"Nothing Like Us" - By Mysterious

8 : Planning..

So, here's another chapter, as ya'll are completing the targets, under 24 hours, lawl, so i'll post the chapters, earlier.
Hope you're loving the story..

Enjoy~~~

°°°°•FARHAAZ'S POV•°°°

We just entered in the hall, of 2nd floor, it's not that huge as the main hall, but still it gives scary vibes..
Well, i am not that scared, because i'm trying my best to believe, that it's all a plan and nothing else..
I hope so it is, but my blood pressure has already increased, since we figured it out, that, monjulika is present over here.
And, she can attack on us anytime!

We all sat on a table, together..
waiting for the manager and boss to give us the good news.. that we can go back to our rooms..
i just wish, we'll stay safe till that time..

"I guess, we need to stay here, for the entire night" Zeenat said.

"Yeah maybe, let's stay together" Alaan replied.

Ofcc! We've to stay together, who'll wish to stay alone after listening that creepy song?

"Ahh, it's boring" quinza said, while keeping her head down.

"You were asking me to dance, don't you?" Alaan asked to quinza, "it's a better time to do it, wanna try, quin?" He said.

Wait, quin? Is it a new nickname?

"Quin? Where is "za" of my name!" Quinza asked, seems annoyed.

"I've printed those two words, in my heart, only quin is left" Alaan replied..

Gosh, i never knew, he's that good at flirting.

Well, it looks like quinza is blushing..

"Huh, whatever" quinza replied and Alaan smirked in victory.

"So, what about dance?" I asked..

"What about, doing it with monjulika?" Zeenat taunted.

"Why not with you?" I replied.

"Because, i don't wish to dance with donkeys" she replied.

Donkeys? Seriously?!

"Who's telling you to dance with yourself?, i asked about me" i replied..

"I guess, you've lost your brain somewhere" she taunted

"Yeah, he lost his brain at my home, in the morning" faariz interrupted..

What the....

"Bro, atleast take my side" i said, being offended.

"Papa ji, thorda rehem farmaye" Alaan teased him..
(Papa, show some mercy)

"Papa?, wait, you're a dad?!" Quinza asked, in surprise.

Inayat and zeenat looked him, with widened eyes..

Faariz glared at us, and shooked his head, still looking down.. at his phone..

"Say papa.." Alaan said, trying to tease him more..

"Ab papa bola, toh reham ko weham banane me, zyada time nahi lagega" faariz replied..
(If you'll call me papa again, then you'll face the consequences)

Alaan immediately kept one finger on his lips..

"Uhh, anyways" quinza said, feeling embarassed on her question..

"It's okay, darling, don't worry, you can ask me the same, when i'll be the dad of our-" Alaan was about to say..

"Shut up!" Quinza interrupted..