|AsYa FF| :The Runaways: (Note-Page102) - Page 56

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Zoya

His words rang in my head, over and over again like some kind of a hypnotizing mantra or a chant.

He wanted to stay.

"I...I have no words to say..." He broke me off mid sentence.

"You don't have to say anything, Zoya your actions have said enough." He said with a trace of a smile on his lips while he gently caressed my cheek with his knuckles.

I looked up at him, his fringe had grown longer and was currently irritating him that I could make out, but he did nothing to push it back. So the next moment I knew I pushed it back the fringe from his forehead so that I could see his honey-brown eyes clearly. God his hair was soft.

I swear I heard his breath hitch when I did that.

"I'm sorry..." And again I was cut-off mid sentence.

"Its alright, I like it." He said, a tinge of red coloring his cheeks, gently he took my hand in his and placed them on his cheek. I was positive my heart had stopped beating at that moment.

Here we stood, in a deserted corridor infront of the infirmary in the dark with no one to disturb our secret little moment.

"It's been constantly bugging me...I need to ask you this Zoya...I heard people say that you'd been kicked out from your foster home because of drugs but you say that your orphanage people sent you to India..." He said, his eyebrows furrowed up in confusion.

"I...said that. I told them that it's better if they say that I took drugs and was kicked out rather than saying that I am a rape victim. I hate when people look at me as if I'm made of glass, I'm not that fragile for God's sake!" I said and let out a strangled breath.

"I sometimes seriously wonder how you manage to bottle up so much anger, courage and strength in your tiny little body." Asad said, and I let out a small giggle.

His eyes shone brightly when I did that.

"God...I'm never going to get used to this sound...it sounds like church bells tinkling." He said his eyes looked more honey than brown in the night.

I could feel the blush creep up in my cheeks.

"And your blush..." He said and gently touched my cheek with his fingertips. My heart started beating so fast that I thought it might give me a cardiac arrest.

We heard a door close in the distance and jumped apart from each other's embrace. I could see the nurse at the end of the corridor.

"Mr. Khan! What are you doing here in the middle of the night? You have school in less than five hours and this young lady needs some rest! You better leave if you don't want detention first thing in the morning." The nurse said she was beyond angry.

Asad gently and discreetly squeezed my hand gave me a small smile and left, while I stood there with a goofy grin plastered on my face.

"Miss Farooqi, I don't have to remind you again and again that you have twelve stitches and you need rest you just can't roam about the entire school until I say so." The nurse said took me by my hand and steered me inside the room.

She made me lie down and handed my pills, after chugging them down, I pulled up the comforter upto my chin and closed my eyes.

I was sure my dreams wouldn't be haunting tonight.

~*OoO*~

Asad

Holy cow, did I just skip? Did I just click my heels together? Okay, I'm definitely going insane here. I reached my room and as soon as I twisted the doorknob, the lights suddenly switched on nearly giving me a heart attack.

"So what were you exactly doing in the middle of the night? And don't give me the crap about studying your book shelf hasn't been touched and I can make that out because of you OCD." Ayaan said who was currently sitting right infront of me on the huge armchair with Humeira right beside him. They looked intimidating and I gulped.

"I...uh...had gone out." I said and started playing with the hem of my t-shirt.

"No shit, Sherlock." Humeira said and cocked her right eyebrow. I was in shit loads of trouble.

"Okay, okay." I sighed in defeat. "I was out with Zoya."

"Zoya?" Ayaan asked me.

"Yep Zoya." I said.

"My five hundred bucks, c'mon give them to me quick." Humeira said and placed her open palm right infront of Ayaan's face.

"God! I should've known." He said grumpily and took a five hundred rupee note from his hip pocket. What exactly was going on here?

"I told you he was out with Zoya, but no you never listen to your intelligent girlfriend, this will teach you a lesson and you'll never have a bet with me." She said in a sing song voice while she tucked away the note in her pocket.

"You guys placed a bet on me?" I said and shook my head disbelievingly.

"Not on you smarty-pants on you and Zoya. Pshh what do you think of yourself? The world does not revolve around you, you know." Humeira said and flicked her hair over her shoulder. I suppressed a groan.

"And pray tell why did you place a bet on Zoya and me?" I said and stressed on and' just like Humeira had. She gave me a huge grin.

"Well we had come here like hours ago to talk to you about the Country Rock Festival that Apollo International, our brother school is hosting. And you as the head boy are the leader on this thing and have to take the entire year eleven and twelve for the festival. So we had just come to you know ask if you were participating or not but as soon as we got here, viola! What do we see? You gone. And it does not take a genius to figure out exactly where you were gone." She said and snickered at the end.

I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment, Humeira snickered even louder.

"I had just gone to check up on her, okay? Nothing else." I said hotly.

"We never asked you, Asad." Ayaan spoke after a long time with a hint of amusement in his voice. They were having fun at my expense now, great!

"Check up on her...and you've been checking up on her for like six hours?" Humeira said and pressed her lips together to keep her from laughing. God it had been six hours? It only felt like minutes!

"Give the lover-boy a break will ya, Humeira? He's turned into a tomato already!" Ayaan said and laughed loudly while I stood awkwardly there. This was so not funny.

"Sorry..." She said and sobered up. "So are you going to participate or not? As being the cultural committee head I got to know that only five students had come up with their names rest all have kinda chickened out. You know it's the biggest music fest for high schools in the country they don't want to get embarrassed! And we've always won the award for the highest participants and also for the best male performer, courtesy you. So are you gonna take part and save our school's pride?" Humeira said and pleaded with her puppy-dog face.

I sighed heavily. "Fine I will, but when's the fest anyway?" I asked her.

"After a week." She said chirpily.

"After one week?! And you're telling this to me now?" I asked her, mortified how was I going to prepare now? With just seven days in hand?

"Asad...you always do it no need to over-react okay? And by that time your girl will be well enough to come with us hopefully." Ayaan said and exited the room with Humeira right when I was going to throw a cushion at him.

I sat down on my bed and started to rack my brains. I had to work really hard this time this year would be my last for the music fest. Zoya would also be attending it, not that I would admit that out loud infront of those two lunatics.

So I grabbed my comforter pulling it to my chest I closed me eyes and drifted off to sleep. The last scene which played before my eyes was Zoya's giggling and her beautiful blush.

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Here's a sneak peak for the next chapter-

"Najma! What are you doing here? Are you alright princess...?" I asked her and grabbed by her shoulders and hugged her tightly, she sniffed into my chest and grabbed fistfuls of my shirt.

"Bhai Jaan I'm fine...the doctors say that I don't have much time left...so I begged Dadi and she let me come here to see you...Abbu and Ammi would've never agreed." She said softly and started crying again.

I hugged her even tighter, as if it could protect her from the disease that's been eating her from the inside all this time.

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