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but inn shaa Allah soon will be updating the later half of it.

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CHAPTER 12: FALLING FOR HER

"Yeah okay! No problem"

"It's okay Mahrukh! Am bringing her there in.... umm half hour, okay?"

"Good! Bye"

"Oh yeah sorry, Allah hafiz" I shook my head as we hung up, this girl was seriously something Waqas is going to be lucky for sure. Kuchnai to tameez to sikha he de gi bachi tujhe saley! Musalman bana ker he dam le gi ye.

Stepping into her sculpture hall with a smile on my face I looked around to find her but she wasn't in sight, students were busy in making their projects, architecture is one amazingly fun to do kind of thing... I felt.

"Hey! Harman! Have you seen Maheen?" I found one of her class mate and asked, he shrugged his shoulder and I walked past him.

Students were making building models, fascinating projects...with clay and strange kind of sheets and papers, there was a girl who was busy making a model of something close to twin towers, long destroyed.

"Awesome job girl!" walking past her I showed her a thumbs up and she smiled.

ye muhterma kahan chali gai hen

wo rahi.....I was in the quest when finally I found her, she was sitting on the floor at the far corner of the hall near a huge French window; sun rays were beaming in, spreading all over her, her hair tied up in a large bun with a sleek long bamboo stuck in it saving the hair to fall down.

I slowly headed towards her, she was busy in making something with a hell of mud scattered near her, I went and stopped right at her back... her hands were covered in mud and head dunk down over the piece of art she was busy making.

I wonder what was that, she made my sketch... no wonder she is making my sculpture now.

Self obsessed much Hussain! khud he se khushfehmiyan mat pal. I smacked the back of my head lightly.

I couldn't understand when a smile spread across my face as I kept on observing her. Something mischievous brushed my mind and I slowly, silently bent down and with a swift move I pulled out the stick from her bun and she at once turned around, with a hell annoying look on her face, but the moment she looked up at me her expressions changed into something... I couldn't understand first, the same expressions she had when she saw me in her room with face all flushed and eyes fixed on me.

 kuch to chaker hea... bachi chupa rai hea kuch, pata kerna parey ga Hussain!

MAHEEN'S POV

Here in this far corner of the hall things were pretty what I liked them to be, sitting down along with my stuff I looked at the instructions placed near me on the ground I read the details I was supposed to make a building startup model.

Kaan khaney wali ka to pata nai dimagh khaney wali samne khari hea merey a smile sprouts over the corner of my lip and I bit it making it even wider.

"Woi tum lerkiyon ka hamesha ka masla... those days in the month" God! How can he even talk like this? Poora ka poora pagal hea qasam se. I felt my cheeks getting heat up all at once, I chuckled and tried to shake off the thoughts from my mind as I knew I had just half hour to complete the given task. But don't know why I didn't feel like making any boring building model at the moment.

Taking out my I pod I jammed my ears with the plugs and put it on fire, knowing I would be messing up my hair at the end so I held them up and tied them into a bun, searching in my pockets I couldn't find anything to tie up my bun so I searched something in my satchel and finally found a broken sleek paint brush.

Hmmm! This will do. I tucked the brush in my bun, making my hair firmly supported. Sighing deep I looked down at the mud and clay... chal! Maheen shuroo ho ja

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me

But bear this mind it was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me

My hands deep into mud and my lips in full synch with the lyrics, the music in my ear just made me so much away from the rest of the world around me... this is what I wanted at the moment a little I-me-myself time with nobody around, but here in my sculpture hall this wasn't possible as I was surrounded with an other bunch of students.

My hands were making the model but my thoughts wayward, completely absent from the scene... lost somewhere else. Looking down at the half built model I made a face as it looked terrible.

Han to jab dihaan kaheen or ho ga to khak bane ga model? I shook my head as I distorted the model completely, with my hands ignoring the gaze of many students.

"how on earth anyone can make a building model with mud? well done Maheen Imran for selecting this medium" I rolled my eyes as i sighed in frustration.

I decided to forget the tension and enjoy the music rather.

I won't let these little things slips out of my mouth

But if it's true, it's you, it's you, they add up to

I'm in love with you and all these little things

The fact that I, as being the writer of his fan fiction talked to Hussain, was enough making my mind occupied with his thoughts.

I could never in my right mind think that he was reading the story all this way, I mean these famous people they are normally busy in their lives and as a matter of fact quite fed up of all this fan crap as well... so reading a fan fiction wo bhi meri... ufff! This was way too much to handle.

