---Trisha's POV ---

"Tum yaha?" I asked in my suprise.

"It's my house,"Liza said.

Well duh!

"Anyways, what's your other reason?" She asked.

"Other reason is that all my friends left me. I did not have anyway to talk with,"I said.

"And who's fault is that?" She asked.

"Babe, what are..." Waqas was saying but she stopped him.

"No no. Let her answer," she said.

She looked back at me.

"Mine," I said.

"2 years. It took you two bloody years to realize that!" She yelled.

I just looked down.

"LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" She yelled and I did.

Even the guys who were in busy in something else now, diverted their attention to her.

"Abh bolo. 2 saal badh humari yaad kasa aagi tumha?" She asked.

"Woh...uuummm....woh," I said at a loss for words.

"That day what you said to us can't be forgotten. Humna biggarya kya tha tumhara? And if I remember correctly, you said to us, 'at least my boyfriend won't leave me.' Well, guess what? He did," she said.

"Tumna ek bar bi nahi kuch socha. You just went on and on," I said.

"It's kind of what you are doing now,"Shehry said.

"You stay out of this,"she said.

"No! How about I don't stay out of it,"he said.

"Shehry, she's mad right now. Trust me when I say, you do NOT when mess with her,"Waqas said.

"It's fine. She won't do anything,"he said.

"Wanna bet?" They both said at the same time.

Oh my God. Shehry, should stop trying to interfere in my life.