Pakistani Khayalaat-(Pakistani One Direction imagines)

Iftar party with Harry

for:Shameen (@harrycreamrolls)

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"Okay Harry get out of the car were here"

"Just one second babe"

"Harry once were in you gotta loose the 'babe'"

"Why Shameen"Just do as i say please"

"Alright"They both got out of the car and walked to the front door. Shameen pressed the door bell,in no time her brother opened the door.He and Harry shoke hands and he escorted him in side the house.

"Good evening sir"He met her dad who was stairing at Harry's shoulder.

"Something wrong sir?"Harry asked.

"Is that a tattoo?" He said pointing at his shoulder

"Yes it is"

"Well...get ready son we have an appoinenet to the laget surgent tomorrow"

"W-What?"

"We have to get that thing removed"Harry stood in hoke staring at her father and back at Shameen.

"Just go with it"She whispered,and Harry nerviosuly swallowd and nodded.

"Okay sir"He said.

"That's better"

"Okay enough chit chat...it's almost time fot iftar"Her mom told placing a bowl on the table.

"That chicken biryani looks real good"Harry moved to the table,grabbed a plate and plated the biryani in it.

"Hey what do you think your doing?"Shameens mom apprached him and took the plate.

"I just wanted something to eat"She shook her head disaprovingly.

"You cant have anything before iftar"

"How much more time is left Shameen?"Harry asked.

"umm about 5 minutes"

"Okay"

The azaan started and they all made their way to the table and sat down they each had one date first,while Harry attacked the biryani. Shameen's mother took his plate again.

"What...again"Harry groaned.

"You have to eat the date first"

"Okay"He took one and ate it.

"Can i have it now please"He asked sounding like a five year old and her mother gave it to him.He placed the rice and took a spoonful.

"Say Bismillah first"Her dad said.

"Bis-Bis...what?"He questioned.

"never mind you keep eating"Harry reached for his pocket and pulled his phone out.

"No phones on the dinner table Harry"Shameen said.

"I just wanted to take a picture"He snapped a picture of the food and posted the picture on Instagram.

"White people i tell ya"Her brother said.Harry smiled and started eating.

"Ma'am this food is delicious...especially that thing"He pointed at the pakoras placed.

"Harry that is a pakora"

"A what..pako"Every one laughed at his attept of pronouncing it.

"Okay were done eating...mai aur Ahmed nammaz ke liye ja rahey hai"Her dad told them and went out.

"I think we should leave too"Harry said grabbing Shameens hand.

"Harry there should be a distance between my daughter and you"

"excuse me..i didn't quite get that"She approached them and separated them.

"Well now that i know this is your last day with her"

"WHAT?"Harry screamed.

"i dont think i am leaving with out an answer"

"Leave...Shameen is ko bol de jaye tumhe mere chapal ke barey mai to pata hai na"

"Oh no"Shameen said signalling Harry to leave.

"Shameen i am not leaving"

"HARRY LEAVE...THE SHOE IS HERE"She warned him,as he realized it he slowly started creeping out.

"Oh how did i get here?well...bye"He said and ran.After he went Shameen texted him.

I friggin told you to cut the white people crap.