----Aayushi's POV ---
I still wasn't over the way he acted.
What the hell was the point of acting like that?
God, I'm so pist off!!
I grabbed my phone. I'm going to give him a piece of my mind.
I dialed what I thought was his number.
"Hello," he said.
"KUTHA! KAMINA! Who the hell do you think you are?" I asked.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
"What the hell is your problem? You already knew I had nothing positive in my life except for you and you went and did that at the party!" I yelled at him.
"Madam! Slow down! I haven't been to a party!" He said.
"Wow! You are so stupid! Why the f*ck don't you just go to hell?!" I yelled at him and hung up.
----Hussain's POV ---
What the hell was that all about? Who the hell was this girl and why did she cuss at me?
I called this number back.
"Hello," she said.
Abh iska gussa kaha?
"Hi. Can I at least now why you are being rude to me? I mean you just blew your steam off and I don't even know you," I said.
"Oh," she said.
"OOOHHH!!" She said a second later realizing something.
"So do you have an answer?" I asked.
"Actually, I owe you an apology. I dialed the wrong number. I'm truly sorry," she said.
"Oh okay. Apology accepted," I said.
"Thank you," she said and we hung up.
Strange experience. I don't what got into me but I saved her number.
Let's see if she ever calls again.
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Broken Hearts Still Beat
FanfictionBroken crayons still color. Broken chandeliers still shine. Broken hearts still beat.