Chapter 7: Look me in the eye
Monday 7:45 am
It had been 2 days since their date. Both have been in deep thought about that one and only thing the KISS. Asad was over the moon knowing that she had feelings for him, why else would she have responded when we kissed? His main goal for the date was for Zoya to have a little fun in life, for the old Zoya to reappear once again and take over the aggressive, cold hearted Zoya that is now. He was able to do that successfully until that damn kiss. Not that he didn't enjoy the kiss heck he was willing to do it again if someone asked him but he was just worried that she may retrieve to her tiny shell because of the kiss, he knew that she didn't want to come out of it so soon, so he was going to slowly but steadily bring her out, but in the heat of the moment he had forgotten his plan and well, they kissed.
All throughout the weekend he has been thinking about her, about what she may be thinking about, what her thoughts are for him, he just had to know what she felt for him and if they felt the same for each other, so with the knew thought in mind he grabbed his bags following Ayaan and Haider out their dorm room.
Meanwhile Zoya was denying everything that had happened that day, yes all of it, to her the whole evening was just one big dream, not even a dream more like a nightmare, a very beautiful nightmare. But no matter how much she tried to convince herself she couldn't get rid of that sensation that passed through her body when his rough lips were on her soft ones, she could still taste them on her swollen red lips, she didn't want to admit it but deep down she knew that she was falling for him, in a way where soon she will give up her everything for him, her heart, soul and body, but what she doesn't want is the same fate as her mother, she doesn't want to acknowledge this feeling because she knows that all three of them will get crushed if she gets weak. For now her only solution for the problem was to avoid him. So putting on a sick tired looking face she made up an excuse to stay in bed for the day trying to think about this without any disturbances, lucky for her, Aalia and Humeira were running late for classes so they didn't question her. As soon as Zoya saw the door shut behind them, she slumped back on the bed happy that she will get a couple of hours in peace to think this through.
Outside the college
Asad waited impatiently practically bouncing on his feet looking through the herd of people walking past him into the college building for their first period class. Ayaan and Haider meanwhile were giving him weird looks as if he just asked for their kidney. Noticing the looks he was receiving, Asad turned his attention to the 2 boys who had their arms crossed over their chest.
Asad: What??
He asked in a slightly irritated tone.
Ayaan: Nothing, its just that ever since Friday you have been acting pretty...hmmm...Haider how should I put this.
Ayaan said rubbing his chin with his forefinger and turning towards Haider for the right words.
Haider: Not yourself basically.
Asad: I think you guys are over reacting, I'm perfectly fine, thank you very much.
He tried to clear out their misunderstandings but failed miserably. He didn't want the others to know about why he was acting the way he was cause he knew that if they found out then they will be seeing his dead body soon. As for now, he turned his attention back to the herd of students coming in, at the far back he could see Aalia and Humeira coming but the person he was looking for was no where in sight. The 2 girls made their way up to meet the guys but before they could even say hello they were caught off guard by Asad.
Asad: Guys where's Zoya? is she okay? did she happen to say anything about Friday? where is she? is she sick?
Asad said throwing questions at them one after another not at all realizing that he was getting himself in more suspicion then he already was. Ayaan and Haider faced each other with a smirk lighting their faces while rubbing their chins as if they were Sherlock Holmes. Aalia and Humeira looked at each other completely speechless as to what to say.
Asad: Guys why aren't you saying anything??
He asked getting annoyed by their silence
Ayaan: Probably because your not letting them say anything
Ayaan said putting an arm over his brothers shoulder, Asad who had just realized what he said smacked himself mentally for his fat mouth. God I should really think about buying duct tape.
Haider: Haan Ayaan, mein bhi yehi dhek raha hoon keh ek doh hafton(weeks) hamareh Asad miya has been very caught up in staring at the new little lady in town
Asad: Pfffttt, I have no idea what you guys are talking about, me and Zoya that's like tom and jerry or black and white or Obama and the Queen
Ayaan: Is it now?????
Asad: Yeah it is, and plus I was just being a good friend you know because...because
Haider: Because...
