Muqaddas

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" Are you sure You want to do this " Someone whispered in her ears.

" Ab nhi toh kabhi Nhi Meri Jaan, Hum toh jaane hi isliye jaate hai " She spoke, her eyes shining with happiness as if she was going to do the best work in her entire life.  She wore her father's oversized T Shirt with her black joggers, hairs flowing freely and she had a zero number spectacles around her eyes that rested on her nose.

" Agar Unhe Shak hua toh " The other person asked.

" Aap Naa Aaye, Unhe hum khud dekh lenge , Humari Maa maar daalegi hume kisi anjaan ko yahan dekha toh " She spoke, she knew she was aggregating yet this was how she was, getting fun in getting what she wanted and this here concerned her best friend.

" Arey Nhi Nhi, Hum... Main toh Aaunga " The person spoke forcing a smile at her and she rolled her eyes.

" Aap Bade wale dramebaaz hai Aryan , Jaaiye bhi hume pata hai dekh toh aap bhi nhi sakte unke saath kisiko " She spoke with a smirk and that made him a little tensed about what was going to happen.
But before he could even process what his mind was thinking he was pushed into the door with such a force that the closed door opened and he closed his eyes in embarrassment

" What The fuck " The girl spoke trying to hide her smile and fake her anger, Her hairs were disheveled, she was wearing a long pink kaftaan with a fade blue jeans and long earrings that were carelessly thrown on the bed, with her lipstick slightly smudged.

She looked at the person she was practically sitting on who was looking at her with wtf look and she got up setting her hairs.

" You better have a Good Reason for this Mr. Aryan " She spoke smiling at him who understood he was just fooled by these two into breaking her relation like every other time and hence rolled his eyes at her making her smirk.

" Lekin... " The guy was speaking something but The girl Cut her off.

" I have cleared it Many times Bro, I can't keep you at priority , Aryan aur Shehnaaz se upar naa kabhi koi tha aur na hoga " She spoke making the boy look at him with hatred.

" I hate you Bi... " He spoke and was interrupted with Aryan clutching his collar.

' kya hai na, Isko Pura karke dikhaiye, agli baar bolne layak nhi bachenge " He spoke dusting the imaginary dust off his shirt and the guy gulped looking at his calm behavior yet red angry guys, clutched fist and a ring that was shining in his right hand.

" I will not leave you " He spoke looking at the girl and saw her smirking.

" You know what it could have worked but....... Thank God ye aagaya Or else I would Have Gotten myself into some real shit " She spoke wiping her lips with a napkin and throwing the same in the Dustbin beside the door.

" You bloody B... You played with my feelings " He spoke avoiding the bitch word he was going to say and she smirked

" Feelings.... What about Manya, She was with you from 2 years, do hafte pehle mujhe uske saath dekhkar, you got feelings for me, Asshole " She spat and Shehnaaz walked in, She hated whenever someone abused yet Her best friends never shied away from doing that.

" Aap Humare Ghar Se jaaiye " Shehnaaz spoke looking the scene in front of her and pressed her lips in thin line from bursting into laughter.

" Tum log ye sahi nahi kar rahe " The Guy spoke

" Dhruv Malik, Wish ki humare raaste kabhi na mile Nhi toh Aryan Singhania Apne baap ki kasam kha kar kehta hai, Duniya lag jayegi tab bhi mil nhi paayenge aap kisiko " He spoke, And the poor guy just left running for his dear life.