Ub to ek ek lafz hazaar hazaar bar soch ker likhoon gi, pata nai ub tak wo kia sochta ho ga meri story perh ker.... Kia sochna hea, yei sochta ho ga k pagal hea bandi. No matter how hard I tired to think straight I couldn't, I mean it wasn't a small thing, this was a real shock for me and I don't know for how long I was going to be under the spell of it and above all for how long I could hide it from Hussain.

I like the story by the way his words came banging my mind, I felt a smile was creeping its way to my lips again and I hurriedly straighten my facial expressions.

"God! Please kick him out of my mind Please! I have to complete my model. Please!" I literally prayed looking up, looking down at the heap I tucked the falling irritating strand of my hair at the back of my ear and once again started making..... something. 

I started making a sculpture out of my own imagination, without even knowing what the hell I was making I kept on moulding the mud into shapes... just to keep my mind busy and to keep those ticklish feelings away from my tummy. I was busy into what I was making and suddenly I felt somebody was standing at my back....

Oh shitt! Sir? Andaa de ga ye mujhe, model nai banaya Maheen! be ready to get a big andaa on your first assignment. I pulled the ear plugs out and was cursing myself inside when I felt he pulled out the brush from my bun as my hair came falling down....

"What the fu...." Turning around at once I almost yelled and found my words got lost into my mouth as I saw Hussain smirking down at me, with my brush in his hand. For a moment I just looked at his face.... kia ye zaroori hea k ye her waqt merey he aas pass mandlata rahe?

"Hussain! what the hell! Give it back to me" Frowning a little I got up from the ground, extending my hand towards him and he looked down at my hand.

"Kitni gandi ho tum eiieeww yukiiess!" he made a face and I rolled my eyes.

"Hussain give it back right now" I ignored the cute expressions on his face and he took a step towards me.

"Jo cheez ek bar Hussain ko pasand aa jae..... wo Hussain ki ho jati hea" He said into a whisper.

Maheen! Idiot! Don't get flattered by his presence, get it back.

"yeah! and what would you exactly do with it?" I asked with a fake smile and he narrowed his eyes as if thinking.

"Pajamey mein naara daloon ga is se" he said quite seriously and even after trying hard to control I burst up laughing and he rolled his eyes.

"Pajama? Hussain I didn't think you wear desi. well, desi is for... hot guys" I said casually and he bent his face down, dangerously close to mine, making my eyes popped out and that smile ..... vanish, instantly.

"I look damn hot in desi...I will surely show you someday, kabhi aao na..... khushboo laga ke" He said with a smug on his face. For a moment I just looked into his shinning eyes and then feeling all heat up I looked away.

"Khushboo laga ke? Q? Your place stinks?" I said, sounding a complete non sense and he raised his brow.

"Bad one Maheen!" he said making a face and I stuck my tongue out at him, trying to snatch the brush from his hand but right on time he moved his hand up above his head and I rolled my eyes.

"Ah! Shorty" he said and I glared at him. "Get it baby!"

"Am not shorty okay! Am just perfect"I boasted and he chuckled.

"Hussain give it right here or....." I pointed my muddy finger at him and he looked at me as if accepting the challenge. "okay" I said decisively and jumped up trying to get it, I looked quite a funny little bunny doing all that while he just stood there with his hand up in the air... he was standing without any effort and I.... well I looked like a complete idiot, I know.

"What are you two doing?" I was still jumping up and down when somebody almost snatched the brush out of Hussain's hand and both of us looked into the direction of that intruder, finding Sir Aric standing there I just died mentally."Shitt!"

"Ms Imran! Will you please explain all this?" He was holding my brush and his gaze fixed on me, Hussain stood near me and I knew he must be laughing his idiot heart out, inside.

"Um Sir I was... I was making my model" I said without even thinking I didn't make the model at all and I died an embarrassing death when he moved to our right, looking down at the thing I was making. One of his brow shoot up as he crossed his arms over his chest and looked at me.

"Is this what you were making?" he asked sarcastically and I looked down at the sculpture, for a moment I just stared at it...it was definitely a face of somebody, somebody I knew..... shittt!

"You were supposed to make a building model not your boyfriend's face" he spatted at me and I instantly looked up at him after getting a 440 Volts of shock. Hussain was standing at my back and I knew... I so damn knew he must be smirking right now.

"He is not my boyfriend" I looked at Hussain, and said out of embarrassment, not knowing I was going even deeper into it. Hussain smirked at me, he looked extremely amused... ground! Swallow me up please!

