Thank you @amaanichhibu22 for the cute edit 😘😘😘

Loosely edited. I just wanted to post LOL.

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~~~HUSSAIN's POV~~~

"Hello?" I kept yelling in the phone, "Malvika where are you?"

I was freaking out right now and I wanted to help her, only if I knew where she was. The time was rapidly slipping out of my hands however, making sure that she was safe was my priority right now.

Ghar pe hi hogi- par uska ghar kahaan hai? I rushed into the guest house and looked for the Dil Se magazine that Preet had bought the other day. It had the contact details for her office and I could easily get her address from there.

"Hello, Dilse Magazine customer service, how may I help you?" Came a desi female voice from the other end.

"Hi, I am calling for Malvika Arora. Could you please transfer me to her?" I asked, trying to stay calm.

"Let me check," she mumbled and I impatiently waited. "I am sorry sir, she is not in today. Is there a message-"

"Um no thanks. You happen to have her address?" I didn't wait for her to finish, "I am her college friend."

"I am sorry Sir, I am not allowed to give away our staff's personal details. If you have a message then-"

I didn't wait for her to finish again and disconnected the call. Damn! Ab kahaan se laau? Kuch soch Hussain. Kuch Soch!

~~~SHEHRY's POV~~~

I slipped into my grey blazer and rubbed my eyes with my palms. Pull yourself together Shehry, I said to myself and splashed cold water on my face. Jisne meri kadar nahi ki- uske peeche moon latka kar ghoomne se kya faida? This is not the time to sulk over my personal problems when my brother needs me the most.

Fixing my hair, I stepped out of the room and bumped into a well dressed guy. His dinner jacket resembled with many others in the house. He must be working here- it must be his uniform.

"Mr. Shehryaar Asif?" He asked, while his eyeballs almost fell out of his eye sockets. "My sister is a fan of your's since your YouTube days!" He told me and I nodded, passing him a smile. "Thank you!"

"May I have your autograph please?" He asked excited and I could not help but chuckle slightly. I love it when people knowledge me for my work.

The name badge on his uniform addressed him as Akash. I took a pen out of my pocket and he struggled with all the things in his hands. A black blazer that looked quite familiar. Is that Hussain's?

"Where did you get this from?" I asked Akash, frowning at the blazer.

"Oh this! A waiter bumped into Hussain Sir so, he asked me to keep it in his room," he told me while I inspected the blazer which now had wet stains on it.

While I quickly signed a napkin for Akash, he went to keep Hussain's blazer in his room. He looked quite excited about it and that made me smile.

Stepping out of the house, I was greeted by London's cold evening breeze. Everything smelt extra fresh for some reason but, her scent still remained around me. Why? Why Asmaara?

"Shehry," Aisha pulled me out of my daze and quickly ran a finger across my waterline.

"Tum theek ho?" She asked, looking worried.

"Yeah. Yeah I am, what happened?" I asked, trying my best to sound normal.

"Woh Hussain- usse kya hua hai? First he asked me about Malvika's friend and then he ran out blindly- bechare waiter ke saare glasses gira diye," she filled me in while I rubbed my forehead with my fingers.

Have I missed out on something? Kal raat bhi woh tensed tha aur aaj subha bhi chup sa ghoom raha tha. Hussain kisi problem main hai Kya? Damn, please no!

~~~PREET's POV~~~

"Just shut up and stay still, Preet!" Jess scolded me while she applied smoky eye makeup on my eyes. She was damn too irritated since what happened with Raj this morning.

"I don't want make up. I don't want to look 'pretty'," I huffed and turned my face away again. She harshly gripped my chin and made me face her. "Yeah, well then who asked you to say yes?"

"I had to ok? I couldn't let my family beg in front of that jerk," I told her and smiled, "and I know that this wedding is not going to take place anyway." Hussain sab sambhal lega.

"Speaking of which, where is our hero? Haven't seen him today," she frowned, securing the makeup brush between her lips.

I picked up my phone and checked our last conversation. It has been eight hours since I last talked to him aur janab ko milna toh door- ek call karne ki bhi nahi sooji. Hmph!

