WE WERE MEANT TO BE LIKE THIS...!!

Talking to Taylor

**** HARRY'S P.O.V*******
I got dressed in my ussual wear... A white T-Shirt, a blue checked shirt on it and my favourite black jeans with torn knees.
Ahaana was was still in the shower so I decided to call Udita.... I really dont know what I am going to talk to her.... but I want to know that what's the problem with them.
So I dialled her number....
"Hello..?" said the voice which so resembled Ahaana.
"Um.. hey ... may I talk to Udita...?" I asked.
"Yeah speaking..."
" oh Hi Udita!"
" Ummm Hi..."
" I am Harry Styles"
"Oh and I am Taylor Swift..." she said sarcastically .... I laughed.
"No no no.... I am really Harry Styles!" I tried to explain.
"Look dude.... right now I am really busy ... tell your friend Amogh to harass me later" she chidded.
Oh god she thinks that I am Amogh's friend.
"Tell him to fuck off! Just that Ahaana is dating The Harry Styles that does not mean that I ll get a call from him..." she said.

"Hey Udita wait I am seriouly The Harry Styles.... I got your number from your Dad...."
"You really not joking...?"
"Why would I joke"
"Hmmm.... so why did you call me?" She asked.
"Well to talk about your sister!"I answered.
"Excuseme I dont have any sister!" She snapped.
"I'm talking about Ahaana..." I trailed off.
"Did'nt she tell you I dont consider her my sister" she said in an edgy voice.
"Dont say that ..... Love... do you even know how much it hurts her...."
"Oh Really? Do you know how much it hurts me..?"
"Hmmm... but tell me how..... I dont think that Ahaana could hurt a single soul.... !"
"Well .... then that means you dont know her ....!"
"What do you mean...?" I asked, slapping myself for calling her.
"Look dude I dont have much time to dig into all that... but in a doughnut.... She stole my boyfriend... and I told her that Sam is not a good guy .... I knew that there's a thing going on in between him and kristy.... and she never paid any heed to my plea... then why does she hopes to hear from me anymore!?" She snapped the whole story at my face... as if throwing a dirty gag on.... I am left with confusion. The only question I could muster on was, "What! SAM was your boyfriend too??"
"No no! My boyfriend Jimmy... started liking her when she came to visit me 2 years ago... though she was elder from him.... he broke up with me just to try out with her... which resulted in Sam breaking Jimmy's nose...."
"What's Ahaana's fault in that...?" I asked matter of factly.
"Well.... I dont know... it's just that.... jealousy and hatred has crept its way up in our relationship since then.... "
"You know what sweetheart though she have done nothing to be precise.... she feels guilty for all your plight!" I explained.
"Oh really ... then why hav'nt she called me for even once for these last two years....!?" She shouted in the phone.
"Well now! Even I dont know that" I stated honestly.
"Yeah whatever.... Now what do you want from me?" She asked, irritation lurking in her voice.
"All I ask from you is to forgive her and renew your relationship with her!". There was a silense for few seconds but then she replied, " I'll see to it...".
"Ohk... well look tomorrow if you wear the White Ballet Dress which she has sent for you... I ll assume that you have forgiven her..."
"Yeah okay.... " she said.
"Thanks a lot love!"
"Well fine.... I got to go.... see you later... buhbye..."she said.
"Bbye sweetie and take care.... give your best... love you... " I hung up.
"To whom were you talking to Harry Styles?" Ahaana asked me tapping me on my shoulder.
Oh fuck!
I turned arround to find her wrapped in a towell with doubtful eyes.
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Ahaana' P.O.V
"Ummm.. Ahh .... Ge-gemma.."he replied.
"Oh okay... how is she doing?" I asked as relief swept over me.
"She is good ... umm very good" he replied a lil hesitantly....
"Are you lying to me Harry Styles?" I asked eyeing him.
"Lying... who?... me..? And that too to you?... never my love" he explained walking the two step distance between us.
"You are Beautiful... and you are mine..." he said cupping my face with his hands... thank god the red colour creeping my cheecks is not visible because of his hands.
"Thanks" I murmured.
"Hey what are you going to wear.... " he asked making me jump and realize that I am standing in front of him in just a towell.
"Oh.. well I ll have to see to it... " I said backing away a litle.
I walked in our Dressing Room and opened my side of the wardrobe.
Woah!
Harry snaked his hand arround my waist, "do you like it..?"
"It's so beautiful Hazza... Thankyou..." I said eyeing the brown cocktail dress hanging in my closet. It was coffee brown in colour, it's hem till the mid thigh, it had a golden broad belt to support it at high waist, and it was off shoulder.
"Nothing's more beautiful then the girl standing in my arms right now!" he said, nuzzling his nose in my wet hair.
I turned arround and kissed him full on his mouth.
"Thanks Hazza!"
"Thankyou Miss!..." he said keeping his fore finger on his lips and nodding his head up and down.
I blushed.
"Cmon now wear it and show me!" He said like a 5 year old.
"Okay!" I replied.
"Yeah..... " he said and kept standing there.
"Yeah..." I said shoving him out of the door and locking it from inside.
"Bae...!" He wimpered.
"Yeah?" I said removing that towell and shoving the dress on top of my head.
"Let me come in please I want to see you..." he pleaded.
"Ofcourse ..... you will be seeing me once I get fully dressed..." I teased.
"Duh... how much time we have to leave till 8...."
" 20 minutes at max!"

As soon as I finished fitting into the dress I regarded myself into the mirror. The dress fitted my curves perfectly as if exclusively made for me.
I dried my hair and let them flow down my back unruly.
Ussually I hate doing make up but something should be done with this. I applied a little amount of Mascara to lengthen my lashes, black and bronze eye shadow and black coal under my eyes, last bt now the least I put the lightest shade of brown for the lipstick.
I appied black nail polish.
Wore my golden danglers, harry's bracelet as for jwellery.
And at last I wore my golden pumps going with my belt.
I am ready.
As I peeked the last look at myself in the mirror, a appreciative smile tucked at my lips.
Not bad Ahaana.
I opened the door to find a sleeping harry on the bean bag.
"Haz!" I mumbled in his ear.
"Ahaana!... " he gasped, " you look .... ummm... what can I say.... why the hell I am so hipnotized by you.... you are just so beautiful... you give the meaning to this dress... and to my life... " he explained looking into my eyes.
"Gee... thanks..." I chuckled.
"Shall we leave ?" I asked.
"Well ..... we wont if you insist on staying here and .... " he said nearing me.
"Shut up... Harry Styles... let's go!".