"See me in my office after the class" he said firmly and turned to leave.

"But Sir! Why....

"For the first DETENTION of this term Ms Imran!" he turned his head, looking at me he replied giving extra emphasis on the word and I just stood there helplessly.

"My God!" I heard Hussain exclaimed and I couldn't even turn to look at him, I know what he was looking at. "But I must say you didn't do justice with your boyfriend's nose" I turned at once, he was looking down intently, rubbing his chin with his finger and I moved towards him with rage boiling inside me.

"You-are-not-my-boyfriend" I pointed a finger close to his face almost touching his nose and his gaze shifted to that.

"Are you sure?" he asked with a smug on his face and I inhaled sharp in anger. "But this is so ME" he looked down again and I followed his gaze. He took a step closer to the sculpture and bent down looking at it....

I felt extremely embarrassed, never felt this way before.

"This is not you okay!" I said, my words shallow and sounded so not true, Hussain didn't even look up, his gaze was fixed on the piece of mud resembling his face in front of him. "yeah! he is your phuppi ka beta" he remarked sarcastically and I face palm myself.

He touched the mud with his fingers and I bent down near him over my knees, I couldn't even relalise when the hell I made his features? And... am even not good at making face sculptures, then how on earth?  In fact, to me it wasn't even Hussain, it was just a... a face I made out of my own imagination. Sir Aric must have gone mad.... and this idiot Hussain too. I rolled my eyes in frustration.

"Hey! Don't touch it' I slapped his hand lightly and he chuckled as he looked at his right, at my face I looked away instantly.

After a couple of minutes when I felt the heat was getting high over my check I looked at him, he was still looking at me....

"Kia dekh rae ho?" I asked trying to stick to the anger mode and he smiled softly saying nothing. His smile and those eyes fixed on my face just made my heart started beating fast... I looked down slowly when my gaze caught the little wet mud heap near his feet and I bit my lips trying to hide the smile.

Slowly touching the mud I raised my hand and smudge it right on his left cheek, his eyes went wide all at once as he touched his cheek in utter shock while I got up laughing, trying not to be loud.... didn't want another detention.

"Maheen! You are so gonna pay for this" Hussain got up on his feet saying, every word loud and clear, like a threat.

"Oh! mein to dar gai" I made a face in mock horror.

"Why don't you come here and clean it up?" he asked all sweetly, his hands at the sides of his waist and I rolled my eyes.

"Why don't you make me?" I asked crossing my arms, OMG since when I had started feeling so confident?

"I-WILL" he said with a devilish smirk on his face and I, getting his evil intention, turned and ran towards the exit.... with him following me, at my back.

"Maheen! Stop" he ordered and I kept on running, laughing hard.

"Maheen ki bachi! Hath aa gai na merey to bacho gi nai tum" he warned me and I stepped out of the hall, into the lobby. Students were walking and standing here and there making it hard for me to run easily and I knew I was in trouble.

"You are so gone girl!" I heard his chuckle at my back and was about to jump into the lawn when I felt his hand grabbing my arm, my feet stopped in my track as he pulled me into him.

HUSSAIN'S POV

"Maheen ki bachi! Hath aa gai na merey to bacho gi nai tum" I warned her, while running after her and she stepped out of the lecture hall into the wide lobby, I smiled as I found her speed getting slow down... students were passing by.

She kept on running, with her hair flying wayward at her back, she was giggling and I could feel my heart beat speeding up.... Every now and then she would look at her back assuring herself I was at a distance and I chuckled at her expressions.

She was about to jump into the lawn when I almost reached to her. "You are so gone girl!" her arm came into my grip and I pulled her into me.

She gasped aloud as her body slammed into me, making me stumble back a bit but I maintained my balance. Her hands were firm over my chest and breath so heavy, almost fanning my lips, a smile was there on her flushed face that slowly faded...... my eyes searching her expressions.

"Clean it up" I said, my voice hardly audible to even my ears and she blinked her eyes. "CLEAN-IT-UP" I said louder this time, with a serious expression on my face and she remained quiet.

One of my hands holding her arm tight while the other resting over her waist, I could feel her heart was thumping hard. And breathing uneven.... Was this just running or my effect on her? her eyes shifted to the mud on my cheek and she gulped down, her hands still on my chest... shitt! If I could feel her heartbeats she could definitely feel my idiot dhal dhak too, loud and clear... so maybe it wasn't just my effect on her, she was doing something to me too.