Asad: Because...because since me and Zoya are in the same classes I just need to know whether she will be coming into class or not, so that you know I can copy down some extra notes for her.
He said thanking Allah or giving him a brain at the right time, and lucky for him they had all seemed to back up after his excuse. In the mean time Aalia and Humeira were witnessing this with an amused smile on their lips. They had also seen a dazed Zoya for the last 2 days and since there are dots coming out on the paper maybe it was time to connect them. Humeira was feeling really happy for her sister though, in the past 2 weeks of college she looked up to Asad as her older brother and if her Appi did get someone like or even better yet did get HIM in her life then she will cry tears of joy just seeing her Appi smile after so many years.
Humeira: Well that's very sweet of you, because Appi did say that she wasn't feeling too well today so she probably won't be coming in for the first period or 2.
Asad: Do you know what happened??
He asked once again too quickly
Ayaan + Haider: HMMM
Asad: As a friend
Ayaan: Sure
Haider: We totally believe you
They both said irritating Asad even more.
Aalia: No she just said that she just had a headache and that she wasn't in the mood to come to class
Asad was not at all satisfied with the answer deep down he knew that she had taken the day off to avoid him and he knew why she would, But why did she have to be so stubborn, Allah couldn't you have made me fall in love with a unicorn instead, at least that way they would have to agreed with me.
Having no other choice Asad reluctantly made his way into the building.
It was now half way through out the day and Zoya felt like banging her head against the door. Like what the hell, why, whenever she tries to think about what had happened on that day why cant her stupid out of control heart not stay quiet. Probably because you like him(heart). I don't like him(mind). Keep telling yourself that sweet HEART(heart). Don't flatter yourself(mind).
She groaned in frustration, she needed to calm down, if she keeps this up the next news story will be how a girl had managed to blow up like a volcano. With that thought she made herself get up from her bed grabbing her towel and heading into the washroom for what she hopes will be a nice relaxing shower.
In the meantime
Asad was starting to feel like he should be sent into a mental institute. for the past couple of hours he would either be looking at the clock or at the door, waiting for Zoya to walk in any second. But it seems as if luck was not on his side. Finally mustering up some courage he snuck out through the crowd without letting the others see, but he knew very well that after his little visit he will be put in the hot seat.
He made his way through the jungles and paths to the girls dorm buildings, it was a pretty tall building and lucky for him he also knew what room they were staying in. He took a deep breath finding it hard to believe how nervous he was, never has the great Asad Ahmed Khan ever gotten nervous over a girl, in fact it was always the other way round, but he knew that life around Zoya would be anything but normal but he was willing to have that if it meant that she will always be in his arms only.
He was only a couple of yards away from the door when he saw a pretty large hand blocking his entry, he followed the hand and gulped looking at the face. It was the girls dorm manager, Ms. Qureshi.
She gave him a look of pure hatred making him all the more nervous, it was as if he was asked to climb the Eiffel tower after running a 50 miles marathon, terrified.
Asad: H-H-Hi Ms. Qureshi
Asad said nervously.
Ms. Qureshi: Asad Miya tum yaha kya ker raheh ho, class meh kyun hai hoh
She barked back.
Asad: Ummm wo kya hain nah muje pata chala ki Zoya ki tebyet kharab hai toh meneh socha keh mein uss per check up ker loon
He said in his sweetest voice trying his best to sound like a gentlemen, but the look that she was giving said it all.
Ms. Qureshi: Listen Mr. Yeh gher or iss ki saari lerkian meri responsibility hein, toh tumme koi pereshaani nahi honi chahiyeh toh best heh keh tum ebby isi waqt chala jaho yah toh phir mein tume yaha seh gasitker(drag) lekeh jahoongi. Samjeh(understood)
Asad gave her a quick nod and backed away from the building until he was sure that she couldn't see him anymore. He hid behind the cars in the car park of the building watching her go back inside to her front desk. He moved across the back of the cars hunching down making sure not to get caught. Fortunately, Zoya's dorm room was on the back side of the building so he could easily pass through the jungle, but unfortunately for him her room was on the highest floor.
