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Hi all,
I am back with another OS.
I am having trouble sleeping today and decided to write something to help me sleep. I also wanted to provide Zoya POV (something I desperately want to see in the show). It's 1am here and I wrote this in less than 2hours, so I am sorry for any errors! I also can't think of a good title! Please help me out and siggest some titles! Thanks and Enjoy!
Zoya:
Zoya was miserable. She was tired of having to deal with lambu (she really should not think of him as lambu, but damn that Aditya! He was a terrible influence), and she was tired of trying to please Abbu. But most of all, she couldn't deal with Aditya these days. He had become highly flirtatious with her, but she didn't know what it all meant. He had been that way with Mahi as well, but had then denied ever having any feelings for her or ever giving her any special attention. The reality was that this was just the Aditya effect. He had an abundant amount of charm which seemed to draw all girls between ages 6-60. Even her own mother was not immune! What disgusted her the most was how much she was affected by it. Every time he touched her, it felt like sparks of electricity were shooting through her entire body. She didn't understand when this had started or why it had started now. Aditya had always been a friend right? Then why did she have all sorts of unspeakable thoughts about him? What was worse was that she had no idea what went on in his head. Was he just being Aditya, or was he as attracted to her as she was to him? And how was she supposed to find out without jeopardizing their friendship? She was so scared of ruining her relationship with him. He was such an integral part of her life. She needed him like she needed water, or food, or wifi. And so like a coward, here she was hiding under the covers, eating her fifth candy and watching kuch kuch hota hai. Again. And to top it all, she just got her menses. Her back and stomach were killing her, and her hormones were all over the place.
Suddenly, her movie was interrupted as her phone was filled with incoming call from lambu. Ughh, she thought. Couldn't he just leave her alone!! Abbu was nowhere around, so she didn't see the need to pick up his call. Ignore! This time is for Rahul and Anjali (she wondered if it would it be possible hire Karan Johar direct her's and Aditya's story... These days the plot of their story was all over the place and well, let's face it..a total mess). Just as Rahul was about to ask Anjali to dance, another call popped up on her screen. This time, the call was from HER Rahul. She immediately picked up:
"Yes, Aditya. How can I help you?"
"Zoya, I wanted to ask you... Are you crying? Why do you sound like you are crying? What happened?"
"I am not crying. I am FINE!" She said, all while sniffling.
"Zoya, I am coming over. Keep your window unlocked, and your room locked."
"What? No, I don't want to talk to...", He had already hung up on her! That JERK.
Zoya, immediately got up and started to make herself presentable. She hated how happy she felt knowing he was coming here. Even though she was miserable! She locked her bedroom door, unlocked her window, quckly fixed her face as best as she could, and hid back under the covers. Whenever those cramps hit, she always wished she could just die.
After about 15 minutes, she heard her window creak open. She peeked from under the blankets and saw Aditya climbing in. He was wearing a pink hoodie and sweat pants. Oh god! Why did he have to look so good in pink? For a moment she forgot all about her cramps and focused on the good part of being a woman. Being able to appreciate the male beauty that was in front of her.
"Zoya! Zoya! Whats wrong? Why are you crying? Is it that lambu? I swear..if he tried anything, I will..."
"Calm down Aditya! I was crying because Rahil was about to ask Anjali to dance and it was so beautiful..."
"ZOYA! Do you know how worried I was? I had all sorts of crazy thoughts running through my head, and all this time you were crying over kuch kuch hota hai? Couldn't you tell me that over the phone?"
"I tried...but before I could get in even three words, you had hung up and rushed over here!", Zoya observed him closely for his reaction while she spoke.
"Oh!", He was looking sheepish now. "I guess I did overreact. But honestly Zoya, you are always getting in trouble. Do you know how many times I have been bruised and injured saving you? That too in just two weeks since I have been back from Paris!"
Due to the cramps and hormones, Zoya burst into more tears at that.
"It's true Aditya! It's just like your mom said. I am manhoos for you. You shouldstay away from me" she sobbed.
"Shh...shhh honey! Please stop crying. Please", a completely bewildered Adotya said. He was probably wondering if she had gone crazy.