I was about to say something when she slowly raised her hands in front of my face and I saw mud on them, though it was dry but her hands were still all muddy. Between the gaps of her fingers I could see her face, flushed and crimson...looking at her I felt a strange kind of feeling in me, feeling that I had never felt before, just read it being felt at a couple of places.

Mager perhne mein or mehsoos kerne mein buhat ferk hota hea....

Slowly she moved her hands down and I bent my face towards her, my hand was still over her waist it was strange how I could feel her heartbeat there, thumping hard. Moving closer I tilted my head and touched my cheek with her's, rubbing my stubble it over her soft skin I felt a tickle deep down.

I wiped the mud off and pulled back.... Her cheek was now having the mud, she looked cute ....in a strange way.

My gaze shifted to her eyes which were wide open and her face all red, her gaze fixed upon my face when I bit my lip to hide the grin and she frowned.

"I made you" I winked and finally her expressions changed, I could feel the old Maheen was back as she punched my chest hard with her fist and I backed off with a mocking groan.

"No.....you.... you didn't" she said frowning and I could tell how flushed she was feeling at the moment, I couldn't hide my amusement. 'It was... it was cheating, it wasn't fair, okay!" she said like a stubborn kid and I laughed.

"Fair or not.... The fact is that YOU have my MUD now" I said giving emphasis on the words and she made a face, as she raised her hand and tried to wipe it off only making it worse with her muddy hands and I laughed even harder looking at her funny cute face and she frowned.

"Hey! Look at her..." suddenly I heard a girl laughing, pointing her finger at Maheen and her friends started laughing too, the smile on my face just gone in a second.

"OMG! Have you came from some other planet?" One of the girl asked poping her eyes out and my gaze shifted to Maheen who looked...embarrassed. Shitt! Hussain mar ja tu kaheen ja ker.

"Have you fallen in a puddle?" a boy asked sarcastically.

"Excuse me!" Maheen tried to walk past them when he came and stood in front of her, I fisted my hands.

"Come on! Wanna play with me in that puddle?" he said in a way that I killed him already, mentally.

"Get aside" Maheen said, I felt her voice wasn't as firm as it ought to be, maybe she was feeling embarrassed, just because of me.

"Oh! be a sport girl! Just a little fun maybe?" the boy was about to raise his hand when I grabbed his collar from the back and turned him to face me.

"I guess there is a serious problem in your hearing, SHE-SAID-GET-ASIDE" saying this I jammed my fist hard on his face, making him fall back on the concrete floor, I heard students gasped.

"You wanna play? Try me" gritting my teeth I bent down and punched hard on his face, he was about to attack back when I grabbed his collar in my fists and pulled him up on his feet.

I was about to punch the shitt out of him when somebody held my arm.

"Hussain! Stop it!" It was definitely Maheen, my eyes were boring into that idiot's .

"Hussain choro usey!" Maheen yelled trying to get my hands off his collar.

"I see you coming in her way once more and you will regret the day you were born" I pushed him back, letting go of his collars and he cursed me hard under his breath... if only Maheen wasn't holding my arm I would have dislocated his every single feature by now.

"Mahee....

"Done with your heroism?" I was about to apologise when she spatted angrily and without even listening anything she walked off, leaving me standing there helpless cursing myself for letting her get embarrassed.....

SHEHRY'S POV

"yeah! I want that by tomorrow. May be you just check the details and send me an email"

'Yup! Sure, I will" I shook hands with him and he smile, before leaving my office. I sat down once again in my seat looking at the file placed in front of me.

Opening it up I was about to start going through the script once again when I heard the door opening and I looked up finding Tahira Aapa standing there with an upset look on her face. I shut the file back.

"Don't even ask me that what happened" She came in side and stood in front of me, crossing her arms and I narrowed my eyes.

"Okay! I won't ask" I said with a smile and she rolled her eyes.

"Shehryar! how can you even do this? You didn't tell me you had plans with Sarmad." She said frowning and I rubbed the back of my head unable to counter back.

"Am sorry Aapa! He offered me to work with him and...

"And you said a YES without even letting me know" she cut me in the middle and I sighed a little.

"Acha! Ap beth jaiye, beth ker bat kertey hen" I offered her a seat.

'No thank you" she refused firmly and I shook my head hiding my smile, I got up from the chair.

"Bethey raho tum" she kind of ordered and I chukled.

"buzerg kharey hon or bachey bethey rahe... ub itni bhi andher nagri nai apaa!" I said sweetly and she raised her eyebrow.

"Don't try to act sweet with me" she pointed her finger at me and I laughed.

