Chapter 2
"100 ways to torture Zoya Siddiqui soon to be Zoya Aditya Hooda!"
He smiled, that dashing smile that made girls swoon over him. How had he fallen for this girl? He had tried so hard to hate her.
"Kya maine Pooja se kabhi aisa pyaar kara tha? Aisa pyaar jisme main uske baare mein soch kar hasne lagta tha aur mera dil khushi se bhar jata tha?" He questioned himself.
Thinking about Pooja no longer made him cry or pain him as it had before. Even he didn't want to think about his past anymore, he wanted to make memories with Zoya, new beautiful memories.
"Aditya aap chal rahe hain clients se milne?" Zoya came inside breaking his chain of thoughts, all of which revolved around her.
He nodded slowly but then he was interrupted by a thought and stopped her by putting a hand on her shoulder. She looked back bewildered, he was behaving weird since morning.
"Umm Zoya? Kya tumhee scooter chalana aata hai?" He asked turning his tone from serious to sarcastic in a whoosh.
Upon seeing her stumped face, he couldn't help but laugh holding his stomach, he fell on the floor laughing harder.
She came out of the shock and at first was angry seeing him mocking her but once she saw him looking so content and happy, a big smile spread on her face instantly.
Aditya stared at her smiling face and pulled her closer to him on the floor and soon they both were rolling and laughing like small kids who were devoid of any problems.
"Kya bakwas ki baatein karte hain aap?" Zoya asked, punching him lightly on his chest but he held her hand before she could retreat away from him.
Aditya's heart was beating fast, seeing her so close to him, he felt alive. He continued, "Jo naye clients hain, they want the wedding planners to teach the bride how to ride a scooty!"
Zoya looked at him as if he had grown an extra head. He smiled and said, "Arre mujhe actually tumhari ek help chahiye thi. Scooty nahi chalani hai. Kya tum mujhe pottery sikha dogi? Pleaseee!?"
She was surprised seeing him pleading like that, he was looking so cute, like a child, his eyes glittered when he asked for her to teach him.
Yash had never wanted to learn pottery from her, it was a special thing, a bond that existed between them. Zoya was pulled to the day a few months back when she had got to know the truth.
Flashback
"Zoya ji! Yash aur Pooja saath the, pichle ek saal se. Ye sach hai! Kaash main keh pata Yash aisa nahi tha par yehi sach hai." Ashish had told the whole truth to her and she had closed all doors for love from that day.
Zoya walked downtrodden, her life filled with colours and love was all broken now. Yash was the reason of her happiness and now he was the reason of her misery.
It was truly said, "The ones whom we love the most are capable of hurting us the most."
"Aaj se, abhi se, Yash ko lekar hum royenge nahi. Haan unhone hume bahut khushiyan di hain, par ab se na humne kabhi pyaar kara aur na hum karenge!" Zoya promised herself wiping her tears.
Present
Zoya looked around, Adi was sitting there hopeful in front of her, her mind told her to say no to him and walk out. But her heart took over and she blurted, "Haan hum sikha denge aapko par kyun seekhna hai?"
Aditya smirked, this was the time now, the time to note and put his Sherlock skills at work. "Umm wo Zoya, ab tumse kya chupana."
He paused to gather her reaction at his words ahead, "Actually main kisi se pyaar karne laga hoon."
Zoya's eyes popped out of her sockets, she felt uneasy at once, she was no longer comfortable in his presence, she wanted to run away from the place.
"Uhh... aap..., pyaar...?!?" She fumbled with her words, it was so hard to comprehend, how and when had this happened, why hadn't she seen it.
Adi was surprised at her reaction, he was sure she felt something for him now. So he went on, "Acha chalo ye sab baad mein, filhal let's move for the project."
Aditya left her to solve the turmoil in her heart. She had promised herself love no longer had the key to enter her heart, then what was she feeling now.
"Aditya, kisi se kaise pyaar kar sakte hain? Kyun nahi kar sakte? Haan par wo toh Pooja se pyaar karte the. Nahi nahi! Kya ho raha hai hume!" She held her head in between her hands, she was not able to hold herself together.
She fell down crying, what was this strange feeling, that something that belonged to her was going away from her.
Aditya peeped inside, he wanted to rush in and gather her in his arms but he had a mission to carry out.
He smiled, "Zoya I'm sorry. Mujhe khud idea nahi tha, meri ek baat tumhe itna affect kar jayegi. Par haan Torture #1 agar itna effective raha toh aage toh aur maza aayega Zoya."
With a longing face, he looked back inside, "Tum ek din zaroor samjhogi ki hum dono ek dusre ke liye wo hain jo hum puri zindagi dhund rahe the. Sukoon!"
"I love you Zoya." He said the magical words the first time to himself and left Zoya to deal with her emotions.
"Aditya kya hain humare liye? Ek dost? Ek sahara? Ek partner? Ya phir kuch aur?" Zoya seemed to ponder hard.