Their Story 8 *Marry Me?*

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During Shehry's wedding

~~~WAQAS' POV~~~

"Rukk Zara!" I said as I pulled my shoe off. Atif and Hussain ran for the main door, laughing. They had annoying smirks on their faces that I wanted to wipe away with my damn shoe.

I ran after them in full speed until both of them stopped and stumbled forward. While they straightened their backs, I spotted someone standing behind them with their hands covering their face. I rolled my eyes, realising that they had bumped into someone.... A girl.

"Rukko!" I yelled again as I approached them. Atif ran behind the girl and brought her forward, saving himself from me. He knew I won't just push someone away to get to him.

"See you later!" Hussain yelled before Atif slightly pushed the girl towards me and ran out. Laughing.

She stumbled forward and I held her shoulders, making sure she doesn't fall because of my idiot friends.

"What was that?" She gasped, pushing away the long black locks from her face, "mere baal!"

"Roop?" Her name came out in a mere whisper and she instantly looked up at me. She frowned at first before her eyes went wide. She instantly took a step back, making sure that my hands weren't touching her shoulders.

"Roop Se shadi kar lo."

"Roop.... She is an amazing girl."

Amazing hogi apne ghar main. Shadi Aur isse? Why did Malvika do this to me?

I clenched my fists and looked away from Roop's face before I had a chance to hurt her again. It's better if she stays away from me as everytime we meet, I end up hurting her. Every time I see her, all my anger comes back out of nowhere, I don't know why. It feels like I can let it all out on her.

"Kyun uska dil dukhane par tumhein farak parta hai?"

Sirf uska nahi, kisi ka bhi dil dukhaane par farak parta hai mujhe. Its just that she has been seeing the worse side of me more these days. Pata nahi kya sochti hogi mere bare main? hum kisi aur halat mai miley hote toh shayad dost hotey. After all, why wouldn't someone want to befriend someone like her?

"Waqas? Waqas!" Her voice pulled me out of my thought and I turned to look at her.

"Asalamualaikum!" she smiled at me.

How can she smile even after those harsh words that I used for her? After what happened when I visited her house. She looks normal. How?

They say eyes that smile the most, have cried the most. But, how can someone even have a heart to hurt someone like her?

I do. I've also hurt her when she didn't even know what it was all about. Disappointed, I sighed at my thoughts.

"W... Walaikumasalam," I stuttered, not meeting her eyes. I pressed my lips together when my eyes fell on her lips. They formed a perfect smile.

**Few Hours Later**

"Jee uncle, I checked everything myself," I smiled at Anwar uncle, calming him down. He was worried about the food and seating arrangements.

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