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hope u will like this one, it's really a compensation after the last Heer wala part :( 

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CHAPTER 8: START OF SOMETHING NEW

HUSSAIN'S END

"Shehry! Shehry! yar nikal bhi aa ub, kia ghantey laga ra hea saley!" I kicked the bathroom door for the tenth time; hell irritating was my brother... sala lerkiyon ki terha nahata hea  I kicked the door again.

"Shehry!"

"Shehry!"  no response.

"Saley mar war to nai gaya? ragarr raggar ker khatam na ho jana"

"Nikal!" banging on the door I sighed in frustration as he didn't even bother to reply rather kept on singing in his weird as hell bathroom voice.

"piya re! piya re! tharey bina lagey nahi maraa jiya re!" I rolled my eyes as he kept on singing at the top of his sureeli voice, irritating me even more.

"tharey bina mohey chain na aawey...

Dhak... dhak... dhak mara ji ghabrawey" I could literally feel him acting on the lyrics inside... aaarggh! Idiot.

"Shehry shut the hell up and come out" I shouted this time. "Am getting late" I added looking at the wall clock at my back, it was my second day at school, my class was about to start in an hour and I was still here standing in my trousers waiting for my idiot brother to stop raggra-fy himself.

"If I am not wrong we have another bathroom in the apartment... so why don't YOU shut up and move your charan there?" I heard him saying back all calmly and sweetly, I cursed him.

"The shower is not working remember! Gajjni!" I said forcefully and heard him chuckling.

"Acha ruk!" he said and for a couple of moments I just heard movements then slowly he opened the door a bit and his hand came out holding a ....lota? What the...

"And what exactly should I do with it?" absentmindedly I held the lota in my hand as he again shut the door.

"Make Rooh Afzah in it" I heard him saying sarcastically and I gritted my teeth. "Naha ja ker is se kameeney!" he added shouting, I threw the lota on the door making a loud noise and turned around to leave the room.

"oye Khotey! Je Lota toota na te Dolly aunty de chitter yaad rakheen firr" I heard him yelling from inside, ignoring his stupidity I stepped out of the room finding Mom busy doing something on the kitchen counter.

"Mom! I am telling you, ap ka beta kisi din zaya ho jae ga merey hathon" I hurried towards her who kept on spreading cream over the yummy looking dessert, a smile was there on her face as always.

"Mom!" I said rather forcefully this time and she looked up at me. "Shehry is...Wooa!!!

I was about to finish my sentence when she shoved up a spoon full of fruit trifle in my mouth shutting it up.... Had to confess it was yummy! Mom's taste Ahhh! I literally forgot the complaint for a while.

"How is it?" she asked, her eyes sparkling and I smiled.

"Perfection personified in my Mom's hands" bending down towards her face I kissed her cheek and she smiled widely, lightly slapping my arm.

"Acha what happened? q subha subha merey hero ka moo latka hua hea?" she asked putting the cream hose back on the marble counter. 

"Pata nai kia chamka raha hea ander, it's been seriously a whole hour that he is bathing himself" I said frowning and Mom smiled in response..... Aaarrgh! Why does she never say anything to him? bara honey ke najaaiz faidey, huhn!

"It's a big day for him Hussain! koi bat nai" Mom said patting my cheek and I rolled my eyes.

 "Yeah sounds perfect!" I said sarcastically. "I wish it was my first day at job" I rolled my eyes and Mom looked at me with a soft smile.

"Ahh! I would be so happy that day Hussain... sach mein jab tum apne pairon per kharey ho jao ge, najane kahan sametoon gi us din apni khushi" Mom said touching my cheek lovingly and I smiled warmly, hugging her tight.

"Chalo don't be angry now and go take a bath, till then I will make breakfast for you two" Mom said patting my back and I pulled back.

"Where is Maha?" I asked.

"Suba zid ker rai thi tumhare Dad k sath janey ki, to le gaye Asif, aatey he hon ge" she told me and I nodded my head.

"by the way whats the occasion?" I asked narrowing my eyes, as she got busy in giving it some final touches.

"q? I can't make something for my kids without any occasion?" Mom asked as she placed few strawberries on the top.

"hmm bachon ka bahana bana ker cover ker rai hen ap" I said smiling cheekily and she looked up at me. "ye kahiye ne  Dad ne ki ho gi fermaaish" I said and Mom smiled shaking her head.

"Ap kahiye to Maha ko bhi le jaoon apne sath, then you and Dad.... do a duet together" I said mischevously and Mom held my ear, giving it a twist. I laughed hard.

