A/N- Hey guys!

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And here comes the giggle. I know this giggle so well. Congratulations Sanam! You are doomed! Ab sambhal is drunk Warisha ko!

"Tumne pili? I hope you are not hungry now. So, sit quietly. " I asked her to be quiet and she giggled. Oh God.... "You are not going to sit quietly right, or are you? " I asked her, though I knew the answer already.

She shook her head, "Nope. Tum meri baat sunte ho jo meri tumhari sunu?" Comes her child like voice.

"Mujhe tumse koi argue nahi karni and that too, when you are drunk! " I backed off turning my back towards her.

She spun me to face her, "Aise kaise nahi karni? " she pouted.

"Don't pout. You remember our deal, right? "

"That deal is expired! 'Cause I'm no more your girlfriend! " she pointed with a victory grin on her face.

I chuckled, "Do you really think I'll buy that? " it was me or the alcohol saying, I don't know.

"You won't kiss me without my will. I know. " she said with her half closed eyes.

I kept the bottle on desk and shook the glow whatever and then I stood close to her, "But what if you will? " I smirked.

"I don't! " she declared pushing me an arm distance away. "I am no more your girlfriend Mr. Sanam Puri. So,..... You are not allowed To... kiss me! " she announced and I chuckled.

"I am not interested to kiss you. "

"Haww.. You don't say that to a girl! " she frowned.

"Hypocrisy! " I mocked.

"Humne yeh pehle bhi kaha hai na? " she asked thoughtfully. I nodded, "Yeah. "

I remember how she walked out from her bathroom wearing bathrobe and we were quarrelling about wet hair look. I didn't know that I was smiling until she asked me.

"Why are you smiling? "

"Just.. Memories. "

"Good or bad? "

"One of the best."

"Oh.. " she grinned, "you remember something about Natasha. Hai na? "

I frowned, "What? Nah! "

She frowned as well, "Toh phir. "

"Nahi batata. " I turned.

She stood in front of me, "Please batao... Please. " she gave me her sweetest smile.

"Nahi... " I shook my head.

"You! " she points her finger at me and I crossed it with mine, "you are repeating things. That's not good. " I warned. Things were happening almost in same way as it happened back then.

"What things? Will you please elaborate? "

"Very wrong request. " I commented pulling her close to me and pinning her hands on her back. She gasped because of the sudden pull.

"Yaad aya? " I asked in whisper. She slowly raised her face and met my eyes nervously. Her alcoholic red, tired eyes. The golden glow light falling on her face and other shadowed half were making her look so beautiful. She nodded, "Morning... After our shoot? " she asked unsurely and I nodded, telling her that she is right.

She looked down, struggling to free her hands, "Sanam haath chor... I did this too, didn't I? " she asked and I nodded again, "Do you remember what happened after that? " I asked her.

"Hmm? Do I? " she asked feebly.

I removed my hand from hers and swept her locks off her face making her look at me, "Do you? "

She blinked with a smile, "Your eyes, Sanam. "

"My eyes? " I asked confusedly, "what's with my eyes. "

"It.. I see love in it. " she smiled weakly, "is that for me? "

"Of course." I put my forehead against hers looking in her eyes, "Of course its for you."

"Your breath smells of alcohol! " she complained. I chuckled, "So do yours. "

"Sshh.. Wait. Did you say that that love is for me? " she asked softly.

"For you. It's only for you."

"Phir tum mujhse itna ganda behave kyu karte ho? " she pushed me away from her. I remained quiet and she continued: "Do you know mujhe.. Kitna bura lagta hai? Huh! " she threw her hand in air, "tumhe meri feelings se kya matlab?! " she turned, "tum to bas.. Apni... Nope. "

She was standing clumsily facing the wall, all I could see was her loose curls covering her back and she continued, "apni nai.. " she raised her hand and moved her index finger side to side, "apni nahi.. " she chuckled and after turning back she walked to me lazily and kept her hand over my shoulder, "tum to us.. NATASHA ki sunte ho. " she laughed throwing her head back. She took two steps back and then in military voice she spoke: "Sanam khare hojao! " and she stood straight like a statue. "Sanam baith jao! " and she quickly sat on floor.

I know that she was mocking me but still, I found her funny and was looking at her with smile. She frowned and then shrieked, "Suna nai tumne? Baitho! "

I pointed myself unsurely, "Main? "

"Aur kya? Mera naam Sanam hai? " she shouted, "chalo! Baitho! " and scolded pointing the floor with her arm stretched out. I quickly obeyed.

