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" Here I am worried about him and he is having fun with his so called friend Tannnu. He didn't even bothered to inform that he was safe and in hotel." Though she wasn't quite happy with Asad being all alone with Tanveer, she should admit that she had breathed a sigh of relief on finding that he was in the hotel. Otherwise the worst scenarios had crossed her mind hours back. Thank god! He's safe and might be resting. But hey, who was she kidding? As she opened the door, she came across the most painful shock of her life.
There was HER Asad sleeping peacefully with HIS so called friend Tannu in the same bed, who was RESTING her head in HIS naked chest.
Even before she knew she collided on the floor, crying uncontrollably.
The sudden noise had Asad come out of his slumber waking Tanveer along with him. (If she wasn't pretending)
Asad's POV
I woke up with a throbbing headache. Visions blurred. I could hear someone sobbing, and why was that giving me a dull pain in my stomach. As my vision got cleared... I saw...Zoya? Is she crying? But why? As I tried getting off the bed, I came to note down the surrounding. I was in a hotel...in a room...bed..with Tanveer? I looked at myself. Where's my shirt? Damn the shirt! Zoya's more important right now. I hopped off the bed and reached to her in two long strides. " Zoya" I said in a whisper. She looked at me. Her eyes were red. Bloodshot red. Her face bore an expression of...hurt...pain...disgust...anger...And it killed me. "Zoya, trust me! I don't.." But before I could speak further she stopped me by raising her palm in front of my face motioning me to shut up! " Why Asad? Why? If that was all you wanted why did you toy my feelings?" She whispered. "No! Zoya.." I tried to explain but she stopped me yet again. Enough! Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan. You broke my trust, belief on you. I hate you and moreover I hate myself for falling in love with you." Saying this she stood up and ran away. I wanted to stop her. Gather her in my arms and clear all the misunderstandings. Then I realized, misunderstandings?' I myself don't know what had actually happened in this room. I tried hard to remember...
Flashback: Asad's POV
Mayank sir had asked me to drop Tanveer to the hotel and get back. After we reached I talked to the manager and he handed me the key. She was still clinging onto my body but I ignored it keeping her unconsciousness into account. We entered the room and as I was about to lie her on the bed...I...I felt something...something like a sharp prick on my upper arm...and then...blank! I tried hard to remember but I could remember nothing...Nothing at all!
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Present: Zoya's POV
I couldn't stay there...I couldn't see his face...It screamed BETRYAL... How could he do that to me? How could he make me believe in US, in happily ever after and then break it all in the next moment? I never thought that my first love would turn out to be this. A lie... A betrayal. My heart was always under my control, than why the hell did I let him rule it? I always feared love, because I feared of not being loved back...but this? Betrayal was out of my territory!
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DTUians were in Nepal to create memories...beautiful memories of their college life. They were here to enjoy to the fullest...savor each and every moment...but it gave the worst memories ever to Asad and Zoya. They would remember this trip forever. Not because it gave them beautiful memories but because, in this very trip they faced the bitter truth of their life. One lost The love of his life' and the other lost faith from the word, love'. One thing was for sure, they both weren't going to move ahead in their life. They couldn't forget what they shared with each other and hold someone else's hand. They just couldn't.
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They were now in Tribhuwan Airpot, heading back to Delhi. Aayan and Humeira were in silence Zone'. Zoya had been ignoring Asad since past three days. Asad had tried thousands a time on making her talk to him, but she would just brush him off. Eventually he stopped, thinking that she needed time. Moreover he had Najma, Armaan, Ridz , Aayan and Humeira to deal with. They had been pestering him to spill the beans regarding Zoya's behavior. Ridz and Humeira had tried several times to ask Zoya itself, but she just wouldn't answer. She ate, just because she had to live. They could hear her sobs till late night. She wouldn't speak at all. Once a chirpy bubbly Zoya was lost somewhere.