"Should I be telling your Dad about this duet idea of yours?" Mom asked in mock anger and I couldn't control my grin.

"Kon ker raha bhai duet subha subha?" At once I heard Dad's voice and my eyes went wide, Mom let my ear go off her hand and I looked around finding Dad coming in.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" I said and Dad smiled greeting back. "Walaikum Assalam!"

"Wah bhai! Morning treat?" Dad looked at the bowl and smiled, moving his hand towards the dessert he was trying to taste when Mom slappled lightly on his hand.

"Abhi nai" Mom said and picking up the bowl she headed towards the fridge. Following her I opened the door wide for her and she placed the bowl inside.

"Wesey Dad she has made it for you, don't worry mil jae ga" whispering into Dad's ear I winked at him and he narrowed his eyes. "Am taking Maha with me as well, have fun you two" I smiled cheekily and Dad laughed aloud making Mom look at us both.

"Kambhey jesey ho gaye ho or herkatein abhi bhi bachon wali" Mom said shaking her head.

"Arey begum! Bacha he to hea abhi" Dad said and I smiled.

"Han ap per he gaya hea" Mom said making pancakes and Dad laughed once again.

"Where is Maha?" I asked.

"Shehry k pass hea shaid..." Dad said, filling up a glass of water.

"We are here" suddenly Shehry's chirping voice beeped in and he came into the kitchen carrying Maha in his arms.

"Shehry bhai! Put me down" Maha was giggling as he kept on poking his nose in her tummy tickling her.

"No, I won't" Shehry shook his head firmly and Maha giggled harder. "Tell me why didn't you come on my birthday? You promised... and you broke it, you little devil" Shehry asked in mock anger and Maha pouted, still in his arms.

"Wo to buhat zid ker rai thi but Asif farigh he nai thy" Mom said and Shehry looked down frowning at Maha's cute little pouting face.

"okay chalo, Maaf kiya is bar" Shehry said smiling and Maha pecked his cheek smiling back.

"Hayeee mar jawaan" Shehry kissed her cheek back, putting her down on the counter and she giggled.

 "Mom is making the nashta? Ahhh Shuker hai! mein paka paka ker thak gaya hoon qasam se... thanks God! Mom is here so I can have a relief" Shehry said and I rolled my eyes.

"Paka pakka ker? Tu bus damagh pakata hea Saley"

"Hussain!" Mom gave me a look. "Bara bhai hea" she added and I made a face while Shehry showed his 32, giving me a victorious grin.

"Good morning beautiful" Shehry stepped towards Mom and chirped, pecking on her forehead and she smiled patting his cheek.

"Ub tu yahan khara ho ker kia ker ra hea? Tujhe to der ho rai thi na... ja ub so ja jaker bathroom mein, ja shabash!" Shehry made a kissing face at me and I showed him a punch, but couldn't give him one in the presence of Mom.

"Chalo ub nashta ker k jao" Mom said as I was about to leave the kitchen.

"Mom! Am having only 45 minutes and I have to iron my clothes as well... Ah! I hate it" I said making a face.

"Chal bakrii! kha le pehle, ker diye thy tere kaprey iron mein ne" Shehry said I smiled widely at him.

"Qasmey?" I asked and he smiled shaking his head. "bhai ho to terey jesa, Kameena hea per hea barey kam ka" I hurriedly sat down on one of the chair and got a smack at the back of my head.

"Hussain! language" Dad scowled and I smiled. I was hurriedly stuffing my self when the door bang rung and Shehry got up from the chair going to open the door.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" Hearing Waqas's voice I looked up and found him coming with Shehry.

"Arey Waqas beta subha subha?" Dad greeted him back with a smile.

"Aafat to bata ker nai aati na Dad!" Shehry said and Waqas smacked his head.

"bus uncle wo Nosh ka kam tha thora" Waqas said.

"Aa jao nashta karo yar, jaldi mein kahan ho?" Dad said and Waqas shook his head smiling.

"Nai uncle bus ye dena tha Hussain ko" he extended a small sleek envelope towards me. "Nosh has given it for a girl, Mahrukh Jalal is the name, usey de deen ye... Nosh said that she studies in your school" I held the envelope looking closely at it.

"hea kia yea?" Shehry asked and Waqas shrugged his shoulders.

"Dunno man!" Waqas said and I kept the envelope on the table near my platter.

