I Don't Hate You But I Don't Like You.

Functions Begin

"is it positive!" I exclaimed more than making it sound like a question. She just nodded in yes. "I am gonna be an aunt again!" I pulled her in a tight hug.

"did you tell Reyan?" I asked.

"yes! He's really happy too!" she said almost tearing up. I am so happy for her and my brother. And also Arya, she's gonna be a big sister!

"I'll leave you two to get ready." I gave her a last squeeze and walked to my room and got ready (that's the outfit in the picture). I finally walked down stairs putting on my earrings. The first person I saw was Harry. He looked so adorably hot in his black pants and black button down shirt with it's sleeves rolled up.

We headed to Jasmine's place cuz the little ceremony will be held there, with only close family members. I met Jasmine and introduced her to Harry.

"nice to finally meet you!" she said greeting him with a hug.

"you too!" Harry smiled.

"what the-" I heard Jasmine's sister Aleya behind us. "wait... Are you real?" she asked looking at Harry.

Side note: I hate her. She's a spoiled bitch. As much as I love her and respect her elder sister, I hate her 2 times more! Always bragging about how amazing she is.

Ohk now I sound like a bitch!

"yup!" Harry nodded. He hugged her and took a few pictures with her whilst I took a moment to talk to Jasmine about her and other stuff. She looked at her sister. What hell? She's being too touchy with him.

"Harry!" I called him, he looked at me. "come with me, I have to show you something." I held his hand and dragged him with me.

"thanks for saving me!" he said making me laugh.

"no problem!"

He pulled me to a side, "you look so gorgeous today." he complemented.

"aww!" I blushed. "you look cute too!"

He chuckled at my reaction. "oh you said you haven't tried Jalebees yet right? Come with me!"

Jalebee is the most heavenly Indian sweet dish ever! And I am addicted to it. I guided Harry to the buffet which was still not set completely, people were working on it because there was still time for the dinner.

"wait, they're not open yet, I guess!" Harry stopped me.

"I've got ya." I tilted my head ans winked at him. I managed to get the freshly made Jalebee, Harry and I stood in a corner.

"I don't even wanna count how many calories this have!" he commented before taking a bite.

"that kills all the fun about having anything sweet." I took a bite as well. I can't resist ohk! I love this! "this tastes so much better with Vanillaice cream."

"hmmm! That sounds delicious!" he agreed.

"I know right!" I giggled. From my peripheral vision I saw one of my really annoying aunty walking up to me with a overly happy grin on her face. She is called with the cliche aunty name: Pammi.

"hello! How are you doing YN?" She asked me.

"Hello Pammi aunty! I am... Good!" not anymore! "how are you?"

"I am good too!" she smiled. "oh, I wanted to talk to you-"  I cut her off because I know what she's gonna say.

"oh meet my boyfriend, Harry. Harry this is my FAVOURITE Aunty. Pammi aunty!" I introduced them.

Harry is trying to hold in his laugh. I have told him how annoying my relatives actually are. "Hello... Aunty.." he said.

"hello!" she smiled at him. "I did not know I was your favourite."

I let out a fake laugh, "Haha! Don't tell to anyone though!"

"I will not!" she nodded. "so when are you two getting married?"

I choked on air, "As of now Eshan is getting married Aunty. I will DEFINITELY invite you to my wedding!" I hugged her looking at Harry asking him to save me. He just shrugged, he's enjoying this.

"where are you from? What do you do?" she turned to Harry.

"I am from London, and I am a singer. I make my own music." Harry answered to her questions. She asked him a few more questions about his age and stuff. Now I am enjoying this. I tried to hold in laugh, sipping my Coke.

"Sorry aunty but Mumma is calling us." I tolded her.

"I didn't hear her..."

"she texted me, we live is 21st century now!" I said. "come on Harry!"

"yeah, yeah let's go!" he nodded his head. We headed back in.

"I am a little confused. Weren't they engaged before?" Harry asked.

"yup! Eshan proposed Jasmine but this is like a must ceremony. Just so everyone know." I explained.

"ahhh I see!"

"I know the functions and ceremonies get a little confusing and I have attended countless weddings!" I don't blame him to be confused. I get confused as well. I am really impressed that he's taking so much interest in learning about my culture more. Like he learned to eat with his  hands rather using spoon or fork. He have learned a few phrases in Hindi, all credit goes to ME!