*****2 WEEKS LATER*****

Natalie's POV

It was the last day of school so no one was really paying attention to any of the classes. It was already the last period, hence, Mr. Smith, our Calculus teacher was well aware of the fact that no one was interested in a class being held , hence he decided to hold a pop quiz and the one who finishes first got to leave first as well.

I didn't care what anybody said as I got my paper the only concern I had was to complete my paper as soon as possible because we at least had to attempt every question.

" I expect you to do good Ms. Peters." said Mr Smith. I smiled at him.

As I looked at the paper, I felt Lord almighty came down from heaven himself and set the question paper in such a way that I would ace in it.
My eyes grew wider and wider and I was so ecstatic that corners of my lips were about to touch my ears. But I controlled my happiness .

Easy I thought as I solved the first question.

Easy peasy as I solved the second question.

Easy peasy lemon squeasy as I solved the third one .
Almost raising my hands like 'Shava shava'.

To which Mr. Smith commented.

"Ms. Peters, calm yourself down. I see how happy you are. But calm down Peters ."

"Sorry ." I murmured looking down at my paper. I didn't realise how happy I was . After this I somehow controlled myself to be quite as I completed the rest of my paper.

I was done with my quiz.So I stood up gave Mr. Smith my paper and left.
'Naomi must be waiting for me.' I thought to my self when I was leaving the classroom. When I felt a hand pull me back and I was about to scream when Naomi showed her face .

"Ow, slow down you're hurting me!" I said rubbing my elbow.

"Sorry , I'm pretty tensed about the SANGEET practice, which we didn't have at all, for the club fests and practices and tests and other things which are not coming to my mind right now ." Naomi ranted.

"Ohkay, lets just walk to my locker i have some songs selected."

Harry's POV .

I was pissed off at Mr. Smith for conducting a test even on the last day of the semester . I mean, who does that, how cruel can one be?
On top of that 'Ms. Peters' as Mr. Calculus suggested was extremely happy. I mean how was she happy? the things that were written in the paper were Greek and Latin to me.

And she could solve  Greek and Latin shambles, I on the other hand was proper knackered by them.
She didn't even look at me for once, only if she knew that this chap was not a mathematical genius.
She completed her work, as fast as a nutter.
Submitted her paper. Felt chuffed about herself,
And
And
And
And
Left.
Didn't look behind . Not once .
Not at all.
I had to talk to her. I thought.

Natalie's POV

"Manva laage
Mere rang mai rangne waali. Raabta".

"Natalie, hamari shaadi nahi h pati hamara nahi h , shadi koi aur kar rha h aur humko bas mauj double karna h and do you think these songs would work .... Noooo" (Natalie, its not our wedding, its not our husband, its someone else's wedding, we just need to double the fun, and you think these songs would work..... Noooo)".

"Okay. Which are the ones that you're thinking?" I said taking the list back.

"Natalieeeee, dont get depressed we will use these songs but only when the bride and groom would be performing."

"Really? But, wont it be a bit too long?" "We'll, like make a mashup or something."

"On that note. Can Harry dance?" Naomi enquired.

"Yeah! Why do you ask?" I guessed he could dance too, I mean he is good looking can sing well, off course he is a great dancer too, any girl would be lucky enough to undulate in his arms.

"Great. Else you'd have to teach him." Right like I could teach him anything.

"What????" I was totally puzzled and was about to ask for a clarification when Naomi shouted 'Noi~ol' and pointed her finger at Niall and Wiggled her index finger at him .

"Both of you will be dancing with us, as in this lady right here" pointing out to me and then herself and she continued "and myself."

"When was this decision taken? By whose consent I mean? I was never told that Harry or Niall would be dancing with us, they were just invited."

"Is that a question to ask, isn't that pretty obvious?" She looked at them and then me and said "Mine."

"BOYS." Naomi getting there attention.

"Dance?" "Yeah." They replied in unison .

"But who's gonna be a couple?" Harry asked as if he didn't already know who were going to  be a couple, as if  he thought Niall would have let him dance with Naomi.
"Hahahahahaha." Said Niall. Yes Niall actually said that.
"I'm more comfortable with Naomi." He added.

"Of course, so Sr. Peters . We're doing this together?" Harry said giving me his right hand  to hold while he winked at me slyly.

"Umm....Umm...Umm..."

"Natalie come on, you wont dance with Niall, and you won't be able to dance without Harry and I know it." Naomi said pushing me in Harry's brawny arms.

"urghhh." I cried, almost falling on top of Harry. He caught me by my waist, I looked up to goggle at his green eyes only to find out they were already peeping closely at mine, trying to understand my responses towards his bold maneuvers.

"So its done guys Niall and Naomi, Harry and Natalie."
Naomi said reconfirming as if even if we had a problem with this match making, which we didn't for the record....... but like she would consider shuffling the couples. She wouldn't.

"What is the theme?"

Niall put up this question while we were walking out of school, when all the heads turned towards Naomi. I was still bewildered with our encounter before, that I didn't even notice Harry was still holding my hand while walking.

Naomi's eyes rolled. "Its an Indian wedding."

Naomi said frustrated, "Whether the theme is BACK TO SCHOOL or 80's or RETRO or anything else its gonna be bollywood related. We're gonna find a stack of bollywood song for all of the above themes." She cleared.

Harry and Niall were awestruck.
"Bollywood is actually a big thing in India, innit? Harry questioned.

"Yes, mate." Naomi confirmed faking the British accent.

" But wait ." Naomi said spreading her hands wide.

Naomi stopped everyone. Almost tripping me off . Thank God, Harry was their for he held me, not letting me fall, again , making my heart skip a beat again. That jittery apprehension, that trepidation again. Twice in one day .... God did he even know what he's doing to me.

"Naomi what ???????" I complained.

"If you guys are gonna dance to an Indian wedding, you need the clothes, which I'm pretty sure you guys don't have."

"Which means?" Harry questioned.

"Which means, we gotta get you guys new clothes now. Cause you have no knowledge about Indian attire and I wont be available later."

"Naomi are you out of your bloody mind? Where would we get wedding dresses now? That too for an Indian wedding?" Niall was puzzled.

"I know exactly where to go." I answered.

Every one looked at me. Cause I spoke like after the whole conversation was over. But I knew which place Naomi was talking about and we shared the same smirk for about twenty seconds. Repeating what I just said,
"I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE TO GO."