No sooner I entered my flat, Harshita started to shoot her lined up questions at once.

"Wari...Is this real or am I dreaming? Did I really meet Sanam? Was I really on a drive with him? OH EM GEEEE I KHANT BELIEVE IT!" She danced around my living room goofily and pouring all her excitement, surprise and happiness with her words. I sat down on couch, supporting my head on my palm, and watching my friend happily dancing around with a huge grin. Seeing her going crazy I thanked my Allah that I am so happy no one saw me doing all this, and I was alone when I was going through this same emotions and doing same actions.

I.N.S.A.N.E. but Awwwdorable.

Awwwdorable? Cute word btw! I laughed at my thought and my friend.

"He is such a sweetheart! He called me cutie!" She knelt down before me holding my hand and looking at me with super cute face which made me go awwww "he called me CUTIE! And his sister!"

I shook my head at her, "You are the first one who is this happy because Sanam called you his SISTER! I doubt that you're normal."

And with my this sentence her goofy smile was replaced by a wicked grin. "What?" I asked her. She wiggled her eyebrows at me and I moved my hand asking her 'what' again.

Then she sat beside me and pushed my shoulder with hers. "Kya hua?" I asked her bringing my eyebrows together and shifting a little away from her. She hopped closing the distance again repeating her action and I moved again, "kya kar rahi hai?" (What are you doing?)

When I was stuck between her and handrest, I stood up from couch, "Harshi...!" I glared. She hopped excitedly, holding me by my forearms she asked with a grin:

"You two are a thing right?"

I blinked at her words, trying to maintain my facial expression as normal. "N..no..what are you talking about?" I turned away from her.

She popped in front of me. "I am talking about you.." she pointed at me then at the door "and Sanam being a.." she moved her fingers air quoting her last word: "thing."

I looked at her narrowing my eyes. "What thing?" I copied her action.

"Ufff! Tu hi hai na? Sanam ki Sanam?" She winked.

I gaped at her words, butterflies started doing cartwheels inside my stomach. The corner of my lips itching to carve a smile and I struggled hard not to blush. Damn! Har ek friend kameena hota hai!

"Kuch bhi kya?" I tucked my hair behind my ear ( 😂😂) walking passed her but she slither in again. "Oyeeee...look at this tamatar jaise shakal." She pinched my cheeks.

"Awwhhh...Harshita!" I slapped her hands away and rubbing my cheeks, "bas bhi kar! We are not a thing okay?!" I lied but giving up on hiding my grin.

"SANAMian hote hue bhi bhul gayi that hum SANAMians se kuch nahi chipta?!" (Being a SANAMian yourself you forgot that nothing could be hidden from SANAMians?)

I was just looking a place to hide. She was so right! We always knew that whom Samar or Sanam are dating then how can I expect my truth to be hidden?

"We all saw Sanam holding your arms during the live okay?!" She kept her point proudly. Of course I know! Because after the live chat, Instagram was flooding with the screenshot of that slight second where Sanam's hands were around me. This Sanamians I say!

The question by them wasn't that why Sanam was holding me but it was: 'Why he removed it as soon as it was seen and pretended not to.'

"That was because...." I turned away from her trying to think of a suitable escape.

"Because...? " she bent down.

"I...I aah..haa! I was nervous! I was nervous! " I said wide big eyes proud of my idiotic escape.

"Oh please! " she showed me her palm, "we all noticed that nazron ka nazron se milna between you two. And since you have came here and after your song with them, you two were spotted many times together. Sometimes with band and sometimes alone.." she smirked folding her arms over chest. "And not to forget that jealousy in the car!" She tapped my nose, bobbing and wiggling, waiting for my words.

"This is nothing! You should check out your hometown's local newspaper flowing with the news of 'Bong girl dating the heartthrob YouTube sensation'. Just accept it Warisha...." she smiled cheekily.

I heaved a sigh, "Harshita....nahi manegi na tu?" And she proudly shook her head in reply, "Uff! Fine! He knows that I love him okay? "

Partly true. I didn't say that he loves me too.

She was about to open her mouth again but just then my phone rang flashing Monster Amy on my screen. "My cousin is here!" I interrupted and went to open the door.

As soon as I opened the door Ameera walked in clutching hear head. "Wari please prepare a cup of tea for me. Urgh! Those loud speakers and bhabhi mausi ki ranting. My head is throbbing! " she sat on couch without even bothering to notice the presence of Harshita.

"Who the hell drinks tea at 2:40 in morning?! Even Samar doesn't do that!" I joked to lighten up her mood. She looked at me with a look which clearly said I-AM-NOT-IN-A-MOOD-TO-JOKE. "Okay....I am going. By the way! That's Harshita, my friend. She'll stay with us for a while. " I smiled.

Then only she noticed her presence, "Oh hey! Sorry I didn't notice you earlier. " Amy apologized with a smile.

Harshita was shy again for being in spot light, "it's okay di." She grinned.

"You guys talk. I'll prepare her GREEN tea." I winked and went to kitchen.

Ameera is a green tea lover just like Samar. Oh no...she doesn't like that because of Samar, but because her trainer suggested her and now, she is an addict of that.

Switching on the flame and boiling a little amount of water, I took out a sachet of green tea. Carefully transporting the water in a cup I dunked the tea packet in it and waited for her desired colour.

When I got back there with her tea I saw them laughing heartely on their ongoing topic.