"Okay guys! Chalta hoon and Shehry you are meeting Tahira Wasti today?" Waqas asked looking at Shehry and he nodded his head. "Khurram has told me about her strict and rude behaviour man! Bach k zara" he said giving him an alert and Sherhry smiled, accepting the challenge.

"Chal all the best, and get the project" Waqas patted his back and he smiled.

"Acha Hussain! what's the progress man? Bhabi aa gai wapas k nai?" Waqas turned to look at me, winking tight he said aloud and I literally murdered him mentally.

"Bhabi?" Mom narrowed her eyes looking at me and I looked at her at once shaking my head.

"Aewaeen Mom! Waqas has gone mad" I looked at Waqas who was hiding his idiotic grin and I glared him hushing up.

"She will come back once he will stop behaving like a total ass" Shehry said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes, seriously? Writer ka blame mujh ghareeb per dal rae hen, God! They had started in front of Mom and Dad? qatal wajib ho gaya hea salon ka merey hath per.

"Chal koi nai koi nai.... Aa jae gi wapas sadi bhrajai ji" Waqas said, chuckling lightly as he headed towards the door while I gritted my teeth looking at Shehry who was smiling cheekily at me.

"Sain bhai! who is my bhabi?" Maha asked as Shehry took his chair and my teeth stopped chewing my oats.

"No one" I snapped and she pouted.

"Ask me princess" Shehry said sweetly and I glared at him. "Shut up and eat" I mouthed and Shehry chuckled.

"bhai kon hea ye... humein bhi pata chaley" Dad said looking at me and Shehry with a meaningful smile.

"Dad! come on... they are making fun of me, nothing else" I said before Shehry could start up with his stupidity.

"bari sonni hea Mom! Or fermaanberdar to itni ke poochen he na' Shehry looked at Mom saying dramatically and I almost threw my spoon in my platter.

"Hussain!" Mom looked at me complaining.

"Mom ask him to shut up" I pointed towards Shehry who hurriedly placed a finger on his lips acting all innocent.

"Mom! I will tell you later....." I heard him whispering into Mom's ears and she chuckled while I completely ignored him.

Finishing the breakfast I almost ran towards the bathroom and taking a quick shower I got dressed up hurriedly, tying up the laces of my grey and white sneakers I got up.

 Looking into the mirror I applied a little gel to my hair making them set nicely leftwards and emptied my cologne bottle.... Looking down on the dresser my gaze shifted to the wrist watch, the only one I and Shehry share and normally he wore it.

A smile spread across my face as I picked it up and tied it around my wrist, opening the drawer I took out a little black square box and looked around, Shehry was nowhere to be seen and I put it on the dresser.

Keeping it near his car keys I left the room, had to reach to school...

SHEHRY'S POV

"Shehry! let me do it, you go get ready" Mom tried to take the platters from my hand and I pulled it back with a smile.

'Mom! Come on... or kitna tayar hoon? Barat thori nah ea meri" I chuckled but my smile gone catching up her grave expressions. 'Mom! this is the least I can do and by the way... nashta was superrrrbb" She smiled lightly. "Now lemme do this" I added, heading towards the hover.

"Shehry beta! tum theek ho na?" I was busy putting the dishes in the hover when Mom asked out of nowhere and I looked up at her face.

"Of course I am" I smiled and looked back at the machine, setting up the timer.

"Are you sure?" I got up as Mom asked, looking into my eyes, for a moment I couldn't respond.

"Absolutely sure I am Mom!" I said holding her hands in mine and she looked down. "don't worry about me, please" I added in almost a whisper and she looked up, I could see worry there in those eyes.

"Shehry! tum..." She started saying but halted as if didn't know how to say and I frowned. "tum..... tum shadi ker lo beta" she added and a smile don't know from where, appeared on my lips, a smile so painful worth waking up all the bruises inside me.

"Mom! Shadi koi mazak hea kia? K ek khatam to doosri ker lo" I said calmly and she shook her head trying to say something when I placed my finger over her lips. "Mom! I promise you... the day I will feel like marrying again, I will tell you and I promise I will marry the girl you will find for me" I looked into her eyes and she remained quiet. "You have my word, trust me" I added lowly and she sighed.

"Abey o! Quif waley Devdas!" Mom was about to say something when I heard his stupid voice and I rolled my eyes while Mom chuckled. "Mom! Ap ne koi nai dhoondni is ki Paro... ye kam mera hea" Hussain said seriously and Mom smiled.

