Hey!
Before you start reading, let me tell you that everyone is not born perfect.
This book does not put Shehry into a negative light. By being a flirt or a play boy, I am NOT portraying him as a bad person.
It's just about his character IN THE BOOK and how it changes with the story so, please don't be offended. (Some of you might.. Idk)

Love you all and enjoy!! :D
#excited and #nervous haha

~~~WAQAS' POV~~~

The morning sun peeped through the window as I poured myself a cup of coffee. Heading back to the lounge, I opened today's newspaper and turned up the tv's volume. What a great way to start your day when all you can hear about is your cousin's steaming love stories everywhere. My phone rang and I groaned.

"Good morning Mr Yousuf!" I cheerfully answered the call, despite knowing exactly why he had called.

"How's this morning good, Mr Waqas? Have you been watching the news?" He grunted from the other end and there- my cheerful voice jumped out of the window. "Yes, I have. But, trust me, Shehryaar is nothing like this."

He chuckled from the other end and I shook my head. "Yeah, well this is what I was told the last time he created a blunder like this. And correct me if I am wrong, it was less than six months ago, right?" He said and I punched the table to ooze out my irritation without him knowing, "look, I don't think I want to renew the contract with your company anymore. Shehryaar's reputation is affecting our too and-"

"No you can't do that!" I gasped and ran a hand through my hair, "Shehryaar is nothing like what the media portrays him as. You should know better. Media adds spice to everything."

He stayed silent for a second, before saying, "well, why do I find it hard to believe you?"

"You better believe me, Mr Yousuf, because Shehryaar is already engaged to the love of his life and the girl on the TV is just a crazy stalker!" The lie slipped out of my mouth and that's how I invited all the mess in Shehryaar's life.

"Oh really? Thats a great news and I'd love to meet that girl when I visit New York," he stated, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "oh by the way, how about on your new office's opening? It's in a month, right?"

Crap! What did I just do?

"Yeah but-"

"Great that's final. Introduce me to his fiancée and the deal is your's or else I will ruin you and you know it." With that said, he disconnected the call and I quickly dialled Shehryaar and Hussain's number on a conference call.

Aaj toh tu gaya Waqas!

~~~HAYA's POV~~~

The mere sound of the printer filled the air around me as it slowly printed the first draft of my next article. Next month's opinion piece is about girls' obsession with branded handbags. Really now? I would rather write about politics and business.

Just as I pulled the paper out, Humera stormed in our shared cabin, "Here is you cappuccino and Alisha's espresso only if she turns up."

Humera is my jaan- in other words- my best friend, my mommy, my flat mate, my doctor, my sab kuch. Alisha, Humera and I have been together since the first day of Uni. Coincidentally we ended up working for the same magazine too however, they love their job to bits and me- uhh, let it be.

"What do you mean turn up?" I frowned as I took a sip.

"What? You don't know?" Humera asked, sitting in front of me and my eyes widened. "Don't tell me she broke up again!"

When she didn't reply but smirked, I face palmed myself, "how does she even manage to do that?"

"Honestly, she is hopeless," Humera sighed. "Hopeless romantic," I winked at her with a grin.

"Can we not discuss my life here?" Alisha came stomping her heels on the tiles and dropped herself on her chair, "that asshole! He will wake up with Cockroaches in his bed, I swear!"

"Wow!" I mouthed, sarcastically, looking at Humera but, didn't bother dealing with Alisha as this happens every now and then.

She falls in love like she is trying on a new dress at a store. As soon as it's official, it ends just like how that dress would shrink after its first wash. Her relationships are as hopeless as her.

"Well meeting in five- you have your topic ready?" Humera quipped and I realised that the day was just about to get bad.

Two hours long meeting- once a month- and who gets targeted by the CEO? Me!

One more session of embarrassment coming soon.

