Shreya's POV:

We ran off stage giggling and laughing. I was very careful as not to go beside the boy with curls. I stuck around my brother and the other lads.

"Afra, we did it" Zayn sighed hugging me to him.

"Yeah, bhai" I sighed back hiding my face in the crook of his neck.

"Whoa!" Louis gasped.

"Come here! Horan hug time!" Niall closed his eyes and grunted with his arms open.

"Niall" I squealed running into his arms.

"Sorry we were not able to be there for you" Liam joined in the hug.

"Yeah, me too" Louis joined.

"It's fine, lads" Zayn smiled as we broke the hug.

"We should have helped, seriously man" Liam placed a hand on Zayn's shoulder.

"Seriously fine,bro" Zayn gave Liam a bro hug.

"I believe a party is in order!" Diya chirped in.

"Obviously! Let's freshen up,lads!" Zayn cheered and disappeared into the bathroom.

"I'll go get changed" I told to Diya and left the room with some spare clothes to change.

I bathed and changed into a pair of torn jeans and a crop hoodie with 'fab' printed over it.Releasing my hair from it's tight bun,I brushed them and put them up again in a messy bun.I skipped out of the room into the corridors.

"Oii" I heard a yell. I turned on the spot.

"Enga di odra? (Where are you running?) Rahul walked to me.

"Nowhere" I shrugged.

"I got the vip passes for the club" He sang.

"Awesome machan!(buddy) Where is Steph,Diya and other?" I asked him.

"Steph and Diya are arranging transportation and Zayn is with Perrie and others are getting ready" He informed me.

"Zayn with Perrie?! Where?" I quizzed him.

He stuck him thumb to the other side of the corridor.I ran along the corridor as fast as I could.I didn't know if I want them to be together or not but I wanted my brother happy.Just as I was about to near the corner,a door opened and Harry stepped out.I froze in my tracks.He was in his usual black skinny jeans and a white tee.

"Shre?" He whispered.

My lips got dry.Part of me wanted to slam him against the wall and kiss him hard but another part of me wanted kick the crap out of him.

"I know my sorry can't heal the wounds of my words" He said advancing a step towards me.

I took a step back involuntarily.I felt a mixture of fear and anger in my veins.

"Please,hear me out" His voice broke.

That was my breaking point.I ran past him without looking back.If I did I know I wouldn't do the right thing and only entangle me into a lot more complications.I turned the corner and again paused.Zayn and Perrie were there.

"Perrie,it was all about trust and you had never trusted me.I loved you with all my heart that's why I am calm and letting you go" He said slowly.

"Loved? You don't love me anymore?" She screamed.

"Don't create a scene,Perrie! It is fucking over!" Zayn hissed.

"I will ruin you!" She screeched right as Zayn looked at me.

His eyes were teary.They were helpless and looking a lot vexed.My brother was sad because of her. Perrie turned too. She was boring bullets but I don't complain because probably that is how I am looking at her too.

"Perrie Edwards" I stated in a firm voice as I strolled towards her.

"Shreya Sharan" She gritted.

"It is actually Afra Malik" I smirked glaring.She rolled her eyes.

"Stay out of this" She pointed her index finger at me.

"Seriously? Look here,Perrie! He is my brother and I wouldn't let any bitch like you talk to him this way.You will ruin him,seriously?" I scoffed placing a hand at her shoulder "Listen carefully,Threaten him or try to ruin his reputation and I will break your career to debris and have you run to mommy" I hissed glaring.

She shoved my hand off her shoulder and walked away stomping off.

"Afra" Zayn whispered.

"Bhai" I whispered running into his arms.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight.My fears slowly melted off.My anger shimmered away.I was safe,fiercely protected and loved.The adrenaline that was high in my body lowered.

"Are you okay?"Zayn asked me holding me at arm's length.

"I guess so...I ran into Harry a while ago" I told him honestly.

"That asshole!" Zayn was about to stomp off.

"Bhai" I clutched his hand.

"Tell me what happened" He ordered me holding me in his embrace.

"He apologised and asked me to hear him out.I ran and came here" I told him truthfully.

"Masha Allah! What would he want to say?" Zayn wondered.

"I don't know" I whispered quietly.

"Stay with me,Afra!" He kissed my forehead and took my hand.

We walked holding hands to the boys' dressing room.We were two broken lovers but strong siblings.I am glad he decided to find out who I was if not I wouldn't have known about such an awesome family.As usual the boys were running around pranking,dressing and playing but what was unusual was Harry wasn't a part of this chaos and the once best friends,Zayn and Harry weren't even looking at each other in the eye.Was I the reason?

"Can we please get this show on the road?" Diya groaned glaring at the lads.

My trance was broken.The lads cowered under her glare.I laughed out loud.Everybody looked at me and began laughing. Half an hour later, we were all packed in a van en route to a club that Rahul had chosen. We got into the club via the backdoor and made our way straight to the vip lounge.I didn't want to drink and become vulnerable when the heart breaker was around so I stuck to mocktails.One round of drinks and a familiar beat was heard.

'Little black dress just walked into the room

Making heads turn, can't stop looking at you
It's so right, it's so right, it's so right, you know
Little black dress, did you come here alone?
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late to go home
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, you know

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, you know' Louis and Harry's voice sang through the speaker.

Everybody got to their feet and began dancing and singing along.Eleanor and Sophie showed up too.Zayn and Diya were beginning to get cozy and my other two best friends got partners too.I felt a pair of eyes watching my movies.I knew it was Harry.I left the VIP lounge and went to the bar.I sat on the stool and ordered a mocktail.I sat there sipping and observing everything around me trying to write them down but nothing seemed to come.

"Ms.Deepika Padukone" A manly voice whispered in my ear.

I jumped turning around.It was the guy I met at the party where I caught my parents and got the truth from them.

"Hello" I greeted him taking my seat back.He occupied the seat next to me and ordered himself a drink.  

"I take it that you don't remember my name" He smirked.

"Yes" I admitted,chuckling.

"I am Ranveer Singh" He shook hands with me.

"I assume you know who I am?" I asked him taking a sip of my drink.

"Of course.Shreya Sharan alias Afra Malik" He smiled.

"So you were in the concert.What do you want? Why are you here?" I asked him.

"I am here for you" He stated.

"Excuse me?" I chuckled to make the situation a bit light.

"I've been searching for you since the day I met you at the party" He spoke with his manly voice laced with seriousness.

"And why may I ask?" I asked him inching away from him.

"That would be a conversation for tomorrow at daylight.Would you meet me at Boys 'n' Berry tomorrow at 11?" He asked.

"Okay sure" I answered him,my eyes darting to the lounge.Harry was gazing hard at us.

Disillusioned Dick!

"Can I have your number?" He asked taking out his phone.

I took his phone from him and typed my number and gave it back.He saved it in whatever name he chose as slid his phone into his jacket.

"Au revoir,ma chere" He kissed the air beside my right cheek and left.

I ordered another mocktail and sat there.I looked back at the lounge and Harry wasn't there anymore.

I turned back and my drink was before me.I sipped it with my thoughts clouded by Harry.I was feeling fuzzy and funny and aching for Harry.I wanted to know why he did this to me.He broke me with no purpose and I am not going to let him get away with that.

I got up from the seat and strolled away from the bar as I saw Harry exiting the lounge.I dashed after him as he stepped into the elevator.I raced the elevator in stairs.In the fourth floor corridor I saw Harry enter room 408,the last room in the corridor.Before he could close the door I stomped my foot in the gap.

"Shreya?" He asked perplexed.