The Stars Have Eyes ✓

Ch-9 Pasoori

"Yara, I have already apologized, yet you are flaring your nose like a dragon." Faaz complained, irritated of Yara's silence and angry gaze for last few hours.

Faaz was not guilty at all, which made Yara angry again even though she didn't want to be. His ignorance was making her feel worst. His stupid prank could have traumatized her, and he was not ready to understand it.

"Faaz, you didn't mean your apology. You still think it was wise of you to traumatized me." She crossed her arms on her chest and looked away from him.

"Traumatized is a big word. I only wanted to scare you." He tried to defend himself.

"To scare me, huh? Does it make any difference? You were simply trying to ruin my life for your stupid personal reasons that you could have simply and maturely discussed with me as any other couple." She shouted at him.

Hearing the word 'couple' from her mouth, confusion invaded his mind.

She was serious.

About this marriage.

Unlike him.

And all of a sudden, he turned soft, for some unknown reasons.

"Sorry, you know, I am such a big idiot. I didn't know you were serious. About us."

"Of course, I am. Even if we happened together because of your selfishness. Can't you see we are getting along well? Or at least that's what I think."

"We argue over little little things, Yara. And you still think we are getting along?" He was genuinely confused.

"Idiot, we are getting along that's why we get chances to argue."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Means you are not angry with me anymore?" He smile a little.

"I am." And his smile faded.

"Then how to shoo away your anger?"

"I wanna go out somewhere." She smiled.

"As you wish." He bent down a little in a very dramatic manner.

★★★

"Beautiful." Faaz mumbled while looking into her direction.

"Thank you." Yara thanked him for the compliment with a shy grin.

"I didn't call you beautiful. It's that Ferrari behind you." He pointed at the red Ferrari parked at a distance. Surprisingly, it was quite similar to Bilal's Ferrari. The one Faaz wanted to steal from Bilal, but he didn't. Or there were hundred percent chances of Bilal breaking his bones into hundred pieces.

Yara's shy grin turned into a fierce glare.

"You mean, that Ferrari is more beautiful than me?" She put her hands for her hips and looked at him with accusing eyes.

"Absolutely! It doesn't cry like a cat."

Fair point. 👍

Well, Faaz brought Yara to an amusement park as a punishment for that Scare The Pancake prank.

"Cars do not cry at all, you idiot. Unless a fairy godmother turned a human into a car with her magical wand." The Cindrella inside her argued.

"Oh, how I wish it were you." Only imagining the scenario made him happy and relieved.

"But I wish it were the pumpkin standing in front of me." Yet again her inner Cindrella made her presence known.

"Who is a feet taller than you." He stepped closer to him, towering over her all thanks to their height difference.

"Who is a lot dumber than me." She smirked while eyeing his cocky smirk.

"At least, you admitted you are dumb." He twisted her statement.

"Means you admit you are dumber than me." But Yara was no less than him.

"Oh, I have to. Or you'll start crying in your catty voice." Now when he knew he couldn't win the argument, he cleverly changed the topic.

"For God's sake, I am not a cat! I am a normal girl." And it worked. Yara began whining.

"A correction, please. It's abnormal girl for you."

Well, he is right though. 😅

"Oh my goodness!" She totally ignored his remark as her eyes noticed something astounding.

"I think you should have said - How dare you!" He expressed his doubt.

"Just turn around and look at the scene going on. You'll youself say the same."

Faaz raised his eyebrows in curiosity and turned around.

However...

"What the fuck!"

Alright, she was wrong.

"Language, Faaz. We are in an amusement park. There are kids around us." She whispered to him.

"I can't believe this."

"That there are kids around us?"

"No, that Bilal... Bilal..." He couldn't believe what his eyes saw.

"Yes, Bilal." She patted his shoulder in a very dramatic way.

A few hundred feets away Bilal was standing in a photo booth. Getting his pictures clicked. With a girl beside him.

Bilal and a girl!?

★★★

Fazaan was listening to the Coke Studio's superhit song Pasoori on repeat.

Ho mere dhol judaiyaan di

Tenu khabar kivey howe

Aaja ve dil mera

Poora vi naa howe

However, Faaz and Yara came running to the balcony where he was sitting, much to his displeasure.

"Zaani Bhai, here you are listening to Pasoori and there a real-life Pasoori (problem) has happened." Faaz said with his hands moving in the air out of habit.

"What happened now?" Fazaan huffed. He was sick of this silly couple.

"Bilal happened." Yara replied.

"Bilal had happened twenty-seven years ago. Nothing new." Fazaan tried to dismiss the conversation.

"Zaani Bhai, we saw him in an amusement park with a girl." Faaz came straight to the point.

Fazaan expression changed from bored one to confused one.

Bilal and a girl?

"Are you sure?" Fazaan asked. Because Bilal is the unofficial celibate in their group.

"Damn sure, Fazaan Bhai. The way they were hugging each other while smiling to the camera in the photo booth, it was crystal clear they are together." Yara added.

"Technically that girl smiling and Bilal simply looking at her." Faaz added in his observation.

"With eyes full of love and adoration." Yara added with a dreamy smile.

"So you both mean our Boxer is in love?" Fazaan said with a kind of sinister smirk.

Faaz and Yara nodded like an obedient nursery kid will nod to his teacher.

"Hmm... just let him come. Then we'll find out who is Bilal's dream girl." Fazaan mumbled while looking at nowhere in particular.

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• Listen to Pasoori, if you haven't

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• This book is doing very well than I expected.

• Face claims will be added soon. Though you already know the faces of Yara, Faaz and Fazaan. Bilal's face claim is my most favourite. And there will be two more characters entering the story.