"So you are going to work with him?" she asked and I nodded my head, my lips pressed into a thin line. She just stared my face with a grave expression.

"And you are going to Pakistan?" She asked and I nodded my head once again. "yup"

"I seriously didn't know Tahira apa that he was serious about the offer, I just said a yes because I thought it was a complete honour for me working with a super hit director of our industry...." I said seriously when she remained quiet.

"I even didn't know that he would start this project that soon, I mean, I was expecting it to start next year" I added.

"And you knew already you are going to head my next serial and still you agreed on doing that film" she complaint ignoring my explanitions.

'Okay! To phir aesa hea k mein inkar ker deta hoon Sarmad bhai ko" I said making an innocent face, looking at her sideways I found a sudden change of expression on her face as she saw me dialing numbers on my phone.

"hey stop it! what are you up to?" She at once stopped me getting all paniced and I looked at her, acting oblivious.

'Ummm am calling Sarmad bhai to say a no for it as I am

"you are not saying a NO to him, are you an idiot?" she cut me in the middle and I shrugged my shoulders.

"May be I am, that's why I said a yes to him" I said and she rolled her eyes.

"Shehryar Asif! I have already warned you to stop playing cute with me" she said trying to sound angry and I smiled sweetly.

"So it means am doing his film?" I asked and she sighed, crossing her arms.

"Along with a punishment" she said firmly and I was like "Ya Allah khair"

"don't worry am not going to ask your hand for my daughter" She said hiding her grin and I laughed.

"Yeah! thank God! Ap he ki terha hogi... Allah khair kare ap ke future damaad ki" I said and she smiled wide.

"Shehryar you are one talented person you know" She said with a smile. "tum se koi ziada der tak naraz nai reh sakta" she added.

"I know it for long" I boasted and she smiled. "wesey ap se ziada himmat rakhne waley bhi log hen, you just don't know yet" I said, rather sarcastically.

"Hon ge... duniya mein bewaqoofon ki kami to naheen" She bent a little towards me saying and I chuckled.

'So my punishment your honour?" I asked bowing down a little all dramatically.

"You should try for acting you know, intiha k dramebaaz ho" she shook her head. "Any ways the punishment is, that as you are leaving for Pakistan so I have made some amends in my plans; I am now going to start my project a bit earlier, and definitely you are going to dierect that" She added all casually.

"So this was your plan? matlab all this roothna woothna was acting?" I asked making a face and she chuckled.

"Q? Acting siraf tum he ker saktey ho? tumhari umer jitna adakari ka experience hea mujhe." she said boasting and I shook my head smiling.

"Two projects side by side? Aapa this is seriously suicidal for you" I said and she narrowed her eyes. "I mean, I am new to all this and if your drama flops then..... your name will go to dust, you know' I kind of alarmed her and she waved her hand in the air as if didn't care about it.

"I know where my name is going Shehryar! My project in your hands will be as safe as it would be in my own" she put her hand over my shoulder and I nodded slowly. "trust me, you will learn how to manage things in hasty days, its very important to learn such things in our industry Shehryar!" she added with a wink at the end and I smiled nodding my head.

"so you better hold your belts tight okay" she said and turn to leave.

"belts? As in my pents' belt?" I asked and she turned to look at me, I hide my grin.

"yeah! wo to ek kamli per nachne se he khul gai thi tumharii... I wonder what will happen now" She countered, leaving me all speechless and left the room... with me, rubbing the back of my head.

Is bandi se baton mein jeetna.... namumkin k baraber.  I shook my head with a smile and sat down. kisi fan girl ki terha stalk kiya hua hea is ne mujhe poora ka poora.

"Shehryar Asif! You really need be vigilant man! Two projects at hand, its time to sacrifice the peace of your life" sighing deep I opened the script of Sarmad's tele film and started giving it a read once again.

MAHEEN'S POV

I gasped as cold water splashed my face and I shut my eyes tight, splashing another hand full of water over my face I rubber the mud from my cheek. Opening my eyes I looked at my reflection, I felt I was still all red as heat was still there emitting from my face, my body. 

Raising my hand I touched my jawline where he had rubbed his cheek I could still feel the touch of his rough stubble there. I shut my eyes tight as I tried hard to keep those butterflies inside.

"Hey! Hello!" I heard a loud bang over the door and my eyes flutter open all at once, hearing his voice.