"I don't know- must be busy," I sighed, putting my phone away.

"Must be busy," she repeated, mimicking me, "what do you mean? It's your wedding tomorrow, Preet!" Jess shook my shoulder like she was aiming to actually dislocate it, "call him. Now!"

"Okaaaayy," I pick up my phone again, stretching the word and dialled his number. I could hear the phone ringing but, no one was picking up. I looked at Jess and frowned. Why is he not answering?

"Not picking up- I'll flick him a text," I told Jess, who instantly hovered over me. "Ooh whatcha typin'?"

"A lot of Hindi," I giggled and she rolled her eyes, feeling annoyed. She always does that and I love annoying her like this.

I quickly texted Hussain with lots of love hearts and allowed Jess to finally fix my hair. Since I was wearing a ball dress today, Jess had taken the opportunity to try her skills on me. To be honest, I was liking this look so far. After we were done, I headed outside and was once again, greeted by strangers who were gawking at me. Half an hour had passed during the casual greetings yet, Hussain didn't reply to my text and to top it all, he was no where to be seen. Now I was starting to get worried. Kahaan ho tum Hussain?

"Looking like a Princess," a light chuckle made me turn around and plaster a smile across my face. "Daar Ji," I hugged him and he slightly patted my head, trying not to ruin my puffy bun.

"Kissi ko dhoond rahi hai?" He asked and I nodded. "Nahi toh."

"Acha," he sighed and frowned like he was thinking about something. Then he asked suddenly, "tu khush toh hai na?"

I glared into his eyes for a few seconds before my vision blurred slightly. Hussain ho ya Raj- the thought of leaving this man, in front of me, still pinched my heart. Why can't I stay with him forever like all my brothers will- like my dad does? Why is that always a daughter has to leave all her loved ones behind? This is so not fair.

I chose to not reply him with yet another lie. Instead, I wrapped my arms around him and silently sobbed, digging my face in his shoulder, not caring about my makeup at all.

"Arey pagli ro mat," he chuckled and pulled away, wiping his own eyes, "look what you did to yourself. Ab baat bhi nahi kar sakte tujhse toh."

I let out a nervous laughed and wiped my eyes, dragging the black eyeshadow across my face.

"OMG!" Jess yelled out of nowhere and twisted me around to face her, "I spent an hour on this look and you ruined it just like that?!"

"I told you to not apply too much makeup," I sighed, shaking my head. I knew it would get ruined exactly like this.

I excused myself and headed inside The Kashyap house to use the washroom. Looking at my own reflection in the mirror, I was sure that I was capable of scaring the day light out of anyone right now. Quickly taking out some makeup pads that Jess had earlier shoved in my clutch, I cleaned my face and headed outside again. It was so quite in this house that it made me feel uncomfortable in a funny way.

I was almost near the back door when someone pulled me inside again, causing a slight tear on my left net sleeve. A pair of hands covered my eyes before I could turn around and dragged me somewhere. Stumbling up on my own heels, I managed to follow just fine without breaking my ankle.

"Kaun hai?" I asked but the person chose not to reply.

If it's you again Hussain, then you are so dead! Surprises tak toh theek tha but right now, you are really hurting me! Well, secretly a part of me wished that it was him since I was dying to see him but, a part of me wasn't quite enjoying this very moment. Even those hands, that covered my eyes, felt strangely familiar yet, my heart kept saying that they weren't his.

I heard a door opening slowly and with sudden thrust, that person pushed me inside the dark and dusty room. I could tell by the smell that it hadn't been used for quite a while now. However I couldn't be so sure until a dim, yellow light was turned on.

Turning around with a smile on my face, despite how much I was trying to look annoyed, I hoped to see his sexy as ever face. My smile cured upside down the moment my eyes fell on the overly disgusting figure in front of me.

"Raj?!"

"Hey wifey!"

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Short again!! :(
At least it's better than waiting for three more days? <3

Hardly 24 hours left !!! :0

Yaar ek phone toh banta tha na? :/

Raj again! (0.0)

Excited? =D

LOVE ALWAYS!! <3