𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒✨

Chapter : 24🥀| Heartbreak and Mehendi Night

[This chapter is unedited! So I apologize for the grammatical errors before hand! Plz bear with it!]

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❝Brown eyes are just brown eyes until you love somebody with brown eyes.❞
-Unknown-

Aarish Yazeed Khan:

Today is my 'gaye holud,' and there’s so much hustle and bustle happening in my house. The backyard is beautifully decorated with flowers, and a stage is set up in the front. I’m wearing a plain white panjabi/kurta and pants, looking calm amidst in the chaos. As soon as I step into the backyard, my cousins start teasing me, and I choose to ignore them.

"Areh Aarish bhaiya, I saw Mehrish bhabi’s picture, and she is so pretty," one of my cousins, Afia said.

Indeed

I ignored her statement as always.

"Not only pretty but also talented, you know, she can sing so well," Zuni adds, her voice full of mischief. Indeed her voice is sweet and delicate as a soft soothing wind.

"Ohhhh WOW!!!!" Everyone said in unison. "Then it would have been so much fun, after all, Aarish bhai can also sing and play the guitar," Irfaan says with a smirk, and just like that, those memories come rushing in my mind hearing the word 'guiter' sharp and relentless.

Flashback:

I was sitting on the couch, my guitar resting in my hands. Riyana was beside me, My fingers gently strummed the strings, creating a soft melody.

"That sounds amazing, Aarish," she  whispered slightly looking at me. And Rehaan, my best friend, was sitting across from us, nodding along with the tune.

I smiled and continued playing, the music flowing effortlessly, a connection between us. It felt like everything was perfect in that moment—just the three of us, in our little bubble, the soft rhythm of music tying it all together.

Flashback end

But then everything came crashing down. The two people I trusted most had torn everything apart. The betrayal, the lies, the heartbreak. I had found out the truth—The memories hit me like a hammer, and I can feel the anger and hurt bubbling up again, even after all this time.

After the , humiliation  I couldn't even look at my guitar without remembering that betrayal. I shoved it into the storeroom, locked it away, and never touched it again as this reminded me of the betrayal caused by Riyana and Rehan.

I blink, and suddenly I'm back in the present, surrounded by my teasing cousins. "Okay lets start the ritual of applying holud," suddenly Mom came and stated.  I sighed as my heart felt so heavy. I have to talk to Mehrish.

After the rituals overed. Everybody went to the house to eat meals as they were all tired and danced their soul out.

Yes all of my cousins went crazy and danced like monkeys as I was sitting on the stage like a statue. Although Zishaan's dance was the best from all of them.

Zuni came and said, "bhai we are going to give the sweet dalas [gifts] to bhabi's house would you come?" She asked and I quickly stood up and said "Yes," without thinking twice. Zishaan and Zunairah looked at me and smirked.

"Somebody is getting restless, Zuni api," Zishaan said winking at me and earning a glare from me as well.

"Don't you have any other thing to do other than annoying me?" I asked him feeling pissed off. "No this is my favourite thing to do," he said with a grin.