"Kia kabhi Paro... kabhi Laila to kabhi Heer" I frowned looking at him with my hands over my waist and he chuckled. "pagal to nai hea tu?" I added smacking his head.

"Abey baal mat kharab ker" Hussain moved his fingers in his hair and my gaze went on the wrist watch he was wearing.

"Hussain! chal ghari utaar" I raised my hand towards him and he hurriedly hide his hand at his back like a kid making me roll my eyes.

"Mein ni deniii" Hussain said shaking his head. "meri hea" he added.

"Abey is pent se le ker teri chaddhi tak sab meri hea.... Chall utaar" I stepped towards him and he took a step back.

"Mom! Dekhen chaddi utarne ko keh raha hea... besharam, beghairat insan" he hide at Mom's back who was chuckling now and I rolled my eyes.

"Hussain I am getting late, tang na ker" I said irritated.

"So am I" Hussain said and kissing Mom's cheek he stepped back. "Bye!" he almost ran out of the kitchen and Mom held my hand as I was about to chase him.

"koi bat nai chota hea" Mom said taking his side while making a kissing face at me and I shook my head.

"Chota or khota dono" I said and headed out of the kitchen. "Sala! Aj first day hea mera 3L productions k sath... and he didn't even wish me" I shook my head disapprovingly and stepped into my room.

Going to the dresser I looked at my reflection for one last time, making sure I was looking presentable... suna hea bari sarrial or kharroos hea head 3L ki touching my quif I adjusted it a little. Khair sanu ki, ho gi sarrial... assi vi kam ni.

Picking up the car keys from the dresser my eyes went on a black square box placed right beside my keys and I frowned, picking it up I examined it... gift box?

Opening the box my eyes went out of their sockets as I gasped coming face to face with my favourite TagHeuer black Ronaldo wali watch.

"My my my.....that sexy little thing" taking it out, a smile spread across my face as I read something written on the box head "AbeyRonaldo ki majal merey bhai se ziada sexy lage" I chukled reading aloud. "chal senti na ho, wear it and All the best, Kameeney!" I smiled shaking head as I read on. "Saley ki boothi jitni changii hea... likhaai utni he gandiii"

Unlocking my new Tag Heuer I wore it "Chal! ub you are all ready to wattify your sarrial boss Shehry!" smiling to myself I turned back and headed out of the room

MAHEEN'S END

I pulled down my plain white T-shirt and wore a checked black and red upper on that, wearing black denims I picked up the hair brush and combed my hair hurriedly, tying them up in a high pony tale. I sprayed a little perfume, applied a little blush on and put on my favourite nude shade of pink over my lips.... You look kind of hot girl! I praised myself and hurried back towards the bed, sitting down I wore my sneakers and tied up the laces.

"Ah! God! Please don't let me be late for my very first day at school" I mentally slapped myself for over sleeping.

Picking up my sling bag I hurried towards the door and stepped out, shutting the door at my back I locked it and almost ran out of my dorm stuffing the room card in my pocket. Thanks God! The school building wasn't far from the dorm.

Reaching into the school building I looked around and glanced over my watch, had 15 minutes for my first class that was of foundation drawing and then had sculpture... students were busy in their routine... going to and coming from the lectures.

Looking around I found the sign boards, I looked closely for my way to architecture department, getting the way I almost ran towards the department with my bag hanging to my side.

Running towards my lecture hall I admired the institute which was indeed beautiful.

Pushing my breaks hard in front of the lecture hall I halted and tried to calm my over breathing before entering in.

Entering in the hall my eyes took a quick tour of the environment and for a moment I felt myself a a perfect misfit there, I could only see couples sitting or standing together smiling laughing or discussing something..... Couples? First year? First day? Seriously? God! In farangiyon ka bhi kuch pata nai chalta

Sighing a little I headed towards the middle row, stepping up I took a seat, placing my bag down I made myself comfortable.

Within a couple of minutes a young handsome hunk entered in the class and whispers broke up as many eyes got fixed upon him when he stood at the teachers' platform....he wore a plain white polo shirt with light blue jeans with a leather jacket hugging him perfectly which he later took off and hung nicely at the back of his chair.

"Good Morning!" he looked towards us smiling and the whispers died slowly as we greeted him back.

"Am Raymond, Raymond waters,  but you all can call me Ray, I want to keep things frank and easy between us" he winked at the end and few of us smiled while few girls giggled shyly passing remarks....Aaarggh! Do minute pehle apne khasamon k sath khari theen ub teacher per line mar rai hen.... I literally rolled my eyes forgetting about what Ray was telling us about.