"I am sorry. I don't mean to worry you. It's just that my back is killing me due to cramps and my hormones are playing ping pong with my emotions right now"
Aditya's expression softened significantly. He understood. And why should that surprise her. He had been married before and understood how a woman functioned.
"Zoya, umm do you...never mind"
"What Aditya? Tell me"
He hesitated before finally saying, "Do you want me to massage you? It always seemed to help Pooja. But I don't want to make you uncomfortable either".
Zoya felt two things in that moment.
1) Jealousy for Pooja, which was completely irrational. For god's sake, was she jealous of a dead woman?
2) Thrill at the thought of him touching her.
Zoya decided use this moment to determine his feelings a little better. She looked straight into his eyes and nodded and saw him swallow. Ok, this was promising. He was not completely unaffected by proximity to her. She decided to be a little bold and said, "there's some oil in the bathroom if you would like to use it".
Zoya then lay face down on her bed and waited for Aditya to start. She could hear him rummaging through her stuff in the bathroom and then heard his footsteps as he came back. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife. But there was also magic in the air and Zoya felt like something signifant was about to happen and their lives were about to change.
As he started to massage her, Zoya started to relax and let the magic of his hands take over. Five minutes into the massage, Zoya had her answer and knew that whatever Aditya felt for her, it went beyond friendship.
Aditya:
Adi was sure of one thing. He was going to get a special place in heaven for holding on to his self control. Zoya was sick, and romance was probably the last thing in her mind. But jerk that he was, all Adi could think about was how smooth her skin felt and how he wanted to run his tongue all over that buttery soft skin.
You need a distraction Adi. Don't focus on her skin. Instead think about something else. Abbu! YES! Think about that always constipated face of Wassim uncle. It's working! Zoya is going to kill me if she ever finds out what I am thinking.
Suddenly, Zoya turned and his hands were now no longer on her back, but on her belly. Adi swallowed hard.
"What happened Zoya? Is this not helping?"
"It's wonderful. You have magical hands Aditya...Aditya, may I ask you something?"
"Hmm?", Asked Aditya.
"Nevermind" she said softly, changing her mind and closing her eyes. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She really was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. And he needed to put some distance between them before he did something that he would forever regret. Like kiss her senseless. As he got up to leave, she grabbed his hand to stop him. She was always doing that, he thought. He remembered all the times she had done that and smiled. As he turned back to look at her, he was shocked by what he saw. For once, he could read her. Her eyes were soft and pleading, her lips parted. She was staring at him with an intensity that shook him. Slowly, giving her plenty of time to back out, he started to lean close to her. He kept going at a snail's pace giving her plenty of time to back out, until their noses bumped.
"Zoya. Do you know what's about to happen? Do you understand?" He whispered. He was half afraid to give her the chance to back out, but this was his Zoya. His love, his life, and her happiness came before anything else.
She nodded.
"You can't go back. Do you understand me? This is it. You are mine Zoya. Only mine. Yash and Pooja only met because we had to meet. Their paths only crossed so you could come into my life. Every emotion I feel gets heightened when I am with you. Anger, passion, joy, and yes, love. I love you Zoya", he finally confessed.
Zoya was crying, "Aditya! I don't know how I feel. All I know is I want to spend every waking moment with you. I want to talk to you all day. And when I am not with you, I miss you all the time. But I am so scared. Scared that you will leave again. Scared that this will ruin our relationship. Scared that something will go wrong...I..I"
"Shh..Shh. It's OK. I am also scared. But we cannot let fear take control of our life. We cannot stop it from getting what we want. And me and you, Zoya, it's always been us against the world. And it will continue to be that way. Don't worry. We will go very slowly and we will take our time. I am in no rush OK?" Adi smiled at her.
And he finally saw the fear in her eyes replaced by a joy. He understood her fears. Hell he had lived them with her. He would give her all the time she needed. He gave her a soft kiss on her lips and told her to go to sleep. He would keep her safe. And both Zoya and Aditya finally found their first peaceful sleep in each others arms aftera really really long time.
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Anupamaa
