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~~~HAYA's POV~~~

"Humera Bol!" Alisha yelled from near the toilet pot and and I rolled my eyes. She thinks she can threaten Humera like this to get her mini date secret out.

Usually Humera would tell us everything so, when she refused to tell us about last night that she spent with Hussain, we decided to get it out from her our way. But, this was not how I would have done it. Knowing Humera, I know she will let her phone go but, won't utter a single word.

"Guys nothing happened so stop it!" Humera lied like the 50th time and I shook my head.

"Alisha, maybe seriously nothing happened!" I sighed and approached her. Taking the phone from her, I tapped a few buttons, "let's just give it back!"

"What no!" Alisha jumped at me. I pulled the phone away and took it over to Humera.

"Dear Hussain, last night was amazing. I'd love to see you again soon. Oh, how much I am missing you today!" I read out the text that I had just typed and Humera's eyes widened, "send kar doon?"

"You can't Haya!" She gasped and there! There I saw plain horror in her eyes.

"Care to share then, baby?" I smirked at her and she walked out of the washroom. Throwing herself on the couch first, she threw a cushion at Alisha. "Enemies are better than friends like you!" She groaned and I gave Alisha a high five.

"Ok fine!" Humera huffed, "he took me out on a casual dinner somewhere out in the country. We danced and chatted and ..... Had... Fun."

"You mean on a date?" Alisha pointed out and Humera rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I guess you can call that a date."

"Aww," I pulled her cheek as I gave her phone back, "he is so cute!"

"I know right!" Humera grinned and instantly sealed her lips together. A darker shade of pink popped up on her cheeks and Alisha and I began teasing her. Once we had enough, Alisha chose to go for an afternoon nap while Humera and I aimlessly flicked through TV channels.

"I am so bored!" She groaned after a while and surprisingly, I was on the same boat as her.

"So? Call up your Hussain darling to entertain you. Bhaga bhaga chala aayega," I smirked and she rolled her eyes. "He is not my puppet.. Plus he said he is busy and we can't meet because his cousin came over for the weekend so, they are having a boys night."

"Hmm," I sighed, "Shehry told me the same."

There was silence for another twenty seconds before Humera jumped out of her couch, "Shehry told you to not meet him?"

"Yeah," I said, frowning at her. Why is that so amusing?

"And since when did you start taking orders?" Humera narrowed her big eyes at me and I blinked at her. "Clingy girlfriend don't follow orders. They meet their man when ever they want to!" She smirked.

I frowned at her words until I realised what she was saying. "You mean I should gate crash his boy's night?!"

Humera gave me a duh-why-so-dumb look and I sighed, "nai yaar pata nahi kitne larke honge?"

"Dekh, ek tere Wala aur ek mera booked hai. Bache do, jin main se ek unka bhai hai aur ek model friend," Humera said, sitting next to me again, "aur uski mat mari gayi hai jo Tujh Pe line maarega? Bas Shehry Ko chor kar baki sab bhai hein tere."

Acha Ji?

"No, Hussain is not my brother," I sighed dramatically, "Shehry Ko toh main waise hi chorne wali hoon, koi toh hona chahiye nawww!"

Humera shot me her murderous glare, "sochiyo bhi mat!"

"But he is too cute!" I teased her and she jumped at me with a cushion. "Haya tu mare gi mere haath se!"

I fell back on the couch while she pined me under the cushion. "Tu kyun jal rahi hai? Not that you are into him!"

She groaned, looking down at me, "Next time you see him, you are going to address him as your bhai!"

"But-"

"Tujhe meri kasam!" She quickly added and I laughed.

