Asya SS : Interview * Part one to five* :) - Page 42

I heard a sound and realized that lift had stopped; I thought the doors would open to reveal someone, but realized that lift had not just stopped but got stuck! Shit! Now what to do? What if the oxygen doesn't reach me? What if something happens to me? What if the lift goes crashing down? All this frustration came out of mouth as a loud shriek. I started banging the lift doors.

"Anyone there, Help me!! Help!! Help!!" I started my calls.

"Ms. Farooqui" I heard a calm voice behind me. I then recognized that I was not alone in this lift, Mr. Khan was also with me. I looked at him and then again started shouting my panic calls."Help me!"

"Ms.Farooqui" I heard him again. I ignored and continued with my rescue calls. Before I could shout again, a hand grabbed my shoulder and turned me into a 180 angle.

"Zoya!!" he shouted, this made me to shut up.

"Calm down Zoya! If you keep shouting like this people will think something else is happening" he explained me in a soothing voice.

"But what if something happened to me?" I express my fear innocently.

"Nothing will happen to you. I am there here right? Don't worry. Trust me" The sincerity in his voice soothed my nerves. Somewhere I knew if by chance anything happens he will be there either to protect me or save me.

As, I closed my eyes and cleared all the panic stricken thoughts, I realized that he was still holding me. I looked into his eyes which were filled with reassurance, concern and...

I couldn't name what the other one was. AS I broke our trance, he withdrew his hands. Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, I tried to stop my reddening cheeks. I seriously don't know why they never stop around him. I walked to the corner of the lift and dropped myself on the floor. He too sat on the opposite side. He started calling someone whom I supposed to be technician.

So, Me, Zoya Farooqui got stuck in a lift with Asad Ahmed Khan, hottest living being on two legs. Can something be more awesome?

"Are you ok?" he asked bringing me out of my teenager like thoughts.

"Yeah yeah am fine" I replied with a faint smile. He showed his dimples and continued fidgeting with his phone.

"Allah Miyyan please don't let this lift open anytime soon; don't let it open soon" I started chanting loudly but stopped myself when I felt his gaze on me. I turned to find him giving me 'what's wrong with you' kind of look.

"Wo Mr. Khan from morning whatever I don't want is only happening to me. So I thought wishing like this will make the lift doors open soon" I said sheepishly. He chuckled on it.

"It's just that I have to travel long Mr. Khan, that's why I want to get out soon" I said justifying myself.

"Then you must inform your parents, they might be waiting for you. I talked with the technician; he said that it would take about an hour"

"Oh, but I don't stay with my parents you see, they live in LA. I live alone."

"Oh, for how many years have you been here?" he asked casually.

"3 years! Three years have got completed since I joined New York Times" I said excitedly.

"So don't you feel lonely in this big city" he asked lowering his eyes.

"No way Mr. Khan. I have bunch lot of people for me"

"So do you have a... um..."

"Boyfriend" I completed for him."No way Mr. Khan!" I shouted. "How could you think like that? Although I stay here, I still believe in institution of marriage okay? "I explained him. I was confused on my reaction. Firstly why did I shout and secondly why would it matter if he thinks am taken.

"Oh, that's um... great " he said. He was controlling his smile, it was visible.

"Mr. Khan Can I tell you something, you have a great choice of architecture. I loved your office" I dint know why I said that, maybe to continue our conversation. He shifted and stretched his legs and loosened his tie. If looks could kill, I guess am sure by now I would have been in hell. I closed my eyes and in a swift move focused myself on the beautiful flooring of lift.

"Thanks Ms. Farooqui, glad that you liked it" he said in the most pleasant voice.

"More how much time MR. Khan, it's just so suffocating inside."I said pissed off at my plight. I saw that there was a fan on the upper corner of the lift. I stood up and went closer to it. Emergency fan I supposed, I jumped to reach the switch but all I did was catch air in my hands. Suddenly as if I got super wings I was lifted by air and now was easily able to reach that fan's switch. I looked down to see what invisible force made e fly. All I could see was MR. Khan holding me with my legs. Although I was wearing jeans the heat from his body wasn't helping me to complete my motive.

"DO it quickly Ms. Farooqui" He ordered. "Yeah" I mumbled while clearing all irrational thoughts. I quickly switched on the fan. He lowered me consciously; my back was facing his front. I took this as an opportunity to hide my blush. Now I was trapped between him and the lift walls. I didn't want to face him, but I had to. I turned around to look into his orbs, in which I felt myself loose all my senses. The look in his eyes made me so weak that I would fall on him anytime. We both didn't want to break our trance. He was so close to me that if moved a inch I will be in his arms. That would make my plight even more worse I thought.

Just then the lift moved and he fell on me. Ohmygod. I was being pressed into his chest while he was holding on to my back. We were HUGGING! All because of this stupid lift. We broke our embrace, and moved away from each other as if we were on fire. I shook my head and tried to stop my running heart beat. It was beating so fast that anytime it would explode. We both didn't know what to talk and thus avoided each other's gaze. From corner of my eyes I saw him in the same situation. But what I noticed on his shirt took my breath away!!

My lipstick was on his shirt! Shit!

"MR. Khan!!" I shouted. He suddenly looked at me.

"What happened?" he asked.

"WO, on your shirt...on your shirt... my... my lipstick!" I stammered. H understood and searched for it on his shirt. He finally saw it.

"Am so sorry Mr. Khan" I whispered.

"It's okay Ms.Farooqui, you didn't do it intentionally" he said calmly. He is such a generous person I thought. He took out his over coat from his bag and wore it so that no one can see it.

Just then the lift doors finally opened to the parking lot.

"Finally your wish got granted " he said pointing toward my chanting.

"Yeas Mr. Khan" I said while grinning at him."And thank you so much for calming me." I said while stopping in front of my car.

"Oh, it was nothing. So how are you going?"

"My car" I pointed towards my car.

"Okay then, have safe drive. Nice meeting you once again." He said while giving his hand.

"Pleasure is all mine Mr. Khan" I said while I shook my hand with his. I didn't know why but I wanted to hug him at that moment. Maybe because I liked being in his arms or because this felt like a long goodbye.

"Bye Mr. Khan" I said while moving towards my car. I suddenly felt wet in my eyes. I seriously didn't know why.

"Bye Ms. Farooqui" he replied sadly while walking to his car.

I gave him one last look over his retreating back and drove off to nothingness.

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