Armaan had arranged Asad and Zoya's seat together with a hope of bringing improvements in their relationship, because reasons weren't required. One look at their friends' face and they could say, they were not at all okay. They needed to talk, to make things work between them. Only if he knew, there was nothing to talk about. Asad tried few times but Zoya just plugged in the earpiece of her Ipod and kept ignoring his presence beside her. Asad had one more thing to deal with, Tanveer'.
After making several knocks at Zoya's door which went all in vain that day he had moved back to Tanveer, to hear her part of story. He needed explanations and there was no one beside Tanveer to offer him that. But after he did, he wished he hadn't. Her part of story surely gave him a nice blow on his face. She had said that she was too unconscious to remember well enough, but she could remember some blur images of him leading her to the hotel room and then some censored details of what transpired between them which left him dumbfounded. Some part of his heart said that he shouldn't believe Tanveer but he was too stressed to notice her evil smirks.
Delhi Airport
DTUian were back from an adventurous trip to Nepal. In the last three days they had been to Lumbini ( Birth place of Gautam Buddha), Jomsom ( Kashmir of Nepal) , Namche Bazzar ( Gateway to Mt. Everest), Illam ( The green city of Nepal) and then finally to the Kathmandu valley ( Capital city of Nepal). Physically they were exhausted but mentally, emotionally overwhelmed. While the seven bests of friends had different stories to summarize. Najma, Armaan and Ridz were walking behind the other four who were lost in their own world. Armaan's plan of getting Asad and Zoya was of no avail and hence they were discussing further plans of making things alright between the fours. Aayan and Humeira's story was different. They were just hesitant but the indifference between Asad and Zoya couldn't be ignored.
Lost in these thoughts Najma didn't notice that Armaan and Ridz had moved far ahead and she was the only one left behind. As she hurried to catch the rest she didn't realize that the lace of her shoes had been untied and in the process she lost her balance. With a loud scream she prepared herself to hit the cold floor but that never happened. Instead she felt a tight grip on her hand, balancing the upper part of her body with the lower one. She opened her eyes to find herself drowning in the pool of chocolaty brown orbs. Those beautiful eyes when showed a hint of mischievousness, she realized what position they were in. Suddenly getting out of his strong arms, she stuttered, "I..I am s..sorry. I d...didn't realize...m..my" "Calm down beautiful. That's alright. Now tie your lies. You won't find Zyan everywhere to hold you." Her head shot up at the mention of "Zyan" but then thought there may be thousand plus Zyan around the world. So there was no way, her Zyan would be here, right in front of her eyes, that too in this way. She didn't have that huge faith in destiny. Thanking him once again she made her way outside the airport.
"Finally back to home!" Aayan shouted as the seven stepped inside the Khan Villa.
"Welcome back children." Rashid said from the dining hall.
All the seven threw their luggage in the living hall and ran to the Dining area. " Kheer! Wow phoopi. I'm not gonna share this with anyone. Inke liye kuch aur banadijiye." Zoya squealed while the others were shocked as this was the first time in last few days they had seen Zoya actually speak out loud. That is when Asad realized, he had to mask his sadness as well, for the sake of his parents and for Zoya. " Mom, you know that kheer is my favorite. Aur who bhi apke haat ka toh I can't share with anyone." He pulled the kheer bowl from Zoya's hand. " No, phoopi has made this kheer for ME." She pulled the bowl back. "No...for me." He pulled it back once again. " Allah miyaan what's wrong with you Mr. Khan. This is mine matlab this is MINE. Waise bhi Kheer contains lots of calorie and that's not good for your six packs." "Oh yeah yeah. Have it yourself. You already are fatty so it won't affect you, Ms. Fatty Farooqui. Take it. I don't want" He handed the bowl in her hand. "Hawww Mr. Khan. What did I say you? Ladkiyon ko moti nahi kehte...kya nahi kehete?" "Moti...toh when did I say moti? I said Fatty Farroqui." He said winking.
