AUTHOR'S POV

"So how was your London trip?" Alisha asks Ayesha . The four - Alisha , Ayesha , Samira and Nyra all are sitting there out on there weekly Sunday brunch as they all are catching up on their lives. They had been friends since childhood and nothing had come in between their friendship through so many years such so that their friendship had developed into sisterhood. " It was nice ." Ayesha says quietly. " Just nice!? JUST NICE?! " Nyra exclaimed in shock . Well even Ayesha felt surprised at the words she had spoken too, for as long as she can rememer London was the only place she wanted to be in as the words which Alisha spoke were true enough - " You literally worship London and then you visit it - and its just NICE ? Why , I ask? " " You're still not over Mahir , are you ? " Samira asked pressing Ayesha's hand . " I thought that I was over him but ...but I just loved him very much but I guess sometimes love is just not enough to work a relationship. USA is his dream but I'm not ready to leave everything behind and go with him. I thought that this trip to London would help me take him off from my mind ...... and I was so headstrong on forgetting him that I did something really embarrassing...stupid shit" Ayesha said cursing herself as she bit her tongue on the last words . " WHAT DID YOU DO? " all the three of them aksed now at the edge of their seats each one of them thinking the wildest things getting their imaginations on a full swing.

Ayesha looked at them awkwardly as she took a deep sigh and finally confessed " I ....I " she spoke meekly

" Oh stop creating a dramatic effect " Nyra said feeling annoyed

" Yes! My head will explode from all the scenarios which are cooking in my mind at this point of time" Alisha added

" I might die of a heart attack" Samira said dramatically.

" I KISSED A STRANGER" Ayesha spoke in a speed of bullet train with her eyes squished as she partly opened them to look at her friends' reaction as there was a dead silence .

The three were in complete disbelief like they had fallen from the sky which they did hearing Ayesha's confession.

" YOU DID WHAT!? " Nyra shouted at the top of her lungs which brought the attention of other people at them she calmed her composure " You gotta be kidding us" Samira spoke in a hushed tone to avoid the look of people who were still staring at them " I always believed that you would do something like that . I'm so proud of you" Alisha said in a cheery voice as she patted Ayesha on her back

" Is that a compliment or anyone insult? " Ayesha asked looking at Alisha suspiciously. " Ofcourse a compliment ! " Alisha said making doe eyes " Thank you !" Ayesha said dramatically flipping her hair. " You both and your delusions" Nyra said with a tone of disbelief. " Was the boy handsome ? " Samira aksed jumping to her feet " Well he was british and had blue eyes so yeah ! I guess !! And after all you think I woukd have kissed a random stranger if he was not handsome" Ayesha said trying to hide her blush as if it wasn't already oblivious.

" Why do you care? Dont you have an already handsome boyfriend " Alisha spilled the tea which made both Ayesha and Nyra choke on air as they spoke with a dramatic gasp " BOYDRIEND!?" completely unaware about the fiasco involving their bestfriend. " FAKE - BOYFRIEND" Samira corrected them . " How ? When?" Both Ayesha and Nyra aksed for the details as Alisha updated them on the gossip as they teased Samira for having kissed Zayn while still drunk, making a Mafia blush as Ayesha rose up in her sit raising her glass as she said " Toast to Samira on her act of bravery" . " Shut up" Samira said trying to hide the fact that she turned red even from thinking about him.

"How did you even end up kissing that London boy ? " Nyra aksed " Was he a good kisser? " Alisha aksed exicetdly . GOD THIS GIRL ! Ayesha thought to herself. " Well I had gone to this pub and there was this London boy and his friends . They had all playboy vibes flirting with any girl they could see, dancing with drinks on their head , throwing money across the pub like they owned the pub. And one such guy approaches me and we start dancing as then I lean in kiss him" Ayesha said feeling guilty about her actions

" You did not" Samira spoke in disbelief as her eyes bawled out instead shock . " Tell me you know his name " Nyra said with hope which got shattered into pieces as Ayesha nodded in negative. " Well on the better side you're never going to meet him and this would also help you forget Mahir" Alisha said " How" Ayesha asked not being able to figure out what Alisha said , as Alisha explained to her " See whenever you feel sad thinking about Mahir you think about the London boy and you feel embarrasment which would divert your mind from him " " WOW" Samira gasped at Alisha sarcastically as the other two joined in by clapping for Alisha .

