Do Dil Bandhe Ek Dori Sey (ON HOLD)

chapter 25

Hey guys! I wanted to post this chapter yesterday but I fell asleep while proofreading. Hate proofreading long chapters. 😂😂😂

I hope this long chapter covers for the times when I didn't update. So now get ready for this long chapter.

PS: Get ready for something unexpected...🙈🙈

Amna's POV

I slipped in the dress Noor and Nida choose for me. The dress was a beige-ish off white in color. It had a beautiful design on the neck and the sleeves. After doing soft loose curls, I put my beige peep toe heels on and stepped out my room. I knocked on Nida's door and heard a 'come in'.

I entered the room and found Nida sitting in front of her vanity getting the last bit of her makeup done. She was dressed in a navy blue dress. Her dress her golden embroidery done around the neck and the sleeves.

"Ready?" I asked as I stood behind her.

"Almost." She replied finishing her make-up.

"Are you rea-" she trailed off as she looked up in the marrow with her eyes wide and jaw slightly open. "Aye haye!"

Her expressions changed into an amused one. She stood up and turned around. Taking a few steps back, she eyes me head to toe, making me feel like I was over dressed or not dressed appropriately.

"Kya hua?" I asked her feeling slightly nervous.

"hua yeh ke aaj to Shehry gaya!" she clapped her hands and smirked. I rolled my eyes, despite imagining his reaction to me today.

"Shut up." I said simply, as I bit my cheek feeling myself blush thinking about him.

"Blushing, huh? How cute!" Nida squealed and pinched my cheeks. I slapped her hand away and rolled my eyes, smiling.

"Hurry up and get ready!" I instructed her and she giggled.

"Amna," Nida called me.

"Hmm?"

"Can you do my hair? I don't know what do with it." She heaved a frustrated sigh.

"Hair problems, man. Have a seat." I gestured her to sit and she sat. After a few moments of thinking of what hairstyle to do, I decided on doing a curly messy side braid.

"Looking good." I commented and Nida smiled.

"Thanks, love the braid. I am ready now. Lets go check Noor." Nida stated and I remembered how horribly she must be dressing up right now. Fancy dressing is not her thing.

"Pata nahi kya bani hui ho gi." I mumbled and heard Nida chuckle.

As we entered Noor's room, my jaw fell on the ground. There stood Noor in a beautiful red dress with pretty little flowers on the sleeves and the neck. Her hair wrapped in a nice, elegant low bun, with red lips. Red lips? What happened to her?

The girl who never in her life ever liked putting make up on has red lips?

"Moo to band karlo." Nida nudged me. That's when I realized I was gawking at her.

I entered her room and flaunted. "Nida, aaj chaand kahan se nikla hai?" Noor flinched at my voice and looked at up at us and rolled her eyes.

"Dara diya." Noor said.

"Dara toh tum ne humme diya. Kya hal banaya hua hai apna?" I said making a face at her and eyed her.

Noor quickly looked at herself head to toe and said, "Kyun?"

"Churail lag rahi ho! Red lips! What is wrong with you, red lipped churail?" feeling insecure, she quickly turned around and looked in the mirror, touching her lips. I felt a tug on my shoulder, so I turned and met Nida's mad eyes.