Sigh.

~~~HUSSAIN's POV~~~

Ok- I don't know if I am supposed to be laughing right now or feeling bad for my poor brother. Shehryaar, AKA Mr Popular, just got trashed last night for breaking up with his model girlfriend and if that wasn't enough, our cousin, Waqas, drove him into a mess called his 'engagement.'

Shehry has always been like this- flirt and a total eye candy. He would make a girl fall for him in no time but oh please- it better stay 'no strings attached' wali relationship forever. The moment 'shaadi' word enters the frame, the girl is usually kicked out of his picture. However, Sania wasn't an easy one to deal with; she cried and created a scene in the middle of the road. And that's how we ended up sitting at Waqas' house with Shehry's head in his hands.

"Mama Ko bol du taiyaariyan shuru karein?" I teasingly asked and Shehry lifted his head. "Zyada uchal mat. Tera number itni jaldi toh Nahi lagne dunga main!"

"But, what's the problem?" Waqas asked, entering with some snacks, "Shaadi kar le- issi bahane business and life dono set ho jayenge."

"Aur phir uski ungliyon par nach na bhi aa jayega!" Shehry added as he got off the couch.

"Shehry tujhe larkiya Pasand toh hai na?" I asked, already holding up my hands in defence. Ok fine, I was having fun irritating him!

"Good question!" Shehry stated as he picked up his soda can and walked over to the balcony, "I love them. Very. Very. Much. But only until they start taking it to the next level."

"And that next level is?" I asked, raising an eyebrow, and he turned to face me.

With a smirk on his face.

~~~HUMERA's POV~~~

"And why is her face swollen again?" Diya, our CEO, noticed Alisha's face the moment we entered our meeting lounge for our monthly meeting.

"Do I need to go over the same thing again?" Alisha rolled her eyes and took her seat. "Well my heart goes out to you babes," Diya commented anyway and took her seat on the grand couch.

"So ladies, let's not waste time and get started!" Diya clapped her hands together and one by one everyone discussed their topics for this month. I glared at their faces while my turn neared. Damn I haven't even decided yet!

"Right! Humera what's you plan for the month?" Diya eventually asked and I unintentionally chocked. "Obsession over branded handbags!"

Haya's head instantly snapped in my direction and she passed me an angry cum shocked look. I gave her an apologetic pout while Diya praised her idea. Haya was going to write about this and I basically stole it.

Oh no! Damn, I feel so bad...

~~~HAYA's POV~~~

Can I just take a knife and drive it through this girl's heart already? Ugh! It takes me ages to decide the topic any way and here she is, stealing my ideas. Best friend hone Ki bhi ek limit hoti hai yaar.

"And you, Haya?" Diya pointed at me, almost like accusing me. "Ehm..err."

"Oh Don't tell me that you are the only one unprepared here!"

I gulped and looked at all the faces for any hints until my gaze fell on Alisha's sore eyes. "There is a topic!" I shrieked.

"And that topic is?"

"Relationships!" I said and Diya gave me a look, demanding me to elaborate, "what not to... What not to do when- when you are in a relationship."

"A girl who has never fallen in love will write about relationships?" Kiara commented and I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Point," oh great now Diya supports her too, "how will you?"

"Umm... I could- I could use Alisha's past 7 failed relationship experiences," I suggested awkwardly and came a voice. "Nine."

Really now, Alisha?!

"In that case, it's better to use your own experience!" Diya quipped and I shook my head. "But like Kiara said I have never fallen in love."

"Then do!" Diya shrugged like you could just go out and buy boyfriends on sale somewhere, "find a boy, make him fall in love with you and then drive him away!"

"But-"

"No buts!" Diya didn't let me finish, "lose a guy in a month and pen it down. It would be a great advice for our readers and money for us!"

With that said she got up as it was time for her to hit the gym. However, I followed, "but Diya!"

"Like I said, Miss khan, I want the article on my desk in thirty days from now," she tapped her foot on the ground, "either give me your resignation or a good article and in exchange, you will gain the freedom to write about whatever you want."

Her words lit up my eyes and I practically yelled, "you are telling me that I'll be promoted?"

"Yes!"

"Great! Thirty days and you will have your story!"

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Hey Guys!!!!!
So, thank you for making this far. It really means a lot to me!
I will soon start updating this story along with Adhoore Hum. Dont worry, there will be regular updates unless if it's exam time- like right now.
The next chapter will be up after Tuesday :)
This story is a short story with all the chapters named as 'I dare you to..'
Well, at least that's the plan for now LOL.

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