"So here in this course, that is Foundation Drawing we are going to explore the basics of building..... any thing" he finished his statement after a pause. "You will know how to create maps of these huge skyscrapers and who knows, tomorrow one amongst you will be creating the map of some twin towers... or some....

Ray was in the middle of his sentence when my cell phone beeped and almost every head turned towards my direction, few frowning few making a disgusted face and I literally spanked myself hard, mentally.

"Am sorry!" excusing quickly I took out my phone and looking on the screen I cursed myself for not putting it on silent, I had updated my story on wattpad last night how could I forget about the notification flood.... Putting the phone on silent I looked up smiling cheekily, catching up with Ray's raised eyebrow wala deadly expression.

The rest of the class went into an introductory go and at the end he assigned a little task for us all, noting down the topic of my assignment I stuffed my writing pad and the drawing handbook inside my sling. Getting up i stepped down and headed out of the class.....

Saley sab k sab farangi... koi to mil jae apney jesa ya Khuda!  Thinking this I walked towards the notice board, just to check if I got some room mate or not...

"Abey o! dhakan! Tujh se nai ho ga, I knew it already man!?" a frown appeared on my forehead as a voice crashed my ear drums, a voice strange yet familiar to my ears....

"Chal bahaney na bana ub!" the voice was coming closer now.

"Yeah! as if I don't now you... Harami insan! Tu aa wapas teri hadiyan na toreen to nam Hussain Asif naheen mera" the frown disappeared as my eyes widened at the mentioning of his name, I was still facing the board and could feel him standing right at my back...

"what the......"

"han han! Rakh leen tu... Hussain Asif badal ker Zubaida Apaa rakh leen" he said seriously and I held my breath, unable to turn around and look at his face.

"Shitt! Shitt! Is he realy... Hussain? Hussain Asif? Dhoombros wala? SRK wala? Perfect memory wala? OMG! One heart two souls wala Hussain?" my eyeballs were going round and round trying to get a look of him who was still busy on his phone I guess, standing at my back.... I couldn't turn around.

"Yeah! okay... chal got to go, you take care or jaldi wapas aa jaen khotey" He said, I could here the laughter from the other side of the phone and don't know why I felt it was Atif he was talking with.

"Um excuse me!" I felt his words closer to my right ear now, as if he was bending down a little towards my ear and I gulped down trying to hold on to my excited shrieks which were begging to come out and I was begging them to stay in my mouth.

"Excuse me....." he said rather forcefully this time and when I didnt turn to look at him he came to my left and stood at my front facing me now and I had to look up.... My breath seriously caught up in my throat and dil... dil ka to na he poocho, kambakhat ki aulaad! Sala dharakna he bhool gaya

He looked closely at my face as if he was trying to recognize me and I frown a little. "Arey! Ap?" he pointed his finger at me and I frowned even deeper still not saying anything. "Mahrukh Jalal, right?" he smiled at me and I couldn't understand ye ho kia raha tha.... mein usey janti thi wo koi bari bat nai thi, mager WO mujhe janta tha.... Haye Allah! khushi se heart attacks aa rae thy mujhe to.

"oh! Are you... are you deaf?" he asked, his expressions grieving and I shook my head at once.

"Then are you dumb?" he asked frowning and his hands at once rose up to my face level.

With his hands I don't know what on earth he tried to explain... and I don't know who the hell Mahrukh Jalal was, jo ye mujhe samajh raha tha. But he was definitely trying to make me understand something  with his sign language and my eyes fixed on his hands moving weirdly in front of my face.

"Did you get it?" his face was bent a little towards mine as he asked after a couple of minutes making idiotic confused signs.

"No?" he asked again. "okay lemme explain once again"  and his hands again went into that sign langauge pose and I raised my hands at once to stop him.

'Please stop it! mujhe chaker aa rae hen" I touched my temple and his hands halted at once, his eyes narrowed.

"What the fuck! Tum bol sakti ho?" he asked as he face palm himself and I nodded.

"Moo se bolo phir yar, itni der se mehnat kerwa rai ho" he said making a face as he shook his head and I chuckled a little.

"By the way, Am Hussain, Hussain Asif!" he raised his hand towards me and for a moment I just looked at his hand before extending mine towards him.

"Maheen, Maheen Imran" his hand clasping mine tight as we shook hands and my heart seemed to stop beating.