"What are you guys talking about?" I asked while handling Amy her 'cup of tea'.

She accepted it, "Ah nothing! Just sharing our first encounter with Sanam!" She enlightened taking a sip from her tea.

Thankfully, while talking with Ameera, Harshita forgot about me and Sanam being a 'thing'. After another half an hour of our chatting session we decided to stop for the sake of Almighty.

Harshita got up to get her night dress from her luggage and I stopped her. "Don't dug your head inside that at this hour. Just pick one from my wardrobe. " I told her. She nodded happily 'cause of course, even she didn't want to dug in her not so organised luggage at nearly 3:30 in morning for pj's and Tees.

It was her first day with us so, to make her feel home and comfortable we all slept in one room and on one bed with me getting crushed in between those two, "Monster! Stop cuddling for God's sake!" I elbowed Ameera to push her away and she hugged me even tighter. She didn't stop here, giggling and chuckling she made Harshi join her as well.

"You're are so softy and comfy. Like teddies. " Harshita laughed, pinching my cheeks.

Ameera squeezed me in her arms, "Yes Harshita.. she is my teddy bear." And left a Peck on my cheek.

"Eeeehh! " I rubbed my cheek "what are you two up to?" I asked them annoyed by their chipku (clingy) behavior.

Ameera laughed softly and started singing in a seductive voice: "Loving you fighting on. It's a paradise and it's a war zone. And you are War babe." Hearing this Harshita burst out in loud laughter.

"Ya Allah! Save my sanity from these hawas k pujaris." I closed my eyes and giggling in their arms. "And Ameera! If you're in a mood of loving and fighting then call your Shibaan and use this seduction on him instead of me because I am absolutely STRAIGHT! " I laughed and kicked her: "Though I don't know about Harshita. "

"Oye!" Harshita growled moving away and punching me, "I am absolutely straight FYI!" she laughed.

"Uff! Don't you two wanna sleep?"

"With you? Why not?" Ameera laughed again.

"Ameera!" Both Harshita and I gasped at same time.

"Okay okay...sorry." she surrendered "let's go to sleep...normal sleep." She chuckled at her own words. I shook my head and we three musketeers went in deep slumber.

I was on a car ride with the Band but then suddenly the car disappears in a white tunnel like figure and then Sanam and I were sitting on grass under clear starry night. Then Sanam takes my hand and starts singing my favorite verse from Garmi di tu

Milgayi hai wajah meriya sahaan nu

Puri tu kar gayi meriya dua'va nu.

We were moving slowly and Sanam was looking at me with his oh so loving eyes but then his face was serious and he spoke in Ameera's voice: "Pick up the call." I kept looking at him confusedly and then a thunder like pain made my hands travel to my cheek and my eyes flicker.

"Pick up the call!"

And I realized that I was dreaming and Ameera had slapped me.

"What the hell Ameera!" I shouted in my sleepy state and she told me to answer the call again.

"Yes I'll! If you let me go!" I snapped as I removed her hands from me. I climbed over Ameera to pick my cell. I saw Sanam's name flashing on my screen. Hurriedly I picked up the call "Sanam.." I whispered getting out from bed and walking out of room.

"Itna time to answer a call. Were you sleeping or what?" He asked from the other side, sounding all fresh.

"Sanam...what a normal person can do at this hour?" I asked him annoyed for leaving my bed.

"Many things! But kya tum normal ho?"

"Isliye call kiya hai?" I asked him in a bored tone.

"Aray, of course not. Ben asked Samar to tell me that I should inform you about your meeting with us tomorrow. "

"What?" I asked him confused "Who asked whom for what meeting? Sanam it's 5 in morning, stop this puzzle! " I cried.

He laughed at my tone "Morning walk?"

"No! I wanna sleep."

"Okay...see you in fifteen minutes."

"Sanam!" I snapped and he disconnected the leaving me without any option.

Lazily I walked towards my wardrobe and picked the pair of sweat pants and sweat shirt on which my hands landed first. Getting in washroom and completing the morning stuff I got changed into chosen attire and pulled up a high pony tail.

Fixing my headphones and taking a sipper I tied my shoelace. "Good to go!"

As the garden area is behind my building so it takes me less time to reach there compared to Sanam. It was too early for people and I was the only one there. Putting on my headphones and listening to rock-pop song, I started to jog.

After a minute or two someone smacked my head. "Keshu!" I sighed putting off my headphones.

"We were calling your name!" He complained while matching my pace.

"Sorry." I grinned. Because of the speakers I couldn't hear them,

"What happened to your cheek?" Sanam asked joining me on my right side.

I rubbed my cheek again "Ameera slapped me in her sleepy state. Because of you! " I punched him.

"Ouch Warisha!! Now you're gone!" He warned and Keshav started laughing.

"Sorry sorry sorry!" I chanted running as fast as I could but he caught me within seconds. I looked at Keshu to save me but he waved taking opposite turn.

"Sanam, I am Sorry."

"No sorry."

"We are in garden." I reminded him.

"Everyone is sleeping." He smirked.

I closed my eyes tightly, nervous for my another 'consequence' but instead, I felt his lips on my right cheek and then he whispered in my ears: "Tell Ameera that no one is allowed to leave any mark on you."

I smiled at his words and nodded in reply then he looked at me with a wicked look on his face "Except for me of course." He winked.

"Sanam! " I gasped pushing him away and resuming my jog. By cheek red than before.