For the first time in life I have seen Humera jealous. Yeh meri love story bigarne main help karne wali Thi. Iski toh khud Ki nikal pari!

~~~HUSSAIN's POV~~~

"Aur kitna suspense? Waqas Bol na!" I kicked him on his thigh only because my hands were busy playing WWE against Atif; our fourth partner in crime who chose to try his luck in modelling while Shehry, Waqas and I decided to set up our own business. So far, Atif is doing great for himself. At least he doesn't have to tolerate people like Yousuf.

"Ok fine! Right after this game," Waqas chuckled and I instantly ended the match and turned to him. I was losing anyway.

"What man!" Atif winced and I rolled my eyes. "Bhai tu jeeta, khush? Now let him speak."

Someone knocked on the door and I went over to open it. Shehry arrived just in time. He had gone to buy food for us. He kept the pizzas and drinks on the dining table and joined us with large packets of chips. Without caring much, he opened one and threw the other one at Atif. Once he had settled down, I turned to Waqas again.

"Ab bhonk?" I was getting really impatient. Especially because of the grin that played on his lips.

"We are going to Houston for a week guys," he said with a plain face, which made me frown. "Toh ro kyun raha hai?"

"Yaar woh," he paused and stretched, "Rabail ne engagement ke liye haan kar di."

"Oh," Atif, Shehry and I gave the same reaction until it finally clicked. "Oh what the freak! Seriously?" I beamed at him and shehry, who was sitting right next to him, jumped on him.

"Saaley toh aisa bol na Bhabhi maan gayi!" he yelled, punching him. Waqas laughed under him and struggled to push him away, "maan gayi yaar maan gayi!"

"Now that calls for a celebration!" Atif announced and we cheered with our soft drinks.

We took our sweet time to tease Waqas because we all knew how long he has been waiting for Rabail's studies to be over. Oh, correction; Rabail nahi Bhabhi. Her internship is still pending so she has only agreed on getting engaged. The rest will happen after but, hopefully within a year.

Our laughter and teasing died when someone knocked on the door. Suddenly everyone became tired and dropped on the couch. Jahaan ke alsi log.

"Yaar I just came," Shehry groaned and threw his legs on the stool in front of him.

"Main bara hoon. Show some respect!" Waqas came up with a lame excuse like always. I rolled my eyes, "I opened it when Shehry came!"

That left only one person and soon three pairs of eyes were on the youngest one in this room.... And probably the most successful one too. Just some minor, useless details there.

"Yaar kya hai?" Atif groaned as he walked over to the main door. Moments later, a head appeared in the living room, causing shehry's jaw to touch the ground.

"Hi my Shehry berry boo boo!" Haya barged in the room despite Atif's attempts of stopping her. "Haya hai!" I mouthed to him and he raised his eyebrows in amusement.

Shehry immediately got off the couch and briefly hugged her. She had some plastic bags in her hands so, she went inside the kitchen to keep them. "I got you dinner from the best halal takeaway I have ever been to. I hope you guys like it!" she called out.

"Wow, thanks Haya!" I called out when Shehry didn't.  'What the Ef?' Shehry mouthed at me and I shrugged. Haya appeared again and took a seat next to Waqas, "mujhe laga tum log kahaan cooking karte phiro ge..... Oh! I am Haya by the way."

"Waqas, I am there cousin," was Waqas' short intro and then Atif came forward to introduce himself. "Atif... Atif Khan," he boasted, with a sudden changing his tone and posture. Waqas and I exchanged looks up on noticing it.

"Hi, Atif Atif Khan," Haya chuckled and Atif awkwardly stepped away. Besti ho gayi.

He came and sat beside me and I nudged is shoulder, "Bhabhi hai kameene, temporary hi sahi. Zada try na kar." He scowled at me and then rolled his eyes.

"What are you doing here Haya?" Shehry finally asked and she frowned at him. "I got food for you guys."

"Right," Shehry nodded, calmly, "and when are you leaving?"

"Well, aa hi gayi hoon toh sab se milne toh do," she slightly chuckled and turned to Waqas, "you guys must be hungry. I should warm up the food!"

Shehry ran a hand through his hair and I mentally prayed that he doesn't lose his cool.

"Haya, I hope you realise it's a boys night only," he said again, grabbing her attention. She stood up and walked over to him, "why do I have a feeling that you don't want me here?"

"Ha! Because I don't and I told you this earlier," he chuckled, sarcastically and Haya's jaw dropped. "I cared for you guys, brought you food and this is how you will treat me?"

"Brought us food? Did I ask you to? We already have plenty!" Shehry announced, pointing at the pizza boxes behind him. I exchanged looks with Atif and Waqas. Both of them were in an awkward situation like me. We were stuck between a couple's fight. Worst situation ever.

All of a sudden, Haya began crying, louder than what I have ever witnessed, "you are so mean! Is this how you treat your girlfriend in front of your friends? No wonder your status changes to single every now and then!"

Ouch!

"What?" Shehry frowned looking at me. I just glared at him, moving my head slightly, telling him to not drag it too far.

~~~SHEHRY'S POV~~~

I groaned inside my head while this girl cried for no apparent reason. She chose to barge into my house and my personal space; it isn't my fault. I made it pretty clear to her that I was busy tonight so, why can't she understand such a little thing?

"Acha stop crying Haya!" I finally told her, keeping my hand on her shoulder. She jerked it away, "what? Now you are going to order me?"

"I never did that!" I said, defensively and sighed, "hey please stop crying."

"I came out of my way to deliver this for you guys and instead of saying thanks, you are showing me attitude!"

"What attitude? I never asked you for all this. I ask you to stay away and you couldn't even do that!" I yelled back and she cried even more. Her annoying voice so close to bursting my ear drums.

"Shut up! For God's sake!" I yelled a little louder and she stopped instantly.

"STOP ORDERING ME!" She screamed in return.

I watched her in shock as she swiftly bent down, picked up my Xbox controller from the glass table and threw it across the room. It all happened within a blink and I didn't even get time to react. My eyes went wide as I watched it's plastic exterior shatter into bits.

Bas yeh hi nahi karna chahiye tha!

"What the hell!?" I marched towards her but, Hussain came between us. "Easy easy!"

"What easy easy? Dimag kharab hai is larki Ka!" I yelled at him.

"Wow! Ab Mera dimag bhi kharab hai! Saaf saaf bolo you don't want to me in your life anymore! Bewajah larne ke zaroorat nahi hai," Haya yelled again.

"Yes I don't! Thanks for realising!" I tried pushing Hussain away from me but, he firmly held me in place.

"Fine! I am going!" She grunted and stomped towards the main door. "Great! Cuz now it's over!" I yelled behind her and she ran out of the main door.

"Arey chor!" I jerked Hussain's away from me and plopped on the couch, "pagal hai yeh larki! How dare she break my controller?!"

"Usse bara pagal tu!" He groaned, "controllers aur aa jayenge, Yousuf kaise aayega, socha hai? You just made her leave man!"

I ran a hand through my hair, "who gives about Yousuf? We will convince him somehow."

"Dude, I can't believe you just made a girl cry!" Atif commented and I rolled my eyes. Nothing new; I am used to of this rona dhona and it makes me want to puke.

"So? This one girl gets on my last nerve every time! And I just don't care anymore!" I groaned.

Waqas started laughing all of a sudden. I scowled at him. "No, it's just that they say if she doesn't get on your last nerve, she is not the one!" He smirked at me and I frowned.

"What no! This girl is not the one for me!" I instantly stood up and they all laughed at me

"Then prove it bro!" Atif said, "go get her back, keep her till the opening and then let her go"

"Oh and if I am not mistaken, you accepted the dare to keep this very girl until the opening," Waqas added to it and I took a deep breath.

"Kameeno, larki hai. Koi showpiece nahi. That you could keep or throw away!" I groaned, running a hand through my hair.

"And since when you started caring about that?" Hussain smirked. I scowled at him but, his smirk grew deeper, "kuch zada hi special case nahi hai yeh larki?"

"Maro ge teeno mere haath se!" I groaned again. Taking a deep breath, I ran out of the appartment.

"Ja mere shayr," I heard Hussain cheering in a sarcastic tone and I rolled my eyes.