But this happiness did not last long as Nyra spoke in a hushed tone " Since you all are spilling your teas let me too" she said looking down at her plate as she figeted with her spoon. " You know you need to spill the tea after saying you would instead of waiting for the other person to die" Samjra said mockingly a

" I met him in the mall yesterday" Nyra said .

" Who ' He'? " Ayesha aksed lightly when she really understood who that " he" meant for. It could only mean him the " Ishaan Malhotra" the person who broke Nyra's heart six years ago worse humiliated her. " What did he say? " Alisha aksed, " Nothing" Nyra said gulping a lump in her throat. " What do you mean by nothing? " Samira lashed out not being able to believe that she just heard Nyra speak those words.

" He crashed into me and then just walked away like I was invisible " Nyra narrated the incident. " He did not even say sorry as a basic human etiquette?" Alisha said as she could not believe that someone could be such a jerk " Well what do you expect from that buffon? " Ayesha cursed Ishaan " Classic Ishaan behavoiur" Samira remarked on which both Ayssha and Alisha agreed on as they three went on cursing Ishaan in every language they knew. Hearing all of which Nyra burst into laughter feeling overwhelmed by the love her besties had for her that they were set to even murder him.

Soon they were about to leave as Alisha grumbled " God I hate that Armaan Malhotra. Who works even on a Sunday?" " Who Armaan Malhotra?" Ayesha aksed completely oblivious of the feud between Alisha and her khadoos boss. " Alisha's boss - Armaan Malhotra" Samira filled them in on how she had thrown a blank check on his face considering the fact that he is a billionaire " You did not" Nyra said surprised at Alisha but in a proud way " Girlypop!" Ayesha said shaking her hands with Alisha in praise as they all left for there respective destination.

AYESHA'S POV

The brunch was of a great help. Nothing in the world compares to my girls and hours of gossiping sessions. In between all this breakup drama with Mahir and kissing stranger boys in an unknown country there is finally a light of hope which is I'm finally taking over my family fashion house as today I meet our new clients with whom we will be launching our brand in Europe . The clients already have a renowned fashion li e which is based in London which was also a part of the reason for my visit but nevertheless collaborating with them was already a great headstart in my career.

I reach the office to find my Dad and the clients already seated , I approach them already to greet them with the biggest smile but my smile just suddenly vanishes and turns into a schock when I see my clients no they are not supposed to be my clients or rather specifically should I say that "He" should not be my client for the "He" is none other than the " London boy" , the same handsome stranger I had kissed . HE CANNOT BE MY CLIENT , I say in my mind to console myself but how can I hide the truth from myself when I very well is known to the fact by now that he is indeed my client.

I take a seat trying to upsupress the fact that I just went through a wave of shock as I could only hope that he did not remember me from that night which I think he did not, as he acted like there was no so- what no history between us .

I tried my best to focus on the meeting to not get affected by his presence but he seemed too calm . Does he really not remember me ? Or kissing me ? Why is he acting like I'm just one of his regular business clients when we literally kissed each other. Well I kissed him technically but he did not oppose. And who would not want to kiss me?

After the meeting ended both of our Dads went on a business luncheon to celebrate unofficially about our collaboration as I kindly declined the offer for the last thing I wanted to do now was tk go on a lunch with him only for him to spill the truth and ruin everything, only if he remembered anything, as some hope had rose into me when I saw him decline the offer of lunch too , GOD knows for what reason I got my hopes high for? even I questioned myself on my stupidity. When I could not take anymore of the silence as it did not seem like Carlos was going to any sooner or later start the conversation, yes his name was Carlos , I just got to know now I spoke up " Why are you acting like you don't know me ? " hearing which he seemed taken aback . What I did not say something wrong?

When he let out a small chuckle as he partially covered his face within his palm. Is he blushing? Why is he blushing ?

" Are you mental? Why are you laughing without any reason?"

"I'm just laughing looking at your shamelessness."

"Shameless" How dare he call me shameless ?