"Heyyy Fatty Farooqui." Someone's cheerful voice from the entrance door caught everyone's attention which was followed by gasps of surprises.
"Zyan! Omg!" Zoya rushed out of the dining area into the arms of the guy standing in the door with arms wide open.
"You are here for real? What a pleasant surprise. You guys were coming after a week right? Mom! Dad!" She gave a bear hug to both her parents who were overwhelmed to have their daughter in their arms after nearly six months.
Yes we are here for real Ms. Fatty Farooqui. Actually I'm not that stupid you know. I said you that we are coming in next 15 days as per Dad's plan of surprising you. And you even scolded me for making his plan flop by revealing that to you. But TADA! I double played, Smart me!." He winked at her while Zoya was surprised by this new found technique of her brother. She couldn't help but hug him once again and yeah, ignoring the "Ms. Fatty Farooqui" part. Only she knew her brother well. If she got angry he would keep tagging along with the "Ms. Fatty Farooqui".
By now the whole members in the dining had gathered in the living hall and pleasantries were being exchanged. Old friends kept hugging each other; after all they were seeing each other after long time. Zyan being Zoya's brother and carrying the same gene was as fun loving as her. He without second thoughts joined the youngsters after greeting his Rashid uncle and Dilshad phoopi. "Hey guys, you might have come to know already, anyway being formal, he's Zyan, My younger brother." Zoya introduced Zyan to her friends. "Hey sissy, that's not required, I am here to introduce myself." He pushed Zoya aside and firstly went to the girls section," Ladies first you know" He winked at the boys who were amused at this guy already. " Hey beautiful girls, I'm Zyan. Naam toh suna hi hoga, ahhaaan." He mimicked SRk while Zoya rolled her eyes at her brother's antics. " Yeah. Yeah. Suna hai. But that of Zyan Mallik. Koi arrey gairey Zyan Farooqui ka nahi." Najma who was already shocked on seeing the airport guy at her house replied after recovering from her initial shock. "Oh hey, you are the same shoe lace girl from the airport right? Woah! Nice meeting you once again pretty lady." He said holding her hand with his gaze fixed on hers." " You guys have met each other earlier?" Zoya's voice brought them out of their staring session. "Yeah Zoya, today itself, in the airport." And then turning to Zyan, "Same here, I'm Najma" she said trying to get her hand out of his hold. Between all her nervousness she failed to notice the look of confusion in his eyes. Clearing the random thoughts out of his mind, Zyan turned to Humeira and Riddhima and shook his hand in a gentle manner.
Then he literally launched himself into the boys and hugged them fiercely as if they were some long lost friends. " Now, c'mon tell me who among you is Asad. Wait lemme guess." He said with his index finger on his chin. Zoya's head shot up at this. She had mentioned Asad's name several time during their chats but never had she revealed that Asad is her boyfriend, oh sorry Was'. She thought sadly and once again the sadness started surfacing around her to which she scolded herself Get a grip on yourself Zoya. You need to. You can't hurt you parents, dost, phoopi'. "You! And I know I'm right." Zyan said pointing at Asad while the others were amused at his brilliant guess. He hugged Asad the second time whispering, "Double hug for my would-be-brother in law." Asad smiled sadly at Zyan. How much he wished he could go back to the time and make everything alright.
After a while the Farooqui's left to their home for taking some rest as they were tired after the long flight. So did Ridz and Armaan. The other's retired to their room for early afternoon nap as they were tired after their trip.
Asad was tossing and turning over his bed thinking about the last few days. How his life twisted in such a short span of time. He was so happy with Zoya in his life. But, a gush of wind and she was blown away. He wanted to scream, cry, shout, but he couldn't. Nothing, to get his Zoya back. Today, he had seen that happiness in her eyes after three long days. And he was more than thankful to Farroqui's for that. A beep beep sound of the cell phone brought him out of his reveries. He went through the new message and smiled a little. "I want to talk to you. Meet me at the terrace." Zoya had messaged. Maybe, maybe there still was a chance.
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