Down the corridor, I saw Haya getting inside the elevator and I yelled out her name. She stopped and turned to look at me with tears still sitting along her water line. She sniffed as I stepped towards her and she looked away. Her expressions were painfully sad and it pained me for some reason. She is not the first girl to cry in front of me but, she is the first one I didn't want to laugh at.

Oh God! What am I doing?

~~~HAYA's POV~~~

Great! Cuz it's over! His words rang inside my head, making me uncomfortable. My chest ached, realising that 'it's over.' Just over two weeks and it's over. Half job done!

"Yes!" I whispered to myself, coughing at the end. I am supposed to be happy right? Yes, I am happy! Of course I am.

Now I won't have to see him every other day, no more annoying texts and none of that 'Shehry berry boo boo' crap. I pressed the elevator's button and hugged myself. It had just gone past this floor so it will be taking a while to come back.

Before I could even come out of my character, I heard my name being called. I love the way he says ; I'll miss this voice though. Maybe somewhere down the road, we will meet again and I'll tell him how it was just for an article and we would become friends at least. But then, he must hate me for all the lies, right?

He is going to hate me....

I turned around too see Shehry walking up to me. He came and stood about a meter away from me, running his tongue over his upper lip.

He will hate me, a voice inside my head said and my eyes cheated on me. A tear rolled down my cheek without my Goddamn permission!

"Hey, hey, hey... please don't cry," he came closer and almost touched my face. I jerked his hands away, "you said it's all over so just stay away!"

The elevator chimed and the doors opened behind me. With two large steps, I ran inside it but, before it could close, Shehry stopped the doors with his hands and stepped inside.

"Just go away!" I told him and he shook his head as 'no.'

"Fine! I'll go!" I said and moved towards the door again.

However, His hand snaked around my waist and with one quick swing, he pushed me against the wall and pressed on the Button to close the door. The lift didn't move, since none of us had pressed any other buttons.

"What are you doing?" I asked him as he killed the distance between us, "just go."

He was dangerously close, making me nervous as hell.

"No," he finally said something and my eyes raised to look into his. He was looking right through me. I feared that he might know my truth already, his eyes studied me with such intensity.

I parted my lips to speak when he hurriedly placed his finger on my lips, "shhh."

His hand moved upwards, towards my eyes, and I watched him as he carefully wiped the tears away. He blinked at me as his hand trailed down my arm. I shuddered under his warm touch.

"I am not going anywhere; not tonight... Not ever," he whispered. I gulped the sore lump in my throat.

I felt his fingers letting go off my arm and moments later, they were caressing my cheek, "I really want this to work.... For us. Please?"

The atmosphere was heating up around us. He stood so abnormally close to me.

"But you hate me..." I paused and took a deep breath, "Nothing is going to work. I guess, We are not meant to be."

"Shh! Of course we are!" He frowned at me, "we will figure out a way, I promise."

Don't stop me, I can't stay.

"You are the first girl I have ever approached... It's because I knew you are the one," he spoke so softly, "I am not letting you go. You hear me? I want you to stay!"

I glared at him, unable to figure out what to do. Gosh, it took him a couple of minutes to go from almost murdering me to this gentle.

"You hear me? You are not going anywhere! We will work something out. Yeah?" He repeated himself, looking down at me. His gaze burning my skin, I realised he was waiting for an answer.

Unsure about what to say, I simply nodded. A smiled made its way to his lips, making his eyes sparkle, as he released the button. I watched him as he pressed the button for the ground floor. The lift started moving again and he looked at me.

"Can I ... Uhh... Stuff it," he groaned and before I knew, he pulled me into him and wrapped his arms around my waist. He held me tightly against him and I didn't mind allowing my weight to fall on him.

Closing my eyes, I felt the moment as he caressed my hair. Why does he have to be so gentle? So caring? Why does he have to try so hard?

I would have loved a guy like him if my situation was a little different. Ugh! Why did Alisha and Humera had to do this to me? This stupid dare and article thing.

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