He looked up at the tall building in front of him and gulped, he was really thanking his dad for dragging him and Ayaan to rock climbing camp when they were 15 now. Well lets see how handy those classes actually were. With that thought he put his left foot in the gap between the 2 pipes and it was just the perfect fit, not too lose but tight enough so that he doesn't slip off. Before he knew it he was only a couple more foot ups away from her terrace door. He was about to put his right foot up when he heard the voice of a girl singing.
"Are you gonna stay the night?
Are you gonna stay the night?
Oh oh oh, are you gonna stay the night?"
He knew the song pretty well, it had been overplayed on the radio for a while now. But something was different about the voice it was much...better. He didn't know how to describe it but the notes and keys were in the right place, the voice wasn't pitched or low, it was perfect but who's signing it? But then a lighting bolt struck in his mind, he realized from where that sound was coming from exactly, I didn't know she could sing he thought to himself grinning at the new discovery. What do you know about her you idiot? Right... He started climb faster the urge to see her was getting unbearable now. He moved his feet quicker, making a mental note to thank his dad afterwards. Soon he was standing on her terrace with only the French doors blocking his enter. He walked closer to the doors until his face was practically squashed up against it. He looked around the room, it was practically the same as the boys but a lot messier with more colours. He moved his eyes side to side trying to find her but to no avail. Where is she? He thought pressing his hands against the glass doors and bringing his face closer to get a clearer image of the place or precisely its owner.
Sadly after waiting 10 minutes there was no change it still remained the same place he saw when he came up, with a heavy sigh and a defeated look he turned around to climb back down but stopped dead in his tracks as he heard that song once again.
"Are you gonna stay the night? (we get burned!)
Doesn't mean we're bound for life (we never learn!)
So oh oh, are you gonna stay the night?
Night night night night night..."
He turned his face around do fast that he was surprised his neck didn't fall off, but he was sure that his eyes were going to pop out seeing the image in front of him. There she was the women of his dreams in nothing but a wet a towel wrapped around her perfect body that will make every girl look at her with burning jealousy. She was facing the mirror singing the chorus of the song over and over again not realizing that there were a pair of eyes watching her every move. Her hair was dripping wet as she tilted her head to the left and used her dainty fingers to comb through it. The water from the hair only made her face look more glowing and enchanting, his eyes caught the attention of one particular drop as it made its way out of her hair falling from her face to her chest and going into the towel all the while highlighting her every curve. His eyes moved down to her legs, he felt sweaty seeing her never ending legs go on and on and on as the drops of water teased him practically laughing at his fate. Asad found that he wasn't breathing properly, somewhere his words had gotten stuck down his throat and as hard as he tried they just wouldn't come, damn my own body is betraying me now, what's next am I going to start slapping myself as well. Luckily after a minute of deep breathing and giving himself a lecture on tehbeez and tameez he was about to knock at the door to announce his presence when he saw her next actions. She slowly took out towel that was over lapping itself, she brought it so her the one side of the towel was facing him she did the same with the other end and Asad knew what was coming next.
Asad: NNNOOO
He screamed while banging the glass door, not even a second after his scream Zoya was facing him with a look as if she had just seen a ghost who asked her to marry him. Luckily for her and him before she turned around she had managed to wrap the towel around herself once again. Asad took a deep breath thankful that he had not seen anything but the look on her face told him that soon he was going to kicked out the door correction off the terrace.
To say that Zoya was mad would be like saying that ice cream was made on the moon, she was FURIOUS. Here was the guy she had been trying to avoid for the last couple of days, that same guy who had taken her on a date and kissed her and if any other guy was to do that to her, the poor guy would have been in the hospital by now, but he was standing there looking completely fine. She was enjoying a nice shower, her mind was finally at peace after the whole fiasco and he shows up once again at her terrace seeing her half naked. How the hell was she suppose to avoid the guy when the guy wouldn't leave her alone for one stickin afternoon. She clenched her tiny little fists while sucking in a sharp breath of air and puffing it back out. She stomped her way to the doors and glide one of them open.
