the bars areas, and places where you can just stand around while holding your drink up to your chest and hoping a girl starts a conversation with you.

Back to Newyork we have been to clubs but very rarely and even those clubs used to be reasonably worth going, I mean few things never change it doesn’t matter you get old or famous or anything… Amman k chitter to kabhi bhi parr sakte hen. so we used to keep things simple plus halal.

Unlike this club where I could see nothing halal going on, I looked around and found Aayan and the rest of them on of those VIP tables, I headed towards them.

“hey!.....hi guys” I greeted, reaching to the table.

“ufff! Hussain you are again late, kabhi to time per puhanchha karo” Veronica complaint and I rolled my eyes.

“tumhare shehr ka traffic….. it sucks” I said and she chuckled. “or wese bhi barat nai nikli abhi tumhari” I added and all of them laughed, I dragged a chair and settled down with Aayan.

A skinny waitress reached our table and placed the huge glass tray, I could see small shimmering glasses, they were almost a couple of dozen I looked at them and then towards all of the idiots sitting in front of me…..

“guys! Seriously?” they ignored my weird expressions.

“juice for your highness” kartika handed me a large glass, containing orange juice and I looked at the glass with my eyebrows shot up.

“oh God! Hussain, its orange juice yaarr” Bermon looked at me in shock and I took the glass.

“tum logo ka kuch bharosa nai” I eyed them all and they laughed.

I sipped my juice, and they, with a loud shout of bottoms up! took up their shots and in a single go gulped it down…….. the same waitress brought another tray when Aayan signaled her and she came snaking among the wild crowd, all dancing and clapping and jumping.

“to Aayan and Kartika!

“to their everrrrlasting love!

They all gave toasts to them and took up the second shots in the air

“Hussain, atleast join us man!” veronica glared at me and I cleared my throat.

“yeah! to Aayan and Kartika, and to their love and to their happiness…..” I raised my juice glass in the air.

“come on lets dance” Bermon stood up from the chair and we all headed towards the dance floor, I had never danced this much before, like in a single go…. Oh my God! It was a hell of fun time, on the dance floor.Aayan was an excellent dancer, actually got training for NewYork. We had those funniest dancing duels while the rest of them kept on yelling our names…… Veronica sucked at dance moves, seriously that girl doesn’t even know how to even move around.

“Veronica!.....” I yelled her name, going closer to her ear as it was hell noisy there.

“whatttt!” she shouted back.

“you suck at dancing, girl” I shouted and she gave me the worst fake smile and stepped her heals on one of my foot.

“ooooooww!” I started jumping on one foot while the other picked up in the air.

“but you do it very well, this step of yours is mindblowing” she shouted back, laughing at my gesture and I rolled my eyes.

I stepped aside and went to the counter, it was a huge bar counter going round in shape, around the dance floor. Both men and women were standing there shaking and tossing up glasses in the air.. making cocktails and serving drinks, well, mainly wine. I went there, grabbed a stool and sat on it. It was a bit far from that dance floor so I could finally speak normally…

“hey! One sparkled mint” I asked the bartender and she threw a cheesy smile at me.

Aayan and kartika were holding hands and dancing, forgetting about the rest of the world around them… while bermon, and few other friends of Aayan were getting wild…. I chuckled at them… where is Veronica? I looked around and there she was! Ahhhh this girl is impossible… she was grinding herself on a macho looking guy, arms all tattooed, she was dancing with him as if janam janam ka sath ho dono ka.... I rolled my eyes.

“sir! Your drink…………” the girl placed my mint on the counter and I took it up. I took a sip when suddenly my eyes which were wandering aimlessly, stopped on a girl… sitting on the same counter but at a distance form my stool.

She was spinning slowly on her stool, with her eyes on me and hands on her wine glass, she was all that brown brownie kind of a girl, tall cylinder, her hair were let out on her back and she was wearing a very sensual kind of a dress revealing the whole of her back… coming to her upper thigh and then the rest of it was… ghayab!!!

She was looking straight at my face with all those looks to die for. For a moment my glass sticked to my lips which then came down slowly when I looked away from her face. well, I didn’t get drowned in her beauty or something but… why was she looking at me as if mein ne kuch loot liya ho us ka... ya phir wo uch lootna chah rai ho mera!

I kept on sipping my juice when suddenly she stood up from her stool, I could feel she was approaching me…. And there she was!

“Hiiii!”she took the stool next to me.

“Hey! Hi” I smiled back at her.

“So… we know eachother?” I looked questionly at her and she chuckled

“who doesn’t know you?.... Hussain Asif!” she said, her eyes scanning me… pearcing into my eyes.

“haha… ub itna bhi famous nai hua khair” I laughed casually and she stood up from her stool.

“can I have a dance with you?” her voice was like, a thousand bottles of wine dripping together, her eyes were literally thoes wine glasses…..but I saw the darkness in them.

I didn’t feel like creating a scene or something, and after all it was only a dance so I smiled and stood up, putting back my glass on the counter.

“Sure!”

She flashed a smile from the corner of her lips and before I could understand her hand went up to the neckline of my T shirt, before I could give a response she was heading towards the dance floor pulling me at her back…..

Yeah! I knew, I always knew I was a gifted dancer buttttt she was doing something else, her body was water… the most flexible thing I have ever seen in my life. She was grinding her body over mine, her back was sticked to my chest and she was moving on the beats… slowly she turned and we were face to face , she took my hands and snaked them around her waist and wrapped her arms around my neck. Our faces were inches apart and I could feel my breath was heavy, while she was smilling at me as if it was all very normal for her…….. dancing and seducing a man! Well, I felt things were heating up and I didn’t want any such business anytime soon.