"If anything you're the one who is shameless. Hitting on girls at parties like you've never seen one before and then kissing them" I said crossing my arms across my chest.

"Woah! Woah! For your kind information I did not kiss you . You were the one who kissed me." He said emphasizing rather specifically on the last words.

Well he is technically right , but I'm not way giving him the satisfaction that he has won for he should better know that Ayesha never loses no matter what it is .

"Even if I did kiss you, you never retorted back. Or should I say you wanted to kiss me." I said with a smug on my face .

And seeing his pale cheeks turn red I knew I had already won.

"Sorry to break your bubble, but you're a very bad kisser . And I would die rather than kiss you agian ." He said it unapologetically and left even without a reply.

WHAT THE HELL! I quickly run behind him for I would not leave him without giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"You should be grateful that it's because of me that you at last had the chance for having your first kiss and don't worry it wouldn't happen again. You just got lucky once for I was drunk . Otherwise with that face of yours I would rather not even punch you." I am about to walk off from there when his voice hold meaning back.

"Do you want a ride home , Darling ? " Carlos aksed.

"Don't you dare call me darling." I retaliate.

" Why ? I thought you were dying for my attention that you yourself came up to talk to me."

Enough I can't hear anymore of this nonsense .

" GO TO HELL! ANGREZ KI AULAD ." I say to him in an enraged way and storm out from there, as I drive to Nyra's house to tell her all about the incident for Alisha and Samira are not available for now,.

When I am about to enter Samira's house I run into a person. No WAIT! ITS NOT ANY PERSON . Its "ISHAAN MALHOTRA" . But how did Nyra even let him inside her house.

NYRA'S POV

I entered my house to career the last person I want to see on the face of this earth sitting in my living room like it's his own house. If it had been earlier times I would have been over cloud tpnine to find him at my house but nothing was same as before and even I was not. I completely try to ignore his existence as I am about to go to my room upstairs when my elder brother - Sahir stopped me . "Hey! Ishaan your favourite person is here after ages. Won't you greet him?" Sahir bhaiya aksed genuinely. YES! He did not know about my and Ishaan's past for I had not told him because I did not want to ruin his and Ishaan's friendship because if he got to knew about us Ishaan would not have been sitting in my living room at this point . For he would have been dead and buried 10 feet deep in the ground.

They both had been friends since school and that's how I had met Ishaan in the first place.

" Why would I greet him? He is your friend and I have no business with him so stop teasing with his name." I said in a harsher tone than I intended to , which made me immediately feel guilty as Samir did not know anything about our past. Well only one person is at fault for all this and it is Ishaan.

But it seems like Ishaan did not have enough of the drama as he stepped in our conversation and put forth his own opinion "I know how to lighten your mood Nyra." he said with one of his sly smiles as he took out a bouquet of sunflowers- my favourite. But nothing in this world not even these flowers could narrow done my anger on him.

"What would she do with these flowers?" Samir aksed feeling utterly confused

"Why? Decorate her room without it." Ishaan spoke stealing a glance at me as I glared at him

"Do you have a vasee to keep this flowers?" He saks acting all innocent.

What does he want from me now? Why can't he let me live in peace?

I was not going to give him the slightest hint that I was still into him so I spoke annoyed "I dont know about all vase. But I surely have a dustbin to throw these flowers in. And if you want you can dispose yourself in it too." Leaving from there as I Shut my self in my room.

I leaned against the door and closed my eyes for a moment of peace but all the memories of him started flashing infront of my eyes like it had taken place just yesterday. All of his memories were fresh, more like a fresh wound.

His words "BOLD of you to assume that I would even like you Nyra. If you weren't my friend's sister I woukd have never even look at you." rang in my ears almost making me feel my ears were going to bleed. And before I could realize tears had started rolling down my cheeks. I hate this , I hate myself for crying like this for a man who couldn't care less about my existence.

I suddenly heard a knock on the door and quickly wiped away my tears as I opened the door to find that it was Ayesha.Seeing her I was not able to hold myself back as I engulfed her in a hug and silently cried afresh as she decided on hundred ways to kill Ishaan.