Zoya: What the f**k are you doing?
She yelled at him giving him one of her most dangerous glares, she was standing right at the frame of the door but soon stepped back seeing him come in, the nerve of this guy.
Asad: What the hell am I doing what the hell are you doing, singing around in that little towel of yours as if there wasn't anyone in your room, you know they have a bathroom for that sort of thing, thank Allah that it was me or otherwise what would have happened to you?
He screamed back with seriousness written on his face, but unfortunately she wasn't backing down even though she felt a little fluttery noticing the concern for her in his voice.
Zoya: How the hell did you come up here?
Asad: Well your dorm manager didn't let me in
Zoya: That means she's doing her job, now get out.
She said pointing towards the door. Asad let out a chuckle
Asad: You honestly think that after climbing up the side of the building I will go back down without even talking to you.
That's what she was afraid of, she didn't want to talk to him about anything. She lowered her gaze to the floor
Zoya: There isn't anything to talk about, now get out before...before...before I call the guards.
She was trying to threaten him but she had underestimated him, she may be Zoya Farooqui but he was Asad Ahmed Khan. Asad just leaned against the wall on his side with a smirk crossing his arms over his chest in the process.
Asad: Okay then call em
He said it as if it didn't mean a thing which to him it didn't, he was the most popular guy of the college and you don't exactly become popular by getting good grades. Zoya gave him a confused look but regained herself.
Zoya: Look I'm going to count to 3 and if you are not gone by then I swear I will scream.
Asad: Okay go on
She was getting nervous now, the guy was still as a rock,
Zoya: 1
No movement
Zoya: 2
Nothing. God why did he have to be so difficult. He still stood there staring at her with that stupid smirk. She let out a defeated sigh and stomped her foot a clear sign letting him know that he had won the battle.
Zoya: Fine what do you want???
Asad: First go and change, I don't exactly think that if your going to be wearing that then there will be just talking
He said with his eyes pointing towards her towel. Zoya was first a bit confused then looked down to what his eyes were pointing at, she gasped realizing that she was still in her towel. She looked backed up at him, who's smirk had gotten wider. She gave out a huff of annoyance and marched her way into the bathroom shutting the door with a loud bang which was suppose to scare him ended up making him chuckle and shake his head at her.
10 minutes later.
She came out wearing one of her white salwaar kameez, her was a little less dried but still messed up but that didn't stop her from looking ethereal. She put on her mad + I'm going to kill you soon face and walked up to Asad who was comfortable sitting on her bed. She glared down at him demanding him to get up, to which he did.
Zoya: What do you wanna talk about?
She said with her tone making it sound like she was the least bit interested in the conversation.
Asad: Why weren't you in school today?
He asked crossing his arms over his chest giving her a serious look
Zoya: Maybe you need to get your ears cleaned because I told Aalia and Humeira that I was ill.
Asad: Yeah I can see that, you have a different way of getting better, you know, you should become a doctor, maybe you'll write down as your prescription for people to sing and dance around in their towels if they get a cold right? I mean it worked for you.
She didn't say anything just looked around everywhere but at him while he was staring at her catching her every reaction.
Zoya: Okay so I'm not ill, you happy now, now will you please just get out?
Who was she kidding this guy was never going to leave, but she was going trying to avoid "the talk" for as long as she could. Asad meanwhile was getting frustrated, he didn't want to wait any longer so he just jumped to why he was really here
Asad: Why didn't you pick up my calls, I have been calling you every hour for the past couple of days
Zoya: Because...because...because my phone was missing, there
She said the best lie that popped in her mind. Asad put his hand in the back of his pocket and pulled out her phone not moving his eyes even an inch.
Asad: You mean this phone, the same phone I found lying on your bed
Zoya: Okay great you found it, now if you don't mind I have a lot of homework to do so please get out
She said while turning around and trying to look and sound like as if she was busy, but he saw right through her.
Asad: Zoya why are you avoiding me?