"Maheen? Are you in?" God! Ye thori der k liye kaheen chala q nai jata?  I gritted my teeth in frustration, ek to pehjle he halat patli hea meri ooper se ye sr per mandla raha hea subha ka.  I decided to remain quiet and ignore him.

"Maheen! Am sorry yar" he said and I slowly moved towards the door.

"hey! Am sorry, seriously I didn't want to embarrass you, sach mein it's me who is feeling all embarrassed at the moment" he said in a low tone and I gulped down, raising my hands I placed them over the cold metal of the door. I could feel his presence across that thin line between us.

"Maheen I know you are inside, okay! Come out" he said louder this time. " because I cant break this door all like Daya or something" he added and I chuckled lightly.

"I simply forgot to tell you, Mahrukh called me like some 40 minutes back and she asked me to bring you to her work place. She sounded.....

He was in the middle of his sentence when I opened the door and hardly stopped my self from bumping into him, as he stood too close to the door.... No wonder I was feeling that heat

"upset" he completed his sentence and I frowned.

'Upset? Why? What happened and why dose she want me there?" I asked unable to get anything and he shrugged his shoulders.

"Dunno, may be she needs something" Hussain said and I remained quiet.

"Okay! Then let's go" I walked past him picking up my bag from the counter and stepped out, I felt him walking at my back all silently, saying nothing maybe he was really embarrassed.

We walked silently to the student's parking area where he had parked his vehicle, he walked ahead of me to show me the way and I followed him, finally he stopped in front of a lush Toyota brand new and I just gawked at it for a moment before getting caught by him, he chuckled shaking his head.

"Not mine, it's Atif's.  He is a friend, has gone to Pakistan or apni bachii merey hawaley ker gaya." he opened the door for me and I sat in, keeping my satchel in my lap and he shut the door, coming to his side he took the driving seat and pressed the button bring the engine into life.

His eyes were on the road as he drove it, out of the premises of the institute into a wide not so rushy road. I looked at him side ways and found the mud mark was still there on his jawline.

"Um you didn't wash your face?" I asked sounding casuall and he shook his head.

"Nops! Tum itney gussey mein chali gaeen I thought kaheen bachi khudkushi wagera na ker le, so I was actually searching you here and ther when Saly told me you were in the washroom" He told me and I looked down at my hands in my lap, may be I was rude with him.

"If you are thinking that you were rude, then yup! You are absolutely correct' he said casually and I looked at his face in utter shock, read my mind? han!

"You didn't have to start a fight Hussain! you could have injurded yourself in all that show of heroism" I said firmly and he looked at me, there was no smile no smirk on his face and that seriousness made me look away.

"Show of heroism? Are you crazy? he was heading on you Maheen!" he said, his voice a bit louder and I crossed my arms looking out of the window.

"He was making fun of me because of you, don't forget that" I said crossed and felt he sped up the car, I frowned looking at him while he kept on looking at the road.

"Am sorry for that" he said lowly but firmly and I remained quiet. "but if a guy tries to misbehave with you or any other girl, am not going to stand there watching the show" he added, I felt tint of anger in his tone.

"Whatever he was doing or would have done, was entirely my look out" I said carelessly, once again looking out of the window and suddenly the car stopped with a loud screeching sound when the tyres were forced to halt. Thank God I was having seat belt werna sr phatna tha mera.

"Hussain! what th....

I looked at my left and was about to bombard him when I had to shut up, the way he was looking at me made me forgot everything, his eyes fuming and face tensed.

"Your look out right?" he said and opening the door he came towards me side of the car. I just sat in side, my gaze following him as he came at my side, opening my door he held my arm and pulled me out.

"Hussain! what are you doing?" I protested but to no avail.

"It was your worry, so maybe you can go find the way to Mahrukh's place by yourself; maybe I am just wasting my bloody time here on you." He bent down and took out my bag, smacking it in to my hand.

"Maybe you are much of a hero yourself, and maybe if some random bastered comes in your way you will be able to handle him all on your own." he spatted in anger, and I just stared his face what have I done to earn all this? he took a step back and walked to the driving seat.

It was not Hussain in front of me, he can't be..... he was someone else. I couldn't believe he was doing this, he was leaving me alone here on the road.... He can't do this, No!

Hussain opened his door, while I just stared at him doing all this with my mouth half open and eyes pooling up with tears. He sat in and shut the door hard making me shiver and the car drove past me.

"Hussain.....!"

I stood there cletching the bag tight in my hands keeping it close to my chest, still under the process of absorbing what has just happened, a tear rolled down my cheek as I felt completely alone over there in the middle of that road.

To be continued........