chapter 1

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Hoorain's POV :

No alarm clock can compete to mom's " TURN OFF THE FAN" technique. It always forces me to get off the bed but I'm really mad at the moment because Firstly, I only slept for like 2 hours and Secondly, Its Sunday! And the only day I can sleep till I want to... Whatever is the reason for mom to wake me up, I don't care. Even if we won a free ticket for Asim Azhar's concert.

Anyways I woke up, which means I'm still on bed but checking my phone for the notifications. Ha! Everyone does that.
"Keep that phone down and go wash up" shouted mom
I sighed, took a long breath hoping it might give me the energy to stand up. And Alaad! I did.

I walked up to the kitchen hoping mom's gonna make me a good yummy Paratha but instead, she was making kebabs and biryani for that infamous SOMEONE .

"Ammi is someone coming over ? cuz u only feast us with biryani if someone is ." I teased

"Yeah shazzy is coming from UK " she said with a huge smile on her face

Yeah ! As if I know any SHAZZY

" Who shazzy ? " I asked

" He is ur cousin ur mamu's son . Don't you remember ? " She asked

"Ammi how would I know who is he ! " 

" Don't u remember the boy with whom u used to play alot ?" She asked

"No"

"The one who bit u onnnnnn " mum said in a teasing voice

I started coughing and said " what hahah that shazzy haha I used to tease him alott !"

Wow now it would be fun teasing him that poor boy has to face Hoorain Ali's wrath *evil laughs*
He was such a fat kid then I wonder how he is llooks now
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Woah ok I have written first chapter woohoo
I know this is a small chapter 😶😶
And yeah I am not sure if I would update frequently because of Ramadan insha ALLAH I will try if I would get time
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Umm I hope u guys like it
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Happy Ramadan 😇

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