ALISHA'S POV

I quickly get out of my car taking a look at my watch ! SHIT! I am late ! Now that Mr Khadoos is going to eat me alive . Why do I always end up in such situations ? Well, it is not my fault that the traffic is so bad that I needed to wait in the traffic congestion for more than an hour , if only that Mr khadoos could understand the fact but he would do anything but accept the fact that he can be wrong sometimes , ignoring the fact that he is always wrong. I quickly run inside the hospital only hoping that Armaan - SIR Armaan has not arrived yet .

I quickly rush through the corridor to enter into the lift before it closes cause I have no stamina to climb all the way up through the stairs .

I rush to get inside the lift not noticing that someone was already inside the lift which makes me crashed into the person. "OUCH!" I yelp in pain to look up and find none other than Mr khadoos who is already looking at me with annoyed eyes as he goes on to say - no yells - " Are you blind or what? Can't you look around your surroundings before walking ?" as I could hear him whisper " STUPID GIRL" under his breath.

WAIT! DID HE JUST CALL ME "STUPI-" ? HOW DARE HE !?

" O HELLO - Mr Khadoos ! What do you think of yourself , huh? JUST because you're my senior it doesn't give you the right to say anything and everything that comes on your mind . And if you have so much problem in crashing into me then stop being so engrossed in your phone . Lastly stop acting like your Dad owns this place!" I lash out as my blood boils further seeing that he all this time he was not even looking at me but was busy on his phone.

When it seems like my last words catch his attention as he look up from his phone and says "My Dad does own this place." And walks away with a smirk on his face.

WHAT THE -! What enmity does this man have with me for heaven's sake ? "My dad owns this place." I mimick his line in my mind . BUFFON. I swear I would kill this person one day.

Luckily after this I have no more encounters with Armaan as I go on my regular rounds and take patients' histories until I have to submit all the histories and represent it to him along with other interns, again where he does not spare the chance to get on my nerves as he deliberately makes me wait till the last , I bet if he got the chance he would even completely ignores my existence not that I care.

And to make it all worse except that it can't be more worse , I was the first to enter his cabin to submit my reports for I thought that if I came early I would have to ignore any conversations with him but behold my luck I find him working on his laptop when I barge into his office . I know what's coming on my way. So I try to ignore him as I quickly keep the reports and am about to leave when he stops me, "From next time aks for permission before barging into someone's office like a shameless creature." He says still looking at the files in his hand.

He should be grateful that I have not yet distorted his face by throwing a vase at him. Whydoes he always have to be so dramatic ? But if he think he can just pass by after calling me shameless then, NO, he is very wrong.

" Yes. Surely I would. Because unlike someone us I do actually know about etiquettes and I would have knocked on the door if I knew you were here." YES! For once I am able to shut him up.

Hearing which he gives a mockingly laugh and continues to say, " That is very questionable. And also since you have come late, you would stay for extra hours."

" I WAS NOT LATE . I almost reached on time."

He raised an eyebrow at me.

" It was because of your tantrums that took time." I accused him , on which he shook his head in disbelief and went on saying in a no nonsense tone "Its final." As I left the cabin muttering curses under my breathe.

Later again I'm stuck going on patients check with him on which he seems quite annoyed , nothing new in that , if anything its because of him putting me on extra duty that we are stuck together in this .

While he is advising the patients and giving them diagnosis while I stand there assisting him more wishing for this to endow soon for I know anything I say would end up into an argument and I at no wish want again to have a conversation with this creature . When I actually realize that maybe on for sure a diagnosis just given by him is wrong and I am not saying to just to prove him wrong because I hate him even though I do not hate the aspect of this too but I can't help but interrupt him - "I dont think he needs to the operation." I say genuinely.

He looks at me as if he is taken aback " You think you know better than me?"

God why is he such of a narcissist?

"I may not know as much as you do but believe it or not everything I know I know better than anyone. And if you could stop acting so full of yourself then maybe you woukd realixpze that even you could be wrong sometimes. Ignoring the fact that you're always wrong."

"OH! really ? Then tell me what wrongs did you find in my diagnosis, Dr Sahiba ? "

Why does he have to mock me everytime ?