Zoya: Why would I avoid you, there isn't really a reason for me to avoid so I'm not avoiding you
She was talking really fast and moving around the room like a bee was about to get crushed by a newspaper. Asad was getting really angry now, the girl is so stubborn. He took a deep breath and counted to 10 till he spoke again watching Zoya as she pulled out the textbooks from her bookshelf in an attempt to look busy.
Asad: You know what I'm talking about, on our date, we kissed and you ran away, why??
Dang it, she put the textbooks down with a bang on the computer table.
Zoya: Yes we kissed like you said it doesn't mean anything, people do it all the time now please leave.
She emphasized the last part practically shouting at him without turning around, she knew if she was to say that to him while looking at him she would have melted and surrendered. Asad meanwhile had enough, he gritted his teeth and in the blink of an eye he was standing right behind her, he grabbed her right arm effectively turning her around causing her to slam against him, he held on to both her upper arms digging his nails in her baby soft sink out of anger.
Asad: You know that it meant something to you why don't you just admit GOD DAMN IT
Zoya: Because I don't feel anything for you
She snapped right back at him, she pulled herself out of his grip and turned the other way rubbing her palms over her face, only god knew how hard it was for her to say that but she had to, she couldn't risk getting hurt again, she wouldn't allow it. Asad knew that she didn't mean it so taking a deep breath he walked closer to her and held her upper arm gently. Okay so anger wasn't working time for plan 2.
Asad: Zoya...
He said with barley a whisper, he turned her around while she just kept looking down. He held her other arm softly.
Asad: Look me in the eye and tell me you don't feel anything for me
He said while pushing her chin up, forcing her to look at him. He could see that there were tears in her eyes but she wasn't going to let them spill, he softened up his posture not wanting to scare her anymore. He observed her face, she was truly beautiful, she had baby soft skin with her big baby brown innocent eyes and her baby soft lips, he just wanted to slam her against his chest and snuggle with her
Asad: Look me in the eye and tell me that whenever I'm close to you, you don't feel anything
He said so in a whisper moving her upper body closer to him and fortunately for him she didn't move back. He lifted the back oh his knuckles and almost as a feather, traced her face to which she close her eyes and leaned into. Zoya meanwhile had enough of herself, she was getting tired of avoiding him, she knew that sooner or later she would have given up so looks like its a lot sooner than later
Asad: Look me in the eye and tell me whenever I touch you, you don't feel a spark
He softly stroked her cheek with the back of his right forefinger. His gaze went down to her lips, he remembers how he had sucked on them a couple of hours ago and now wishes that they were back in time to that night. He moved himself closer in on her, their lips were only inches apart. Her eyes were open by now but she didn't want to move back, she was frozen to the spot.
Asad: Look me in the eye and tell me that you didn't feel anything when I kissed you
He said it while staring at her lips stroking it to feel its softness. She was captivated by his touch that without realizing she blurted out in the same thick voice...
Zoya: What was I suppose to feel?
With that he pulled herself to him bringing their lips together for their second kiss. Unlike last time this kiss was slow and romantic, one being tired of the chasing while the other being tired of the running. Zoya grabbed his shoulders and fisted her tiny hands to keep balance, while Asad moved his hands from her shoulders to her waist and held it possessively. They continued to kiss each other with Asad smiling in between for the victory. After 5 minutes of kissing they both moved back for the need of oxygen with their foreheads touching. They breathed in and out gasping for air while Asad smirked at Zoya.
Zoya: Why are you smirking?
She asked in a playful manner showing her deep dimples.
Asad: Well because this is my first win to many of our little fights
Zoya: Hey I let you win this time...only this time k, so don't flatter yourself my friend
She snapped back at him
Asad: Don't you mean boyfriend
He replied back smirking and tightening his hold around her waist, he opened his mouth to say something but Zoya beat him to it by smacking their lips together to which he responded back almost immediately. Okay maybe sometimes she can win, oh who am I kidding she's always gonna win, but hey, I'm not complaining
Pre-cap:
Days later
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