Amna's Pov (continued)
What shall I wear.... I thought to myself as I went through my clothes in my closet. I chose a light pink colored churidaar. It was one of my favorites. I went on to do my makeup, kept it simple though. I then loosely curled the bottom of my hair, and backcombed my bangs and pinned them up so they looked puffy.
I wore silver hoop earings, and four silver bangles in my right hand, and then went downstairs to watch some TV, until they arrived.
Shehry's POV:
"We're here", Maha exclaimed, as dad parked the car on the driveway. I wouldn't have come here, if it wasn't for mom. She told me it wouldn't look good if I decided to ditch the dawat.
I stepped down from my car, WOW, it was a beautiful house indeed.
We walked up to the front door, and rang the bell.
Umer opened the door, "Assalamalaikum"
"Walaikum Assalaam" we all replied, and then walked in.
Umer led us to the living room, and told us to sit, and then went on to call his parents. We sat down, and I pulled out my phone, and started going through all the inbox messages that I got on facebook, from so many fans from around the world.
"Asif Bhai", Uncle came in and dad got up and hugged him. Hussain then did his Salaam shaking hands with him, and so did I.
On the other hand, Aunty and Mom hugged each other.
Soon, the adults got busy talking, and Hussain was showing Umer something on his phone I chose to just sit quietly, replying to some of the messages on facebook, cause I wasn't really in the mood to do anything else.
I was so busy replying, that I almost totally forgot that I hadn't seen Amna yet. I wanted to ask Umer where she was, but then it didn't seem appropriate, and moreover, I decided no to ask her because it didn't bother me much anyways. Or did it?
Right then, "As Salam Alai Kum", Amna entered. Everyone replied, including me, and Hussain just looked at me, before continuing back with Umer. Yup he knew I was uncomfortable.
Amna walked over to Maha, and sat next to her. She looked so pretty in the pink churidar, and her curles bounced up and down as she walked. I kept staring at her, unintentionally. She looked up at me, and I quickly turned my eyes towards my phone, to avoid her gaze.
"Shehry, lets go...", said Umer.
"Where?", I asked confused.
"Isliye bolta hoon, phone pe itna busy na raha kar...we've decided to go up to his room..ab chal", said Hussain with a slight smirk on his face.
We went up to his room, and as usual, Hussain started his SRK dialogues, and Umer decided to film him, which gave them a new idea for a video, and they got busy.
I heard someone come up the stairs, and slowly peeped through the gap of the door, and I saw Amna, with Maha, walking towards her room.
I noticed that the boys were too busy filming, so I took advantage of the situation and slowly walked out through the door, and walked towards her room.
I slowly opened the door, and saw that Amna and Maha were busy playing 'Princess'. Yes Maha loved playing princess.
"Maha, 'Sain aap ko bula rahe hain." I said walking into her room. I noticed Amna looking away, as soon as she saw me.
Maha cheerfully got up and ran out.
Okay! Awkward!
Amna's POV:
