Dedicated to all the #zaya #beintehaa #harshika fans..Happy Holi !
A/N: Typo errors ahead !
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PART A
Sri Ram College of Technology and Marine Engineering,Mumbai
(college campus)
"Zain tu yahan aise Devdas ke tarha muh latkae kyun khada hai?"He turned around,Rizwan was talking to him. Zain Abdullah looked at his surroundings,everyone was enjoying..playing Holi,while he was standing in his arboreal hiding place-behind the huge clump of blushes,looking at her from distance.
Rizwam followed his gaze to find him staring at Aaliya Ghulam Haider. It had been going on since the day,they had laid their eeys on each other. From the point of denying their feelings for each other to being at loggerheads with each other,to fighting against their feelings for the one year that they had been each other's acquaintance,Zain And Aaliya ahd travered down every single lane and by-lanes of a blooming college romance,yet his best friend,who happened to be a phattu', had no yet gathered his courage to confess his feelings for her..
"Ek challenge hai tere liye?"
The word challenge' piqued his interest.
Clad in white kurta-payjama, and a navy blue Nehru jacket ,Zain Osman Abdullah looked no less than a dashing Bollywood hero, filming for the Holi sequence,turned around to face him.
"Kaisa challenge..?"he asked his best friend suspiciously,fearing that it would be something as incredulous as getting drunk and making a fool of himself,in her company.
"Aisa challenge jisse yeh prove ho jayega ki tu kitna bada phattu hai---"
"Main koi phattu nahi nahi hoon. Zain Osman Abdullah hoon. Jeetna mere fitrat mei hain,aur harna mujhe pasand nahi.."
"Haan haan theek hai,dekh lenge.par challenge ko poora karne ke liye tuje pehle iss jhop-jhar ke peeche se bahar nikalke Aaliya ke paas,wahan jaana hoga,aur wahan jake.---"
"jake kya..?"
"Usse rang lagayega..Aur sirf rang hi lagayega..Tu toh aisa react kar raha hai ki mano kisi ne tuje jake use kiss karne ke liye kaha ho!"
"Rizwan!"he hissed,for a slpi second wishing to wipe that smirk of his face.
"Aree,baba jaa raha hoon..par challenge ke baare mei mat bhoolna!"
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Aaliya had had that shy look young women often wear, but it was never morose. Always behind those slightly pursed lips was a smile just waiting to be tempted out. Sometimes she'd look his way and he generally pretended not to notice, too much interest and she think she would have ran. But when he did return her glances he didn't have to try to smile, it just came naturally. In those moments she would blush ever so slightly and he'd imagine her being his girl. ...
Her friends had left her and fleeted away towards the swimming pool..that is where all the fun was taking place,leaving her in a relatively sequestered part of the campus,were some of the students were playing with gulal'.
She was smiling..looking at the colourful mist above her head, as the people threw gulal' in the air..
She was tapping her feet in the ground,probably matching beats with the blaring music..
It was on day ,apart from the all the other co-curricular activities that mark the calendar days, when the students were given the freedom to enjoy to their hearts content..It was Holi.. a day when even the strictest of Professors didn't meddle in their affairs,giving them the liberty to enjoy this one day in their own way..
She was looking beautiful in that pale yellow chiffon saree of hers..the small silver jhumkas dangling from her ears,only brought out the contrast between her cascading brown hair, that curled towards the tip and her pale yellow saree...
As far as his knowledge went ,Aaliya was from Bhopal..a beautiful Bhopali..and no less in terms of intelligence and etiquettes ,if people doubted them considering her to be from a small town..
The memories came back to him in a colourful kaleidoscope, just the way the infinitesimal particles of gulal' was tumbling down towards the ground, speckling her saree..
Her smile was serene..mingling with the myriad of colours around her..and somewhere meeting with his memories..
Her pale yellow chiffon saree was clinging to her body..not in a provocative way..but in a way that made her look like an ethereal beauty. Accentuating the curves all at the right places,and draping her petite frame like another layer of skin..
His fingers were itching to touch her..run his nose along her smooth ,milky midriff, that was showing beneath the semi-tansparent saree,while she stood oblivious that a certain pair of eyes was noticing her from far..
She had a kind of understated beauty, perhaps it was because she was so disarmingly unaware of her prettiness. Her porcelain skin was completely flawless. Zain doubted she used face masks or expensive products, that really wasn't her m.o. She was all about simplicity, making things easy, helping those around her to relax and be happy with what they have. Perhaps that is why her skin glowed so, it was her inner beauty that lit her eyes and softened her features. When she smiled and laughed one couldn't help but smile along too, even if it was just on the inside. To be in her company was to feel that you too were someone, that you had been warmed in summer rays regardless of the season...
