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Chapter 8:

Alan POV:

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"Are they on the way?", she asked looking at my direction but not me.

Well this is going to be awkward.

"Er, Just a minute", I excused and turned walking towards the nearest guest room, and closed the door behind me.

"Steve, if this is a joke, then you are going to pay for it", I warned him.

"Chill Man, Is she already there?", he asked, as if nothing happened.

"Yes",

"That's it, confess your feelings, ask her to be your girlfriend", he said, teasingly.

"There's nothing like that, stop annoying, if you are not going to be here, then you are so dead", I warned again.

"No I am not joking, I know you have feelings for her",

"And how do you know?",

"Hey even a kid can say that Dude, it's clear as water", Steve and his Grand Father's examples, I rolled my eye's.

"Shut up okay!, and for the thousandth time, there's nothing like that", I said irritated.

"Hey when you will realize, it will be too late, Come on Man, she's in your house as planned", he stopped at his track, regretful that he blurted out the truth.

Oh! This all is preplanned, they both acted like stupid, so that me and Fathima can have time together, How foolish I was to get in this trap?

"You are dead, and call your annoying Girl friend too to the funeral ", I said, my voice warning he should not go more with this teasing or else regret after his death.

"Hey how can I invite my Honeybee, when I am dead", he said sarcastically, getting on my nerves, I realized the background was no more, I think he came out, so that he could give his Grand Father lecture.

I was cut short of my small reverie of thoughts when I heard Katie's beaming voice on the other side of the mobile,"Hey did he confess, Oh My God! say to him that I will be the Bride's Girl, Wow!", of course I rolled my eye's, when I heard the next line, I rolled my eye's so hard that a moment I thought either they have fallen out or kicked inside my brain and it was,"Oh My God! Not to forget, I am going to be a God Mother soon, Awweee! Two little Alan's, Wow! This is great, just awesome, I can't wait, Hey! ask him can I book the Marriage hall?".

There's no such thing in this world would make them realize that I don't have any feelings and at the same time no such thing in the world will stop them, doing pranks to patch up, me and Fathima, so I did what I could, I cut the call.

Calming my nerves, I opened the door to find Asad standing near it, Oh yes! I can find out the difference between the twins because of their different T - Shirts.

"Hey what happened?", he asked in his Childish Manic accent.

"Um, Nothing, they both got an important work, so", I said the truth, while half lied.

"Oh! So they are not coming?", he asked sadly and I simply nodded my head, all of a sudden a glint formed in his eye's as he started running to the living room, while I quickly followed him.

"Fathima they got an important work, so they are not coming",

"Oh", her face turned pale a bit as she said, with a "you could have told me earlier Katie" look.

"So what's the plan?", asked Samad, looking at Asad.

I felt confused as to why he is happy all of a sudden.

"Let's get back home and finish rest of the Marshmallows", He beamed happily.

"Wow! That's great", Samad beamed too.

"Yeah, let me call dad", Fathima stood up with her mobile, and went towards the nearest corridor.

I was sad was an understatement, I loved these cutie pies but on the same time I don't want to stop them from their enjoyment.

Eating Marshmallows with Family like this would be amazing.

The thought made a void over my heart, I quickly dismissed and sat near Asad,"Hey is she always like that? Er, I mean silent and all", I asked about Fathima.

"No of course not, she is not at all silent, when she starts to speak, she never stops, until literally my ear drums start to bleed", Asad cooed with sarcasm, which made me laugh for hundredth time today.

"Ahem! Ahem! My Ears are open", said Samad, and I laughed more when Asad's face turned pale.

"Hey sorry, she is such a sweetheart", facing Samad, and turned to me,"you know?", Asad managed to say, still with sarcasm though.

"Yeah, one can listen to her speech the whole day", complimented Samad.

"Yup, such a great Spokes Women", said Asad as he earned a glare from Samad, not to forget the sarcasm every time he speaks.

"And one can spend the whole day without knowing how the time had passed", complimented Samad.

"Yup, Boring", commented Asad earning an eye roll from Samad.

"Never mind, she is really a sweetheart, I am blessed to be her partner", Samad said smiling.

"Yup, Annoying, Thank Allah! I am out", Asad commented again, and I couldn't control anymore, so I started laughing, soon they both joined.

"What's going on?", Fathima asked entering the room.

"Nothing we were talking about a funny person that we can't control laughing", Asad said Innocently to her, while winking at Samad.

"That person must be really funny then", she replied.

"Yup, very funny", said Asad, and we started laughing again, while Fathima looked confused.

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"Flowers are red,
Green leaves are green,
There's no need to see flowers any other way,
Then the way they always have been seen", I sang so happily.

"But the little boy said", said Fathima with her beautiful voice.

"There are so many colours in the rainbow,
So many colours in the morning sun,
So many colours in the flower,
And I see everyone", sang both Asad and Samad, I laughed as the song ended.

We were singing Harry Chapin's song, as we took a break after working for the project an hour, and devouring the Choco chip cookies, and donuts.

Yup! You all are thinking right, Fathima's parents were busy, so they asked her to stay here until one of them comes to pick up.

And Yeah! That made me happy was an understatement, I was so happy, that I can't write or say in words.

"You sing well, your voice is amazing", complimented Samad.

"And not to forget, he has the same type of choice as us, like he is our family", Asad's words hit me hard, and I can say he is completing the absence of Steve.

"Thank you so much, both of you", I smiled, a real smile, I don't know in which corner of my heart it was hidden.

I smile but it's fake, it's not true, I smile just to show others that I am okay, am absolutely fine, nothing's going wrong on my life, but now it's different, it's an happy smile you give when you are really happy, very happy I may add.

My soul was so engrossed in enjoyment that it found it's long lost happiness.

Though they are not my family nor my close relative, and even though they spent very less time with me hear, I feel belonged, I feel everything glooming, more over I feel peace.

But will it last long?

To be continued again...