[FF] ZaYa: French Kiss [Part 14 pg 27]30.03.15

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astha

@Asthuox

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Posted: 11 years ago

Hey, my name is Astha. im new in this forum.Zaya chemistry has got me fixed into the show COMPLETELY. The pair is beyond words. I came across one of their video's on youtube and since then I am trying to catch on the storyline. This couple has become one of my favourites and I couldn't help but write a FF about them ESPECIALLY also cause of the wait for Monday's episode.

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This FF will involve around the point of views of the two main characters however I will be writing as second person too. You may notice the repeats of some text/scenes and the reasons for this is in the the two pov views I will be highlighting the feeling and thoughts ofboth the characterson the

This is theintro, do give your feedbacks so I can carry this idea and hopefully entertain you guys, hehe. And if you want me to PM you for the update do request

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French Kiss

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When Aliya Brigitte Chevrolet meets the enticing Zain Adrien Abdullah, her life sets series of strange events.

She rolled over the bed, feeling annoyed at the heat of the sunlight on her face.

'morning' he softly muttered moving his weight closer to her.

He slowly wrapped his muscular arms around her small waist and pulled her even closer. She quickly turned around in terror and the reality of the morning left her stoned. Her neighbour,was laying naked beside her. </font></p>

Ce doit etre un cauchemar(This has to be a nightmare). She repeatedly told herself as his blue eyes flickeredtowards her.

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Intro & part1 &2 on page one

Part3 on page two

Part4 on page three

Part5 page five

Part6 page seven

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<div>Part 7 page nine

Part 8 page ten

Part 9 page eleven

Part 10 page thirteen

Part 11

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astha

@Asthuox

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Posted: 11 years ago

Part One: First Interaction

Aliya:

I looked up at the clock and sighed.

'5 am! It's been 8 hours since I have arrived home from the airport. The flight from New York to London was a complete nightmare! je ne peux pas blieve je suis toujours eveille (I can't believe I'm still awake)'

I threw the covers off myself annoyed. I was losing my patience towards my sleep. Having no chance in receiving it after many hours I decide to head outside for a walk.

---Outside

I walked and walked and walked. It's what 5:30 am or something and I'm walking in the light fog down my path in my monkey print pajamas. I must be losing my sense. I look ahead and hear voices. Someone was shouting a name. I even hear the bike engine. I started to sense anonymous panics over coming me. I was anxious. I could feel goosebumps race across my arms. I looked around at random scanning the area.

Oh Jesus, I mouthed. There was a negative sigh of any living thing, was I thinking too much or did I actually hear voices.

Maybe I should go back. I told myself.

ZAIN! ZAIN!

Zain. I entrance.

I look around again but found nothing. I feared. I couldn't figure out where the voice was coming from. I did a quick 90 degree turn and began to run. I could hear the bike engine become louder. The cold wind sliced my body with its icy touch. I started to slow down. I hear the name again and glance up and froze on my spot. My whole body turned numb from shock. A bike was zooming towards me. I stayed still with my mouth open. Why can't I move? The heavy wind blows past me and face gets covered by my hair leaving my eyes revealed to visualize my death.

Oh my! I'm going to die so young. Papa, Maman et Ayat je t'aimeI (Dad, Mum and Ayat I love you). I softly whisper inside my mind seeing the bike just few inches apart from me.I blink seeing the bike stop so close to me and my body shakes a bit.

'STUPID GIRL! STOP BLOCKING THE ROAD!' Someone shouts.

And the bike storms past me; his nudge getting me back to my sense completely and automatically my mouths closes. I turn around and captured the quick sight of the biker back before he disappeared in the deep fog ahead. I turn around and see two jeeps heading my way with bunch of people calling his name. I quickly move back and block myself behind a wall before they caught my sight. I waited for them to leave and dashed my way back home. Note to myself, NEVER EVER are these early morning walks are happening again.

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Zain:

Zain! Zain!

I could hear my friends shout really loudly from behind trying to catch up with my speed. Its 5:30 in morning and the morons wanted to have a race. I grin knowing the long distance between us.

I wonder if they will ever catch up. I thought to myself.

I look ahead and my grin vanishes from my face. What the--some girl was blanked out of her mind running randomly on the road. Is she mad? I wondered as I made my engine louder to grab her attention. She looked up and became stoned. My anger raised and I began to lose my patience. Suddenly the strong wind makes her long hair cover her face before I had the chance to notice it. She looked the sample of a bollywood movie ghost. I made the noise of my engine even louder but the mad girl didn't move. I tighten my grip on the handlebars and clutch hard on the brake hoods. My face harden's as the bike stayed moving in front of the girl.

STUPID GIRL! STOP BLOCKING THE ROAD! I shout stopping the bike close to her small figure.

I notice her green eyes blinking making me lose my temper furthermore.

'Idiot' I muttered purposely elbowing her and speeding away.

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astha

@Asthuox

Dazzler

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Posted: 11 years ago

Part Two: Attachment to a strangers voice.

Aliya:

My eyes opened automatically to the loud thud of the guitar. What the hell? I thought as I got up. I scanned my room believing to find a rockstar doing a wild act playing an electric guitar on my bed but only captured thin air. I move my gaze over to my phone and checked the time.

'1 PM' I screamed and jumped out of my bed.

I dashed towards the bathroom but become stoned hearing a voice. It felt familiars.

That bike dude? I wondered

However the tone of sternness had vanished leaving this sweet passion and syrupiness to it. I couldn't understand where the sound was coming from or what words he was saying. I begin to move closer to my window and slowly removed my curtains to glimpse through the opened glass. I blinked. A figure of man stood still shirtless in his superman boxers in the opposite house holding a black string electric guitar. I slightly giggle embarrassed with the image in front of my shameless eyes that kept their focus and explored his body. His tanned back was downy and his muscle strength was toned well. I shifted my eyes to his dark messy hair as he shook his head to the rhythm he stood playing. I couldn't look away. I stood their waiting for him to reveal his face appearance.

But who was he? I wondered.

'Mr & Mrs. Abdullah have been living alone since the day they have shifted here,
mais qui est-il?(but who is he?)' I scratched my head confused.

Maybe a relative Aliya. I assumed.

ZAIN

I turn and hide behind my curtains hearing a yell.

'It's really him' I bite my lip as I glanced once again through the gaps between my tangled curtain. His back still faced me but he turned slightly. Has he started to feel my gaze on him? Perhaps? (After all I'm staring like a pervert)

Stop it Aliya Brigitte Chevrolet ! I remind myself again and again.

But he seems really, different, terribly handsome from the back.

'Quit staring at him. I hissed firmly to myself.

I turn to walk to the bathroom but my ears get caught to the sound of my phone. I quickly move forward and pick it up.

"NO WAY! your dad has fixed your engagement. Comment peut-il le faire? Parv vous vient d'avoir dix-neuf (how can he do that? Parv you just turned nineteen) I think I need to have word with Uncle, n'avez vous inquietez pas, je vais vous appeler aprs je me douche ne pleure pas s'il vous plait(dont you worry, i'll call you after I shower don't cry please)" I spoke softly.

I took a pause for a few minutes and spoke again.

"I won't call, I'll come over instead okay. Stay calm .. bye" I cut the call.

He can't get her married off just yet, what drugs has he been taking. Ridicule(Ridiculous). I thought disappointment.

---25 minutes later.

I walk out drying my hair in my red baggy hood and black leggings humming. Ammi always tells me to remove the hoodies out of my life and dress more girly. It's the most annoying lecture in the century. I throw my towel on my bed and rotate to walk down but his voice froze my steps once again. I sigh and turn.

What's in his voice that it places a spell over me and I can't pull away? I smacked my forehead

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Zain:

Dad came and wakes me up from my great handover. I love my Abbu, he is my idol. He is the straight-forward and the understanding one in the parent's and Ammi on the other hand is the strict, grumpy and self-centred one.

I walk forward and see my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were sallow and exhausted still. I scratch my head yawning.

I hate mornings. I moan to myself.

'W*F' I rub my eyes realising a quick 10 second flashback of the girl from last night.

Why did I just have a flashback of the suicidal idiot? I need to wake up completely from the god dam sleep. I shake my head.

I turn to the end of my bed and grab my guitar. I smiled warmly to myself as I started to play.

'Aren't you somethin' to admire?
'Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror
And I can't help but notice
You reflect in this heart of minez '

ZAIN!

I hear my Ammi's shout. I ignore her. I closed my eyes and carried on singing.

'Aren't you something an original cause it doesn't seem merely a sample'

I stopped for a moment and turn my head slightly. It felt someone's gaze on me. It's strange but I could feel someone intensity looking at me. I waited confused and then finally turned. My eyes capture a girl's hair brush past the curtains. She was wearing some sort of printed pyjamas however she soon started to blend in her room and I lost track of her.

'Perverted girl' I frowned and walked away.

--- 20 mins later.

I was on the phone to Rud few minutes ago and he told the most outrages tale. His dad was planning of getting him engaged to some random girl. His old man was always barmy but he proved it to his son today. I grinned as I walked over to my window. I opened it wider and explored the area. My palms stayed rested on the neck of my guitar.

'Boring' I turn to leave but a sweet musically voice keeps me tangled. I look ahead and see a figure moving around the room. I couldn't see the face; her wet hair was bordering it.

I took a deep breath becoming inpatient. I couldn't wait any longer for her to disclose herself. I looked back and heard my phone buzz.

It must be Rud I told myself. His dad is driving him insane and now he will drive me mental. I walk back into my room.

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mridula

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Posted: 11 years ago

Welcome in forum Astha.Prologue was intersting Aliya end up sleep with Zain.
first part was awesome.ZaYa first half meeting was nice.waiting for next part.update soon.