---Tasha's POV---

***One year later****

I was able to get graduate with every thing going on around me. Also, a few months after that I was able to obtain an amazing job.

Today was the day of the wedding.

I was getting ready. I had managed to wear my outfit all by myself.

Self-five.

The make-up artist arrived and did her job. I could have done it myself but apparently my parents like to waste money. They got someone for hair and make up, two things I could have done myself.

I mean if a girl can wear her suit herself she can do anything. You know how complicated wedding suits are? Do you have a idea?

After everything was done we left to where it will be taking place.

We arrived and it got started.

---Sunil's POV---

"You're going to wear that?" Mom asked.

"Yep,"I said.

"Pagal. At least grow up today,"she said.

"I know mom. Do you really think I'm going to wear my PJs to my wedding?" I questioned.

"You know what, you just might,"she said.

"I'm not that stupid!" I said.

"Wanna bet?" She questioned .

"Ugh!" I said.

"I'm going to get ready,"I said a few seconds later.

"Okay,"she said and left.

I got ready and went downstairs. Once everything was ready we all left.

Let's get this party started!!

---Shehry's POV---

"You what?" Aryesha asked.

"I said, I have not talked to any of them since we met them and he said Sameera was his cousin,"I repeated.

"That was a year back,"Hussain said.

"Point?" I asked.

"Get up and get ready,"he said.

"I'm good,"I said.

"Up now,"he said.

"I don't want to,"I said.

"This is your last warning, or I'll get dad,"he said.

Use my own stuff against me, why not?

I didn't get up.

He turned to go.

"Okay, I'm up!" I said.

"Good,"he said.

I sighed as they left and got ready. This sucks!! I'm being forced to go to the wedding. I refuse to go.

I still got ready and we left. We picked up the others.

"Oh heck no. I don't think so,"Hussain said.

I was confused as to why he said. He got out of the passenger seat and went to the back.

I facepalmed and we all started laughing.

I can't believe he made one of them sit in the front just so he could sit next to Aryesha. You could have sat there first.

We left and arrived at the where the event was taking place.

Sometime into it, I noticed the guys kept looking at me. Sometimes all together and sometimes one at a time. I felt them keep looking.

They really have to stop this right now.

"What?" I asked.

"You! Are you just going to sit here?" Atif asked.

"Aur nahi toh kya mai bhangra pao?" I questioned.

"Shehry, you're here! Break it,"Waqas said.

"Are you crazy?" I asked.

"This is hurting us as much as it's hurting you,"he said. "Well, obviously a bit less but still."

"Guys, I can't do that,"I said.

"You may be older than me but I'll hurt you if I ever hear you complain about this,"Hussain said.

I ignored them for a bit. I thought about what they said.

"Do you need one of us to say that this can't happen?" Hussain questioned.

"No!" I said.

"Too late,"he said.

"What?" I asked confused as he did what he said he was going to.

Everyone started looking around.

"All yours,"he said.

"I hate you!" I said.

He shrugged.

"Who was that and why not?" Tasha's mom asked.

"We got this," Atif said.

My friends are going to create a scene. That's just bloody great. Sarcasm!

They went and spoke to the bride,groom and parents. At least, not everyone can here.

Looks like I have to get up. I sighed and joined the other three. This should be fun.

"Is what they said true?" Sunil's mom asked.

"I don't know what they said,"I responded.

"Shehry, is it?" Tasha asked.

"I don't know what they said. I just came to this conversation,"I repeated.

"I can't believe you,"she said.

Not gonna bother with saying it again.

What she did next suprised everyone?

She slapped me!

A/N--Wedding outfits on top.