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Osman Khalid as Wali Jahanzaib 👆🏻

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The previous day in school had been hectic and frustrating apart from the time I spent with my friends.

Right now I'm sitting in the living room with a mug full of coffee. I like coffee but not that much to drink it all day. I'm not addicted to it. I love food a lot but I'm still skinny and that's the best thing. I mean people love food but if they eat a lot they become fat and that leads to different diseases but with me it's nothing like that.

"Salam Pari." Wali says as he enters the living room with his laptop in his hand.

"Wa alaikum asalam." I smile at him. He sits on the couch and puts his long legs on the coffee table with the laptop placed in his lap.

"How was your presentation?" I asked still watching the TV.

"It was good. Actually very good. Our professor liked the idea." He says in a happy tone.

"Great." I say and he smiles in reply.

"You know we've got a neighbour." He says tapping his fingers on the keyboard and eyes focused on the screen.

"Really? Who is it? A family?" I ask alltogether with curiosity.

"No it's not a family. It's only a boy."

"Ugh! Wish it was some family." I groaned.

"Good for me, I'll have one more friend!" He says excitingly.

I laugh at him. He has always been happy with having a lot of friends. He likes company while I prefer to be alone. I'm a bit reserved. He is always very popular in his group as he is very smart, handsome and intelligent boy. He told me sometimes how some girls wanted him to be his boyfriend but he was never in to girls.

"Pari?" He called me.

"Hm?" I hummed as I snapped my head in his direction.

"Will you bring me a paper in the front pocket of my bag up in my room?"

I groan jokingly and get up from my seat to bring the paper. As I entered his room I looked around for the bag and a minute later I found it on the study table. I opened the zip of the first pocket and there were two papers in it. I opened one and my eyes widened when I read the words written on it.

Wali Jahanzaib,

Would you like to go on a coffee with me?

Your friend Zoey.

I smiled amusingly and saw the other paper that probably belonged to him. So I took both the papers and walked downstairs.

A smile was plastered on my face. As I entered the living room I handed him the right paper and sat on my previous seat. I began to read it out loud.

"Wali Jahanzaib." He looked up at me in confusion.

"Would you like to go on a coffe with me?"

His eyes widened as he saw the paper in my hands. He quickly stood up from the couch placing the laptop on the coffee table and walked to me.

"Give it to me!" He said in anger.

"From your friend Zoey." I finished and he snatched the paper from my hand.

"Who is that Wali?" I laughed.

"She is just a group member." He defended.

"Ahan?" I mumbled forcing him to tell me everything.

"Ugh! Okay. She just came to me today and asked me about if I'm free but I really don't know when she put it in my bag." He explained.

"Oh. So you going?" I smirked.

"No... You know I don't do this stuff with girls." He huffed and sat on his couch again.

"Okay my charming brother. I'm so happy to have a boy as a brother who girls want to date." I grinned.

"Okay. Shut up now I've got work to do." He says, annoyed.

I smile and start watching Pretty Little Liars.

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It was Saturday today and I woke up a bit late than usual. I took a shower and without drying my hair I went downstairs. I saw my Mum in the living room reading a newspaper.

"Assalam-o-alaikum Mama!" I say as I sit down next to her and kiss her cheek.

"Wa alaikum asalam." She showed me her beautiful smile.

I leaned my head on her shoulder and started switch through channels. I sit up as I hear the door bell ringing. I got up from my seat and ran to open the door as the bell was constantly ringing.

"Heya!" Nicole says.

"We are not deaf. You know that right?" I said sarcastically.

"No, I thought you were." She laughed along with Ayesha.

I hugged them and let them in.

"Hello Miss Jahanzaib." Ayesha says while Nicole examines my partially wet hair.

"Hello girls. How are you?" Mum asked politely.

"We're good thanks." Nicole replied.

"We're going to my room." I informed her and she smiled in return.

Nicole ran upstairs while Me and Ayesha were just laughing at her and following her to my room. As we reached my room Nicole plopped herself on my bed and so did Ayesha.

"Guys, I have a breaking news for you!" Nicole said.

"Don't tell me it's about you saw a handsome boy. If it is then we are not interested." Ayesha said and I gave her a high five. Nicole rolled her eyes at us.

"Well....sort of. A new guy joined our school and I saw him in my chemistry class. He's super hot...Oh! And he's friends with the bad boy group." She says and Me and Ayesha look at her shockingly.

"The bad boy group means the Zayn group?" Ayesha questioned.

"Yes yes that Super duper hot and bad boy group. There's a hot addition to the group." She says and we both laugh.

"Okay..looks like there's gonna be a lot of drama." I commented.

"Yeah but I bet you both will drool if you saw him." She says adjusting herself on the bed.

"You know we don't have interest in boys so we won't." I defended.

"Oh I know Pari but you will." She winked.

"Okay we'll see. Let's just eat something." Ayesha says to get us out of this conversation. It always happens. Nicole and I get into a conversation and it soon changes into an argument but Ayesha pulls us out of it before it gets serious.

I smiled and walked downstairs to get something for my stupid but besties.

"Mama? Humen pakoray bana den gi?" I say. (Mama? Will you make pokaras for us?)

(A type of snack made of potatoes with some onions, spices, coriander and coated with grain flour)

Mum nods in approval and I mumble her a little 'thanks'

Ayesha and Nicole love it. They always come to my house and request Mum to make it for them. They first eated it when they came to my home for our project work and I was eating those. I offered them and they ate all of them.

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I hope if anyone is reading it you'd like it.

All the love as always. :)

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