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The next day, the boys sat slumped in the to-be marriage hall. It lay vacant as of right now; no furniture, no nothing.
Ammy: Kahan hain yeh log?!
Rahul: Maine Muskaan ko phone kiya hai, aati hongi.
Atul smiled shyly.
Atul: Meri Pari bhi arahi hai?
They both shot him an irritated look.
Ammy: Champ, uska naam Pari nahin hai, yaar! ANJALI naam hai!
Atul: Wohi tho, Anjali, short for angel!
Armaan looked at him, shaking his head. They were all supposed to meet in the marriage hall to practice for a special dance they were going to do during the wedding. Rahul and Muskaan would guide the two couples to dance on "I'll Be Dreaming" by Selena. They were reenacting the dance in which Rahul and Muskaan first danced, and where he proposed to her.
Just as they were talking, the girls finally showed up. Armaan looked up as a chilly breeze, despite the warm weather of July, flew in as the glass doors opened. While smiling and talking to Anjali and Muskaan, Riddhima stepped in. She was wearing her usual outfits in a yellow color. Her hair flew by the wind as she walked, laughing at something. A certain shiny glow was on her face today. Armaan noticed the glow and tried to snap himself out of the stare. Glow show koi nahin hai, bas make-up zyada laga ker ayee hogi,he thought to himself.
Rahul: Oh, Armaan, kahan kho gaya tu?
Armaan looked up.
Ammy: Oh, huh?
Riddhima frowned and shook her head at him. He cleared his throat, trying not to notice how beautiful her face looked.
Rahul: Okay, yaar. Couples bano-
Atul jumped up, racing to Anjali.
Atul: Hum dhono partners!
Anjali looked at him, her eyes almost afraid of his touch.
Rahul looked at Anjali hopelessly and shrugged. Anjali groaned and faced Atul.
Armaan looked at Riddhima, scratchin the back of his head.
Ammy: Uh, yeah, tho phir-
Riddhima stood in front of him. Her dupatta was wrapped around her neck which she tried to pull down. Somehow, it seemed stuck. Armaan looked at her.
Ammy: Woh, uh-tumhare back mein zipper hai, wahan uska dhaaga atak gaya hai...
Riddhima bit her lower lip, bringing her hand back and trying to pull the dupatta back. Armaan looked at her do this, his eyes unable to move for some reason.
Yaar, kaun sa makeup brand use kerti hai yeh jo aaj aise... Riddhima interrupted his thoughts with a little sound as her arm hurt from trying to pull the dupatta out.
The Ishq Leta Hai music came on as Armaan, almost afraid to do it, turned towards her back. Riddhima stopped fuming with it, blushing. Armaan slowly raised his hand to her back. Riddhima's muscles tensed as his hand brushed her back. He lowered the zipper a bit, pulling the dupatta out. Riddhima looked around nervously, biting her lip. Armaan stared at her, swallowing. A sudden noise suddenly startled them both.
Atul: Haaaaaawwwww!!
They both turned, surprised. Atul had his hand over his mouth. The rest were talking to each other, discussing the dance. Atul stared at Armaan and Riddhima, his eyes popped out and mouth open.
Atul: Armaan, yeh achi baat nahin hai!
Armaan furrowed his brow.
Ammy: Uh, nain, woh tho-
Atul: Dekh, yeh..yeh meri hone vaali saali hai-
Riddhima looked at him, laughing.
Riddz: Saali?
Atul: Haan, aur yeh na, bahutt badmaash hai!
He pointed to Armaan.
Ammy: Aye!
Atul looked at them both.
Atul: Tum dhono kya ker rahe thay?
Armaan cleared his throat as Riddhima looked away, blushing.
Ammy: Kuch nain, yaar! Tu bhi na-!
Atul: Nain, nain, nain!
Armaan pointed.
Ammy: Anjali bhula rahi hai!
Atul forgot all about them right there, grinning from ear to ear. He turned, his arms wide open.
Atul: Main araha hoon, Anjali!!
Armaan shook his head as they all took their places. Armaan raised a finger at Riddhima.
Ammy: Uh, ek minute-
He held her dupatta, startling her. He brought it around her back, tying it at her waist. She looked at him closely as he did this.
Riddz: Armaan, yeh tum..?
Ammy: Woh, uh,
He cleared his throat. Why had he done it even?
Ammy: Dance mein beech mein aata tha, na.
Riddz: Yeh slow dance hai, Armaan.
Ammy: Tum, kum baatein kiya karo! Come on!
Riddhima shook her head and rolled her eyes. Armaan held out his hand, as did Atul to Anjali.
Rahul: Ab ek doosre ki aankhoon mein ankhein daalo..
Riddhima and Armaan stared into each other's eyes. Armaan noticed how brown her eyes were. They looked so beautiful and delicate as they stared back at him.
Just as the song started,
I'll Be Dreaming Of You Tonight,
Till Tomorrow..
I'll Be Holding You Tight..!
Muskaan walked slowly around the couples.
Muski: Ab jab "tight" per music pick hoga, ladke apni baahein kholein ge, and the girls will fall into their arms backwards, okay?
The girls, Riddz and Anjali, turned around so that their back would be facing the boys. Armaan opened his arms slowly, ready to hold Riddhima. Atul opened his arms wide, suddenly slapping Armaan's face with the back of his hand.
Ammy: CHAMP!
Armaan grabbed his face. Riddhima fell backwards, ready for Armaan to catch her. But Armaan, holding his face, turned around for a second, forgetting the dance. Riddhima noticed the ground come closer as she fell backwards, her eyes open wide.
Riddz: Armaaaaan!
Armaan turned, his eyes open. Riddhima fell on the ground, hard! Meanwhile, Atul closed his arms quickly as Anjali fell backwards. But as she was falling, he stared at her hair.
Atul: Wow, Anjali, tumhare baal kitne khoobsurat hain!
He let go of his embrace position and felt her hair. Anjali was in an awkward position as Atul grabbed her hair instead, admiring it.
Anjali: OUCH!
She sort of hung in mid-air. Atul realized this, and instead of holding her, put his hand over his mouth.
Atul: Hailaa!
Anjali fell on the ground next to her sister, both breathin heavily in anger. They stood up and turned, both shouting,
R/A: ATUL! ARMAAN!!
The boys smiled cheesy smiles at them quickly. Riddhima looked at Armaan.
Rahul and Muskaan interrupted by falling to the gorund, laughing hysterically.
Muski: Rahul, tune Anjali ko dekha?!
Rahul nodded, laughing.
Rahul:Aur, aur Riddz-uski smile ek dum fear mein kaise-
They burst out laughing as they remembered the whole scene.
Ammy: Uh, come on, guys, let's...um, practice...
Riddhima snapped her finger and bought it in front of Armaan's face.
Riddz: Ab tumne mujhe giraya na, tho-
Armaan stared at her, his eyebrow raised.
Ammy: Tho kya, huh?
Riddhima bought her finger down and stomped her foot.
Riddz: UGGHH!!
Armaan rolled his eyes. She began to turn and walk away when he grabbed her wrist. She stopped, surprised. Armaan looked at her with a teasing smile.
Ammy: Dance partner tho tumhara main hi hoon. Aur yeh dance tho tumhe kerna hoga!
Muski: Yeah, Riddz, come on, yaar!
Riddhima turned around. She pulled out his grip, dropping his hand. She flipped her hair over her shoulder.
Riddz: Fine.
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