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Ayesha's POV,

"Ayesha..... I love you. All my lyrics, my songs, music....belongs to you." Armaan said looking straight into my eyes.

I looked away blushing.

"But your such a huge star. How can you love an ordinary girl like me."

He smiled and my heart started doing cartwheels. His hand gently carased my face and he lifted my chin up to meet his eyes. I was lost in his eyes.

He was getting closer...... closer.....and closer....

"Armaan." I breathed his name closing my eyes.

"Ayesha." He said and our lips were about to meet......

"Trinnnnnggggg"

I sat up with a jolt. I looked around me. 'Heh? Where did my jaan Armaan Malik go?'

I looked around and..... I wasn't in a ferrari but my bed....in my bedroom.

Damnit!!! It was just a dream.

But......(oh my feels) it was such a nice dream. I covered myself with the blanket and squelled inwardly. We were just about to kiss....OMG!

If only it was true.

Suddenly, the blanket was pulled from top of me.

"Hey!"

"Get up Didi (elder sister) before you die of hunger because if you don't eat now..... you'll never be able to eat."

My younger bro said.

"Why? Are you going to finish all the breakfast up. Fine then. Go on. I can make more for myself." I said

He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Didi. Have you completely forgotten..... Your CA final results are today."

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I sat in front of my laptop praying and trying to calm my pounding heart.

Just so I won't faint..... I accepted to open my mouth for the toast that my Mom pushed in my mouth. It was still completely hanging out of my mouth as I opened the website.

I could even feel the veins in my arms and temples along with the beating of my heart.

It was time. I entered my registration number and the annoying captcha, checking it 3 times more and waited......

It opened. I could hear my Mom praying beside me and felt my brother's hand on my shoulder. I closed my eyes. I didn't wanted to see. I was breaking in sweat, my BP lowering. I thought I might just paas out.

.....and then.....

"Congratulations. You have passed."

Was written on the screen. I still couldn't believe it. I thought I was dreaming. My Mom hugged me crying.

"Congratulations Didi." My little brother yelled into my ear.

"Di-did I-"

"Yes. You passed Ayesha! You are CA Ayesha Ashraf Farooqi now!" I heard my dad as he entered the door and ran towards me.

My face split into a grin as realisation hit me.

"I DID IT! Mom, dad I did it! I passed my CA finals in 1st attempt itself." I squelled and everyone crushed me in a group hug. But I loved it.

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We had a small party to celebrate. All my friends and family joined in. I had never been soo happy in my life. Also, my parents were soo proud of me that they could'nt stop boasting about me. I always find that annoying but now...it felt amazing.

Everyone was teasing my brother Mateen now telling him to be more like me as he's studing to be an Aeronautical Engineer. Ofcourse he will. Afterall, he is my brother.

I don't want to brag but we are literally a family of geniuses.

My bff Nida seemed happier than I was. She was going around telling people how hard I'd studied for it and how proud and excited she was for my future. I just love her. She can be a nutjob sometimes....but she's my nutjob. She's sweet, pretty....um...not that genius, a bit socially awkward and shy but if you get to know her.... she's the best girlfriend you could ever ask for. And doesn't everyone need someone like her in thier lives?

She came to me and hugged me. I don't like to hug her. It's not like she's annoying or anything.... it's just that when we break the hug.... it makes me feel lonely eventhough she's right next to me. I don't know why.

"So what now Madam CA Ayesha Ashraf Farooqi? Where will you head to?" Nida said.

I took a deep breath. "Where my heart takes me." I said dramatically and we both giggled.

"Oh...like to Armaan Malik?" She teased.

I blushed. "I wish."

She knows about my love for Armaan Malik better than anyone else. I bore her everyday day with it. I wish I was like her though. Her crushes are always new and distant. You know the kpop stars or actors. As in my case, I've been in love with the same person for 3 years now but I can't get to him even though we live in the same country and the same city.

Mumbai.

I wish someday we could meet.

Armaan's POV,

I got back exhausted from a song recording only to know I have a music video shooting after an hour. I sank on my bed. "Only 30 mins" I said and soon fell asleep.

I was interupted by my alarm.

Off to work now.

My life has always been this busy. Song recordings, world tour, and now music videos. But it's work and I love it. Making music with bhai, creating magic in the recording studio. I love to see and hear my fan's reactions. They love me. I guess.

Ayesha's POV,

Now that I'm finally a CA, I'm finally independent. I can do as I wish. Or soo I thought.....

"Mom.... I want to meet Armaan Malik." I said sternly.

She rolled her eyes like always.

"No."

"Oh come on... I'm finally a CA now. Atleast let me do what I want now." I whined.

"You can do whatever you want Ayesha we won't stop you but just het that boy out of your head." Mom said stopping whilst turning the ladle in the curry.

"Mom...." I whinned. "Just let me see him once."

"How will you. He's a star and your just an ordinary girl even if you became a CA."

"1st attempt CA." I reminded her.

"Ok. Still. Forget him baccha. Concentrate on your career. You have a long way to go." She said carrasing my face.

"I can never forget about him!" I yelled and ran to my room.

No one understands my love. Just because he's a celebrity doesn't mean we cannot be together.

I took a deep breath.

"Ok. If no one else care then I'll make it happen myself. I'll meet him myself and show him how much I love him."

Yes.