𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 • 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤 ✓

Chapter 7

He kept the phone away and walked downstairs again.

"What happened Armaan, why this long face?" Asked Amaal.

"Inaya…"

"What happened to Inaya????" Asked Amaal.

"Nothing. She didn't message or call me to wish me."

"Hm…. That's strange." He said.

"Yeah…" Armaan looked down, that's when Amaal's phone rang, it was Inaya.

"It's Inaya." Amaal picked up the call.

"Bhai!! Where's Armaan? He isn't picking up my call!"

"He's right beside me."

"Huh?" Armaan asked, "what happened?"

"Where's your phone?"

"In the room," replied Armaan.

"Give that guy the phone Bhai!!"

"Surely!"

Amaal gave Armaan his phone.

"Hey--" Armaan said but was forestalled by Inaya, "Sorry!! A biiig sorry Armi! I overslept and just woke up, I shoulda messaged you early morning but I overslept… Armaan!! I was-- sorry!"

Armaan laughed at her cuteness, "it's okay! At least Miss Rawat remembered."

"You're taunting me?"

"No, not at all."

"Sorry Armaan!! Happy Birthday my bestie! You're now 26! Wow! Grown boy!!"

"Thank you miss."

Then they talked and he told them that his mum and dad kept a party, he invited her (obviously)

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The birthday boy was wished by everyone but his eyes longed to see one face, Inaya.

Soon he saw her, she was dressed elegantly in a blue dress [ It is HIS FAVOURITE COLOUR]

He made her way to her, she looked angelic and he was smitten, again.

"Hey!"

"Hey!" She smiled, "happy birthday Armaan Malik!"

"Thanks but you said it earlier too," he chuckled.

"Here's your gift!"

"What's this! You didn't need too!'

"I knew you would say that but you know what is it? It's the thing kept my up the whole night and I overslept in the morning."

"What is this?" He asked.

"A recording. I read a book to you, you can keep it. I know I sound terrible but… bear with me. I had promised you so I kept my promise."

"That's so cool! This is the best gift I received today!" He looked genuinely happy now, all the gifts he had got didn't impress him this much.

Then he was called by his dad to meet other guests, since He's The Armaan Malik.

Inaya stood watching him, she stepped back, a sinking feeling in her heart. She didn't want to do this but she has too. For Armaan's good.

She turned to leave but Amaal's voice stopped him.

"Innu! Where were you going?"

"No where. Bhai… just."

"Just what?"

"Nothing."

"Come," he dragged her with him, made her meet his childhood friends.

Somehow she escaped and was again leaving, her eyes were heavy and heart was drowning. She didn't even know why.
Again a voice stopped him, it was Mrs. Malik.