Do Dil Bandhe Ek Dori Sey (ON HOLD)

Chapter 2

Shehry's POV

"Yaar we're getting late! Ab tu aja!" I banged on the bathroom door.

"Two minutes yaar. Chill mar!" Hussain yelled from the inside.

"Chill mar ke baache! 2 ghante se yehi bol raha hai tu! Nikal!" I screamed once again.

My temper rose when I didn't hear a response from Hussain. Gadha! He takes longer than a girl. I laid flat on my bed waiting for Hussain to open up.

Five minutes later Hussain came out with a towel around his waist and another one resting on his neck while he dried his hair. He looked at me and made a kissy face and I rolled my eyes in irritation.

"Hogaye tere do minute?" I asked angrily and got off the bed. Grabbing my clothes, I marched into the bathroom. After taking a warm shower, I slipped into my clothes. When I got out the bathroom, Hussain was gelling his hair and all ready to go. I looked at him and made yet another kissy face.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him away from my dressing table. "jab tera room hai to tu apna use kyun nahi karta?" I asked him getting annoyed by the fact that he does whatever he wants in my room. From sleeping to in my room to doing his homework in my room.

He straightened himself and sat on the bed. Putting his shoes on he said. "Why use my room when and my things when I can use your?" I shot him a glare and he smiled.

Hussain got up and was about leave when he stopped at the door and said. "Oh by the way, Mom and Dad asked me where you were and I told them you were still in the shower and you know dad, he as usual, got mad... at you."

I stopped gelling my hair and looked at him. "Didn't you tell them I just got back from work and some idiot was in my bathroom taking a shower?" I said emphasizing my.

He scratched the back of his head and looked down. "You did not just do that! I asked in disbelief. Lately Hussain has been getting in trouble and who would be there to save him? Me of course! That gets dad mad. And instead of getting mad at him, he gets mad at me. Like seriously? He tells me not to cover up for him, but I cannot save no to his puppy dog eyes.

Seeing my reaction Hussain busted out laughing. "I was just kidding, they didn't ask me anything!" I closed my eyes and sighed in relief. I opened my eyes abruptly and threw whatever came in my hand at Hussain. But he caught it. "Saale apne bade(big) bhai pe aasa masaks na kiya kar. Heart attacks ajata hai!" I flaunted in my Maryum accent and Hussain chuckled.

"Jaldi kar ab! Warna this time dad will be actually mad." Hussain warned and went outside.

After getting ready I went downstairs and saw everyone waiting...For me I'm guessing.

"let's go everybody!" I cheer in a girly way. All eyes were on me and they all got up.

"next time you're late, you will be chitter-fied by your dad." Mom whispered and got out of the house. I gulped and followed mom.

"Did you call Waqas?" I asked Hussain as we sat in the car.

"Yeah, I did. He said he will be late. Car problems." Hussain explained and I nodded.

We were going to our friends wedding and being the awesome dancers we are, we were going to dance there too.

We were about to perform any minute and that Waqas was still not here.

"Call kar! Kahan mar gaya saala?" I asked Hussain getting mad.

"Someone called me?" a voice that I wanted to punch right now came from behind us came.

"Kahan tha tu?" Hussain questioned him putting his hands on his waist.

"Sorry yaar. Aik tu gari kharab hogai thi uper se phone bhool gaya tha." Waqas explained. "Chal, lets rock this wedding!" Waqas exclaimed and we made our way to the dance floor.

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Amna's POV

"Yeah that pink one is really pretty. It will go perfectly with your faded blue jeans. Oh and the beige heels! I think you should buy it." I advised Noor.

"Yeah, I think your right. Lemme go pay for this and then we can go eat." Noor said and made her way to the cash register. I waited outside the store for her while she paid.

"Itna time lagta hai pay kerne ke main?" I stated sarcastically knowing how long the line was. "Chalo ab!" we went to the food court and ordered our food for the last time before going to Texas.

"Bus, 2 more days and we are off to our destination!" I spoke in a soft happy tone.

"Haan. Finally dream pore ho ge humare." Noor said and I agreed..

"By the way, is Mr. Jackson receiving us or the sponsor guy?" I asked Noor while eating my food.

"I think the sponsor is. I will call tomorrow to make sure." She replied.

"Do you have any relatives there, Noor?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Haan. My brother and his family as you know. I have a Chachu there with his family too." She told me and I nodded.

"You know who else is there?" Noor asked with smirk on her face.

"Kon? Tera baap?" I asked sarcastically furrowing my brow.

"Nahi. tumhara bachpan ka aashiq." She stated yet with another smirk.

"Mera konsa bachpan ka aashiqi hai?" I asked her quoting bachpan ka aashiqi with my fingers.

She leaned forward and whispered, "Your mangater, Shehryar Asif."

Assalaamu 'Alaikum everyone!

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