"Yaar! Whenever you are drunk you treat me like your puppet! " I complained. Listening this she giggled, "I make you my puppet when I'm drunk? " she asked and I nodded in reply. Then she continued, "par Natasha to tumhe bina drunk hue hi puppet jaisa treat karti hai." And then she began again:

"Sanam uth jao! " but instead of standing up she pointed her finger up and raised her head up and then down, "Sanam baith jao! "

"Sanammmmm hug me. " she mimicked Natasha's voice making me chuckle, "Sanam kish me." She made a baby pout and I was having a good laugh. "And Sanam does everything. " she tried to say that in serious voice but the alcohol was not letting her do so and then she cheerfully added, "Cause Sanam is a good puppet. Eee! "

"I am a puppet? " I asked pretending to be angry and she simply nodded, "yes! You're a puppet! Puppet, puppet, puppet, puppet, puppe-"

"PUP!" I said in a scolding tone keeping my index finger on my lips like we do to scare kids and she stiffed following my action but slowly breathed, "pet... " and then.... She started crying "aeeee.. "

"Aray?!!! Why are you crying? " I panicked.

"Tumne mujhe data! " she whined.

Again like those days..

"Nahi-nahi! Maine tumhe nahi data.. Main to.. Main to.. Puppet keh raha tha! Puppet! " I tried to cover up.

"Don't lie! " she stood up and so did I, "I have raise two children okay?! So you don't lie to me! " she glared. Now not crying but angry. Wait..Raised? Two children?

"Tumhare do bacche hai? " I gasped.

"Naiiiiii... " she whined, "mere bhai k bacche! "

I sighed, "oh.. Bhai k bacche....!" but then I stumbled backwards because of sudden push, "Tumne mere bhai ko gaali di?! You abused my brother?! " she growled.

I panicked, "Main? Maine kab gaali di?"

"Abhi to bola, 'Bhai k bacche'."

Now this time I wanted to cry. Kaha phas gaya main?! Huhuhu.

I joined my hands together, "Galti hogayi mujhse.. Maaf kardo! " I cried. "But please sit quietly. Please! "

Suddenly her carefree face dulled and she stared at me with sad eyes. "Our life would had been so better if you had said this instead of making me hate you. " she shook her head and turned walking away.

I called her "Waris-" but she interrupted me saying, "Call me.. only when you... are willing to let me know why you ..did all this." Her voice cracked.

I was standing silently. Should I tell her everything?

It's the best time Sanam. She's drunk, she won't remember anything next day. Tell her. Tell her everything and lift the weight from your chest. My inner self suggested and I called: "Warisha.. I'll tell everything."

She simply nodded asking me to continue and for the first time I revealed the story from my side. "That day.. The party. Natasha faked yours and Armaan's kiss. I knew she was lying but the thought of you with someone else made me mad and I walked out from the party. " she nodded asking me to go on and I continued, "I saw you following me and I was waiting for you.. To talk with you and then-"

"She came pretending to be me and you kissed her? " she said sadly.

"I didn't. She did. " I corrected her.

Flashback

It was dark and I couldn't see her face. I didn't know what she was thinking.

"I was angry and jealous. I shouldn't have walked away like that. I.. I-"

She kept her finger on my lips "Sshh.. "

I stood quite and her hands travelled from my lips to back of my neck. I smiled wrapping my arms around her waist "So I'm forgiven? " I asked and she nodded, tip toeing and caressing my neck.

"I love you." She said in a seductive voice. Not a Warisha thing. I shook my head at her changed behavior "I love you too... "

She kissed my bottom lips slowly. It's different. I was a little confused with her behavior. She bites my lip teasingly.

No! This isn't Warisha!

"Natasha?" I whispered trying to stop her from kissing me by holding her arms.

"I love you Sanam. I love you so much. "

"Stop it! " I pushed her harshly.

"Sanam! " she came to hug me again.

"Stop it Natasha! " I jerked her hands off me.

"I knew that you were trying to get me back but I never thought that you will do something like this! First trying to make me believe about Armaan and Warisha, then making their fake kissing scenario and now... kissing me while pretending to be my girlfriend. What a shame! " I snapped at her.

"Sanam.. I love you baby.. You don't deserve her, Sanam. Baby I love you." She held my face.

I took a deep breath to calm myself.

"Pagal mat bano, Natasha! I love her! " I held her forearms "I love her, Natasha. Not you! Stop your madness. Just stop it! "

"She doesn't love you. She doesn't trust you baby. I love you." She chanted like a mad woman trying to kiss me again.

I found it useless to talk with her or make her understand anything. I pushed her away from me and walked inside to find my brother and Warisha.

Flashback ends

"I came back looking for you but you already left, seeing the wrong side of everything that happened."

N- emotional. And... Finally we know what actually happened that night! Sanam didn't kiss HER. He thought she was Warisha.

what's gonna happen now ? How will Warisha react after listening the truth?