He had taken up Rizwan's challenge. Maybe he'd give it a try..and with the fear of rejection momentarily forgotten he proceeded to make his next calculated move..
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"Ahhh..mmmphhhmmzzzm.." Her captor was by all means stronger than her, and there was no way that she'd be able to fight him off..but for some strange reason, he didn't come off as someone dangerous, maybe it was because her back was facing him, when he had dragged her into one of the empty classrooms, when she was returning back from the loo...
Her eyes were shut close,lines of worry adorned her face...he didn't want to scare her..didn't want to come off as some perverted stalker trying to have his way with her ,esp. when he believed that apart from the very few occasions when she had been generous enough, Aaliya didn't have a very good notion about him..
She slumped against the closed door,when he captor,removed his hands from her mouth,allowing her to breathe, and slow down the tympanic beating of her heart,which was still arrested with the fear of the unforeseen..she was sending silent prayers to the heavenly synod, hoping against all hopes that it was just another friends,playing a prank on stupid-small-town-girl-Aaliya!
But when she opened her eyes..it met with a pair of striking brown orbs, which she had felt on her when she had standing outside...
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His curls were midnight black and his eyes were dark brown, framed by graceful brows. He had prominent cheekbones and a well-defined chin and nose.His lips were ripe for kissing..and his hands..her gaze dropped to them..they were tucked away in the comfort his pockets..
She gulped down as much air she could..she ahd always tried to stay immune to his charms..to her he was like the Sun..if she tried to get too close to him,she might burn herself,but in the heat of the moment,everything single logical impulse seemed to cease,as the electricity hummed between them..It was the first time they were alone in a room..or rather in a room,where he had forced her into..
Her gaze slid to the side,maybe she's be able to escape before she ended up doing something ridiculous, embarrassing her more than she probably had in the past. But evn before the thought of escape could get a chance to change into reality,Zain pulled her against his chest. His nose tickled her ear. She let out a tiny gasp and squirmed uncomfortably. She didn't like being so intimately handled. She felt his lips softly graze her slender neck. Her face heated. What the hell was happening? She summoned enough courage to meet his gaze. His brown eyes twinkled. He knows! He was trying to make her feel like this.
"Z-Zain..tum yeh k-kya kar rahe ho..?"
"I love you..."
He couldn't be serious? Her eyes bulged out in horror, as she gave him an incredulous look.
Seeing the not-so-positive look on her face he continued..
His voice-deep, with an serious tone. His lips brushed my ear as he spoke, "I really do love you."
"Zain..please mujhe chodo..main tumse pyaar na-"he didn't let her complete the sentence,and when he drew her in for a kiss,she didn't protest either..because one moment he was talking and the next thing she knew, he had slammed his lips to hers and nearly knocked all wind from her lungs.
Aaliya hardly had a moment to react before he pressed his tongue to the seam of herlips and, at her grant of access, delved inside her mouth,his soft palms cradling her face.. Her arms reached up and tangled around his thick, strong neck. In an instant she had pulled away and arched up into his broad chest, moaning in the contact of body heat against her own, before she drew back into his lips.
What was she doing..What was HE doing..and why were the kissing and had she heard it right..did Zain Abdullah really love her' or was he just...
Maybe he had felt her tense up in his amrs..
"Aal-ya.."
She was sure that something was wrong with her,when his soft baritone,sned waves of pleasure across her body,making her neurons hum ..
"Zain..I""
"Shh..."What the hell was she thinking..Recoverig from the shock of his sudden confession and kiss,which had left her hungry for more..she decided that there was no way ,that she would confess her feelings so soon...
"Zain..mujhe bahar jaane hai.."Her voice was determined,as she blocked away her quivering insides..
"Maine toh soch th ki hum yahan holi khelenge..private holi..sirf tum aur main.."
"Shut up Zain! Holi kelni hai toh bahar humarre dost hai,jao unke saath kelo..aur Zain Abdullah,iss holi main toh tumhe mere galo mei raang lagane hi nahi dunga.."
His Aaliya was back in form,as if nothing had transpired between them..as if she was purposefully making him wait to hear her confess her feelings for him,and he was sure she reciprocated what he felt for her,considering the fervor with which she had kissed him a few sec. back..
"challenge kar rahi ho?"he smirked.
"Jo samajhna hai samjho!"
"Theek hai Ms.Haider...challenge accepted,aur ek baat kaan kholkar sun lo ,iss holi,tum rango gi sirf mere hi rang mei..dekhta hoon,kaun mujhe rokta hai.."
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Guys am too tired to update part b..so will update it tomorrow..sorry sweethearts !
From
Ann
