12. In Pursuit Of The Shoes

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Song for the chapter: Radha (attatched above^^) (A/N: I know Alia Bhatt and Sidharth Malhotra are there but whatevs, the characters here just look like them and nothing else so don't comment how it is weird...and you know what? I'm gonna shut up. Please enjoy)
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'Okay, so if it doesn't go exactly how we planned, my pinky is gonna stab thee in the arse' Cleo glared at all of us as Jagriti and Zoya tested the microphones, Alia was jumping up and down in excitement Vesper and Alura were going through the steps again.

'Jeez, keep your panties on, you control freak!' I remarked and Cleo looked at me with comically narrowed eyes. I pulled the most ridiculous face with puffed cheeks and scrunched eyebrows. However, that didn't work.

'I am not gonna embarrass myself in front of my Lou' she snapped.

'My Lou?' I wiggled my eyebrows, she just rolled her eyes 'I gotta go to the loo...no, it's my Lou' and that earned me a sharp pinch on my arm and I shrieked 'Fuck you, Cleo!'

'Ho ho, I'm sure Louis is pretty much thinking of that all day' Vesper grinned cheekily 'Or the other way round' she added just to tease Cleo. Cleo flicked her hair over her shoulder in that really bitchy manner.

'Jello bitches' she snickered.

'Devio aur sajjano!' I heard Aditya speak into the microphone 'And for the masses of British asses in here, ladies and gentlemen!' he cried before adding 'You know what? I can't repeat the same thing in two languages so if you don't no English well, bleh, but anyways, the hour has arrived for the pre-wedding performance by our very own girrrrrlsssss, so if you don't wanna miss out the best part of the party, get your butts over here, okay?!' and with that he was off the dance floor as people began filling in the large hall. Aditya marched up to us, tripping over his dhoti once before regaining his balance 'Everything ready?'

'Except for your lame ass intro' Alura rolled her eyes. Aditya shot her a look.

'Tera deewana kaha hai?' (Where is your lover?) Aditya asked me eyeing the now gathered crowd as more people began filling it. . I nailed my heel on his shoe 'Ow! Ow! Kutti kahiki!' (Ow! Ow! You bitch!) I gave him a fake smile and he made a face 'Come on, let's get started' he clapped his hands 'Jagriti, Zoya, mics are working righdance. Yep' Zoya nodded 'Music-'

'On it' and he rushed to the stack of CD before putting one into the player and giving us a thumbs up. I walked out along with Cleo, Alura, Alia and Vesper onto the floor, blushing as I spotted Zayn nudging Niall and Liam to look at us. Where were Harry and Louis though? Shaking the thought off, I focused on the current situation as Jagriti's sweet voice began singing and I focused on the dance. (A/N: Play the song now. Lyrics in bold italics. Translation is italics)

'Gopiyon sang ghoome Kanhaiya
Raas rachaiyya, raha na jaye re
Ab saanwra na bhaaye re' ( Krishna roams around with Gopis,
He plays with them, can't stop,
Now I don't like him...)

Zoya soon joined in 'Radha on the dance floor, Radha likes to party, Radha likes to move that, sexy Radha body' Cleo and I laughed at each other when we spotted Louis as he gave a loud "whoo".

I scanned the entire crowd as I went through the steps. Where the fuck was my curly head? Partly in disappointment and partly due to my mind yelling at me for not focusing, I concentrated on my dance. Fuck him.

'Panghat pe aake saiyyaan, marode baiyyaan
And everybody blames it on Radha
Chhede hai hamka daiyya, bairi Kanhaiyya
And everybody blames it on Radha
Hoga woh lakhon dil ka chor...'
(My beloved comes to the well, grabs my wrist,
And everybody blames it on Radha
He troubles me, that Krishna my enemy,
And everybody blames it on Radha
He might be a thief of a thousand hearts...) and Cleo ran over to where Louis stood, shoving his shoulders playfully as he blushed, cutely scratching the back of his head
'Hamka to laage bore
Hua hai aisa baavla jo kehta jaaye'
(But I think he's such a bore,
what a mad he is that he keeps on saying)

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