I slowly took out my arms from her waist and spun her round, we danced on the beats for a while.. neither she got tired nor I felt any such thing, after a couple of minutes she said something which I couldn’t hear properly… she repeated but failed. She finally grabbled my jecket’s collar and reached up to my face level, her eyes were pearcing down in my eyes. Our breaths heavy due to dancing her gaze shifted from my eyes to lips and stayed there… No! I don’t want this, I have to stop her… is lerki ka koi bharosa nai. She slightly shifted her face and brought it closer to my ear….. “I want a drink” she whispered and I looked at her face, a smirk was there. I smiled back and headed towards the counter when she reached there as well.

“So, what do you want to drink?” I asked looking at her.

“White wine with soda” she said, taking up the stool.

“One white wine with soda and one lemonade” I asked the bartender, when I looked back at her she was staring at me weirdly.

“what?”

No wine?” she asked with a duh! Expression and I laughed.

“Nope! No wine” I said casually and she kept on staring my face.

“Seriously! You have come to a night club and you wont drink?” She looked shocked.

“I don’t drink” I said

“come on! One shot, they say that if you are with a pretty girl and you refuse to drink… you are the biggest dumbass” She flaunted on the stool and I chuckled at her.

“Well, I accept the title”I said and she smiled

“So you accept that you are with a pretty girl” she asked raising her eyebrow and I looked at her face.

“well, I am with loads of pretty girls I guess” I looked around  and joked she laughed a loud.

The bartender placed our drinks and we took up, after all that dancing I wanted to have something to get freshen up so I gulped down the drink while she kept on sipping her wine.

NATASHA’S POV

I have danced with many boys in my life but this man was something else, I saw him dancing on the floor with his friends and seriously felt like melting down. His moves, his looks simply perfect. I kept on looking at him when suddenly I felt a hand around my waist.

“hey! Sweetheart, what happened? Mesmerized by Hussain’s charms?” he said, with sweet poison in his voice, I don’t get it why he was so crossed with him.

“yeah! he is hot, in fact the sexiest among all here” I teased him and he jerked me towards himself, pinning me to his chest.

“Do your task, as I told you to do… and leave! You are not here to go cranky with him” Angad snapped and I jerked his arms away from my waist.

“I know my task very well… you don’t have to remind me, and Mr Angad Saberwal, don’t order me okay! Or else ask your dummy girlfriend to do it for you” how dare he do that, I snapped back and taking up my purse I stood up from the stool.

“hey! Come on…. I was kidding sweetheart! And then… I don’t like it when you praise sonmebody else in front of me” Angad took my hand in his and kissed my knuckles.

“where is it?” I jerked back my hand and asked him.

“oh yeah! here you go, use it well baby” he handed me the small packet and I left him standing there.

Hussain was sitting on the counter stool looking all hot and happening in his head to toe black attire, he was smiling looking at his friends. The counter girl handed him his drink and he took it up, but his hands stopped when his gaze met mine….

I knew what I had to do, I had this effect on men… they just can not resist my charm. But He was different, he looked at me and then looked away… what! I mean seriously? He didn’t even bother to give a smile let alone coming to my side and offer a dance or a drink….Attitude!... but I like that. I stood up and went to his side because it doesn’t really matter who comes first, I had to finish my work for which I was payed.

*******

Me, Natasha Malik…..I had seen men who went crazy on just one stare of yours, I had seen few who can go mad on your sensuall dressing… there are some who get ready to do anything just on one smile… but Hussain was none among them, just in that half hour dancing with him I got to know he was a man!…. Man enough to have control over his feelings and a man who knows right and wrong.

No matter how hard I tried to seduce him, he never failed to surprise me even once during that dance. To say that I was getting impressed won't be wrong.

The bartender placed our drinks and we took up, Hussain gulped down his drink while I started sipping. While Hussain was throwing back his drink I causously looked at the bartender, who winked at me assuringly and I smiled back.

HUSSAIN’S POV

“hey! You are here, I have looking for you man!.... oooo! I guess I disturbed somebody" I saw Aayan coming towards me, but he suddenly stopped and changed his tone when he saw her sitting there…. oh! For last one hour we were together and I didn’t know her name…. laanat!

“um… nope you haven’t disturbed anyone, he is aayan and it is actually his party am enjoying, and Aayan she isss…….” I stopped as I didn’t know her name even.

“Natasha… Natasha Malik!” she extended her hand towards Aayan and he smiled.

“so, you guys enjoy.. Hussain yar me and kartika have to leave. Mom dad has arrived” his tone was urgent, I nodded and got up. We hugged and he left….

“so, its his party you are enjoying? Not my company?” Natasha raised one eyebrow and I smiled at her.

“kind of both you know….” I tried not be rude.

She again started staring my face and I looked away, trying to focus on the wild dancers on the floor, I knew Veronica must have left with that macho uptill now…. she couldn’t stop these few hours stands, seriously!

“kia soch rae ho?” suddenly she asked and I looked at her.

“nothing, its my friend… Veronica! Funny girl… cant stand a day with out a boyfriend” I chuckled and she did too.

“and what about you?” she asked quite seriously and I smiled.

“well, I prefer to stay single…” I stated and she looked at my face closely.

I dunno why my head was becoming heavy, maybe because of that dancing or this noise, but something was wrong in my head. Natasha said something but I couldn’t get her properly, my head was now spinning.

“Hussain! Are you okay?” she was standing too close to me, holding my arm. But I couldn’t reply back, my eyes got blurr and vision completely gone…….. the last thing I remember was, that I held somebody’s hand and then I dunno what happened to me.