But I go on to give a long list of reasons which points the mistake on his diagnosis. When he gives me an expression I could not really figure what it means. As he finally manages to speak " I am impressed Miss Alisha. Seemed like you don't know something except arguing."

Huh!? What is this a taunt or anyone compliment? Anyways " Well you should be impressed." I say with a smug look on my face . But he rolled his eyes at me and went back to seeing patients .

Finally I was over from the long hours of duty but today I felt a great sense of pride for finally being have able to crush Mr Khadoos's ego which I hope he would not forget for a long time - well he should not. As I can't help but giggle when ever I remember that pathetic face of Armaan when he realized that he was actually - indeed- wrong.

SAMIRA'S POV

I looked infront of the mirror dressed up in my sleeveless sheer red satin dress as I got ready for my date - fake date with Zayn Malhotra . I kept reminding myself that this entire thing is fake , a mere contract, so that I do not get my hopes because I know that Zayn would be least bothered about this date and would be waiting for this contract to be over so that he could get rid of such a nuisance like me who got him involved in such a cheap scandal even though he was not at fault.

"For how long are you going to stare in that mirror ? " Nyra aksed, well she was right , I had been looking at myself in the mirror for God knows how long in a try to make myself look perfect as they three had already complimented me for a hundred times.

"If that mirror would have been able to speak , it would have already declared you the most gorgeous woman on the face of this earth." Alisha said.

"Yeah! Have you seen the number of celebrities, singers, sportsmen are after you and what they would do to go on a date with you , if anything Zayn should be grateful that he is getting you even without doing anything." Ayesha said.

"I would have been on cloud nine if I were in the place of Zayn" Nyra added on.

When Alisha joined with her dramatic commentary " I bet Zayn would die of a heart attack by seeing you in this dress. HAYEE!" She said thumping her chest with her palm as she enacted how Zayn would reaction on seeing her .

GOD! Who even made this girl a doctor ? She should be an actress.

"Well, he needs a heart to have a heart attack which he does not cause it's stolen by Samira!" Ayesha added more to it.

As they all continued teasing me with Zayn's name on which I tried my best not to blush or react.

When suddenly a message popped on the screen and it did not even take them a second to guess from whom it was based on my reaction.Well I dont blame them on this.

I ask them for the last time how do I look , on which they nearly throw me out of the house. What can I do it is not my fault. It is not that I have not been on dates earlier but previously it did not matter neither should it now. As I'm thinking all this the lift opens as I see Zayn standing against his car waiting for me.

I notice him staring at me as I'm walking towards him which makes me feel more nervous as I ask him breaking the silence "How do I look?" Oh GOD! Why did I ask him that , he is not my real boyfriend. He must think I'm so weird which I bet he already does based on our history.

" You look as always Mi amore. Breathtaking." He says while opening the door for me as I try to hide the fact that that I'm blushing.

On the entire ride to the restaurant we stay silent . When we the restaurant we find all the paparazzi already lined , I guess the the fake dating thing is actually working out as Zayn takes my hand and leads me into the restaurant giving exactly what the paparazzi want .

He pulls out the chair for me as we sit fir dinner when he asks mapr an unexpected question " So tell me what are the things that you like." Hearing which I'm a bit skeptical at first as I blurt out "What do mean by that?"

" I mean what are the things that you like as a gift?" " Why do you care about that?" "Well I should know about it so that I could gift you those." "And why would you gift me those? " I say leaning in. "I dont think you should ask a person so much questions who just wants to give you gifts to make you happy."

Hearing which I left out a little chuckle as I said " Well like perfumes specially CHANCE CHANEL and ETERNITY by CALVIN KLEIN, books , lilies....." and I continue blabbering everything that comes in my mind mainly because I know that he would not remember anything of them and for sure he woukd not bring me a gift, like for what reason would he? we won't even probably see each other after our contract ends.

When he suddenly tucks a hair strand behind my ears and continues listening to me as if nothing happened but I tried very hard to stop myself from turning red . As I could not help but think about it on the entire ride home. UGHH! I hate what Zayn does to my mind! How is always on my mind w ever I meet him?

SPOILER FOR NEXT CHAPTER

I hear someone enter the room as I immediately throw my Louboutin heels at the person only for the lights to come and I find it to be HIM !