Beautiful Mess

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----Atif's POV----

"Flirting teek toh key thi nah?" Shehry asked.

"Shehry, shut up. I wasn't flirting. We are just friends," I said.

"Yeah, we will see how much longer that lasts," he said.

"You're saying that we won't be friends for long?" I questioned.

"Exactly,"he said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because you will be more than friends," he said and winked.

"Shehry!" I warned.

"Shehry, kya kia abh?" Waqas asked as we walked inside.

Shehry explained everything.

"Guys!" I said.

"Don't even start. We see the way you look at her," Waqas said.

"Look at? What the heck?" I asked.

"Exactly!" They said.

"Okay, and what about you?" I asked.

"Hey! I'm married!" Shehry said.

"Not you," I said.

"Me?" Waqas asked.

"Ji," I said.

"What the heck?" He asked.

"We've also noticed the way you look at her," I said pointing to the girl.

"Hhhhaaaaaiiii,"Shehry said.

"Chup!" Waqas said.

This just got fun.