"What? come again....." his hand stopped shaking as he frowned bending towards me a little.

"Um Maheen Imran" I said narrowing my eyes and he laughed shaking his head as he stood straight again.

"Oh I heard it wrong I guess" he said with a cute smile on his face and I seriously wasn't giving any attention on what he was talking about.... Meri to nazren he nai hat rai theen us per se, chipak he gai theen favicole laga ker.

"Actually I was finding someone naming Mahrukh Jalal... so when I saw you I thought my quest is over but... Ahhh! Poor me" he kept his hand over his heart and I smiled.

"Ummm tum perhtey ho yahan?" I asked cautiously and he looked at my face.

"Nai mein yahan ka head gun man hoon" he said sarcastically and I chuckled shaking my head.

"which department?" he asked as we started moving towards the lobby.

"Architecture" I stated and he made a face as if he got impressed....  Ufff he got impressed, Haye mar na jaoon kaheen.... Itni khushi sambhaloon gi kahan

"And you?" I asked.

"Media studies" he said and I smiled.

"Performing arts you mean?" I asked and he nodded his head, he looked so real.... Like definitely he was real but he was walking with me just a couple of feet away and I just couldn't trust my senses with that.

"So you want to become a hero, yeah?" I asked as we kept on walking together.

"Wesey to am already one" he boasted in a cute way and i smiled. "wo alag bat hea k shaid tum mujhe janti nai ho, right?" he asked looking at me with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Really? so you come on TV?" I acted completely oblivious.

"Wo din bhi dhoor nai, but right now am just struggling hard" he said honestly and I smiled, come on Hussain! don't be that humble... you are one fine actor. I thought to myself.

"So it means abhi he autograph le loon ye na ho k Hero ban jane k bad pehchano he na" I said seriously and he chuckled shaking his head. 

"Wesey tumhara nam mujhe kisi ki yad dilate hea you know." we reached at the end of the lobby when he said and I looked at his face, trying hard to keep my stupid dhak dhak inside and my emotions under control.

"Kis ki bhala?" I asked and he sighed a little.

"hea koi... andekhi anjaani si" he stated more to himself.

"Oye hoye! Girl friend?" I asked smiling and he looked at my face at once.

"Oye ni yar! Kaha to andekhi anjaani hea..." he said shaking his head and looked up, at the vast horizon. "badlon k peechey chupa hea chehra bus badlon k hatney ka intizar hea" he completed his sentence while I just drooled over his perfection......

He looked hot in that grey V-neck shirt under a plain black upper and black jeans, I couldnt believe my eyes I was looking at him or wo bhi itney qareeb se.... hayee! bless my luck Allah ji!

I felt a smirked appeared on his lips as he caught me checking him out.... shittt! way to embarrass yourself Maheen! idiot!

"Filmy much han!" I said casually, hiding my blush.

"Aesa wesa..... abhi to milen hen aagey aagey dekhna, poora Bollywood poora Hollywood apne ander liye ghoomta hoon Maleeha sahiba!" he said dramatically boasting off and I frowned at the name with which he called me.

"ummm Maheen" I corrected him and he frowned unable to get. "Its Maheen" I smiled and he chuckled shaking his head.

"Oh! sorry! Maheen... Maheen Imran!" he corrected himself and it felt so good, hearing my name from his mouth, something tickled me deep down.

"Which class you are having now?" I asked and he looked down on the screen of his phone, frowning a little.

"Umm Visual arts" he stated looking at his schedule. "And yours?" he asked and I smiled.

"Same here" I stated.

"That's great, it means we will be sharing few disciplines?" he smiled broadly and I smiled back nodding my head.

"I guess we are sharing American History and Visual arts, both" I said, thinking and he nodded his head.

"Let's go then.... Its starting in a few minutes" Hussain said, taking a step backward giving me way and I smiled stepping ahead.

"Gentleman han!" I said and he chuckled.

"Aesa wesa koi gentleman, you just don't know me yet, Maheen!" He said smiling and I smiled back looking at the front, trying to hide my feelings... which were flooding out.

Ya Alla khair! ye ho ga sath to ho chuki perrhaiyan... lagta hea Maleeha ki terha fail hona likha hea meri qismat mein.  Trying to keep my face straight and my idiot smile hidden I curbed my feelings as we walked towards out lecture hall together...

so finally they met ;) and i felt good after deleting the heer wala part from this chapter :) will bring it later ;)

hope u all have enjoyed :)

Love you all <3