SS: If I Stay [Alpha] pg24 - Page 4

Originally posted by: Peeves.

This is really good , though what the heck is up with Asad , is he a druggie ? 😆

Originally posted by: bittersweet1126

I can't wait to see where you end up taking this! Please update soon 😃

Originally posted by: yumna.imad

OMG! wht a chapter👏

ASAD!!!!! Mr. Jerk Ahmed Khan😡🤬

My poor Zoe😭

Continue soon... And i want Asad to suffer like helll

he hurted my Zoe too much🤔

Originally posted by: najma123

Intriguing... Is Asad into drugs? Do continue... Its a mystery... If I stay? ... And if you can PM... It would be great.

Originally posted by: Nitya_Suresh

This is so good.. I love it.. So intense..
What is wrong with Asad? How can he act like a jerk to her.. Poor Zoya.. :(
And he left her? Freaking hell!!
I am so hoping that he realizes his mistake..
Looking forward to what happens next.. :)
Please so pm me..:)

Originally posted by: asifiqbalsh

Awesome update
Poor zoya waited for asad. He acted as jerk. Waiting to know the reason abt his behaviour. Continue soon plz. Thanks

Note: The first half of this story is written in broken flashbacks so you can piece things together looking at the title and the timeline (i.e. Early 2000s). The story will continue in chronological order once we reach present time (i.e. 2015).

[Jab They Met]

Colarodo City, 2002

Zoya Farooqi walked into her best friend's basement carrying a six pack of beers and a confident head on her shoulders. Said best friend was also the boy she had been crushing on for two long years and today would be the day she would tell him.

Yes, oh yes, Zo was the cliched girl BFF who had watched from the sidelines as he told story after story about his cheerleader girlfriend. Finally they were over and now was her chance.

Okay, okay, don't make up your mind just yet. They'd been broken up for two months. She'd given him enough space. But graduation was in six months and it was now or never. He'd go away for college soon and god knew she never wanted to leave this town so...

A leery whistle interrupted her thoughts. It was the BFF's younger brother (also known as her future BF but we will get to that). For now, all you need to know is this boy was checking her out and had no shame in making it known.

Asad Ahmed Khan, the younger of the two Khan boys, slung his arms around the loveseat, put his feet up on the coffee table and eyed his brother's not-girlfriend-girlfriend up and down before finally settling his gaze on her gigantic boobs.

Dude! What was his brother doing not getting it one with this hourglass...oh! She looked angry but before she could get a word out his brother slung his arm around her shoulder and pulled her away effectively breaking up an impending brawl.

"You know", Asad called after them. "You didn't even introduce us".

Big brother turned around, hand on hip, and brought out his stern voice. "All you need to know is that she is a good girl and you are WAY too bad, not to mention young, for her".

Like heck he cared! Besides, Asad wasn't one to follow the rules. Getting it on with a bombshell would earn him a spot in the school's hall of fame. She was the prey and she better believe it.

Or he had OTHER ways.

For the next one hour he watched her with furrowed brows, shifting this way and that way, trying to explain a calculus problem to his idiot brother who couldn't get anything through that thick skull of his.

Finally, the brother gave up, jumped out of his seat and dashed up the stairs to get food. He was probably just embarrassed by his own stupidity. Asad took this chance to stalk closer to her, steal a beer or two. His brother would never let him drink until legal age but what did that nerd know about how the world runs!

Just as he leaned over the sofa to reach for the case, her ass came into view, like two full moons barely contained in the fabric of her red skinny jeans. Goddamnit, he couldn't begin to recount what such glorious ass-ets did to his downstairs when clad in red. RED! He fidgeted unexpectedly making a rustle that was she was sure to notice. Shit, he was caught!

But she didn't. Instead, the girl was busy trying to memorize a speech that sounded stuck in her throat.

"Benni", she spoke animatedly. Then, slowed down. "I like you", she mumbled under her breath. "He's gonna say no", she admonished herself immediately.

"Then don't do it", Asad found himself chiming in before he could think it over.

"What?" she turned around startled.

"I said don't say shit. My brother ain't what you look for in a man".

Zoya stared at this potty mouthed little boy, excuse her, teenager, telling her to forgo a confession that even she didn't hold in confidence. Way to go girl! Now she had lost even the last flicker of hope that she actually stood a chance.

"Why?"

"You are too good for him", he deadpanned.

"Oh really?" she looked amused like he was a little child sprouting nonsense. He'd show her otherwise. He jumped up to her side, slipping one arm around her waist and using the other to turn her chin up and face him. Before she could make room for rational thought, his lips were on her- pressed firm, smooth and rugged mixed in one. She gasped in surprise and that gave him enough opening to deepen the kiss. His fingers threaded in her thick curly hair as his mouth continued to explore hers. He could feel her fists hitting his shoulders in weak protest but the rest of her was frozen still. He was enjoying this way too much and would have continued had it not been for the genius Benni who knocked the wind out him with a punch.

"Such great timing!" Asad spat out trying to recover from the blow.

"What the f**k are you doing?" Benni hid Zo behind his chest protectively. Asad was seething. Asad Ahmed Khan was many things but a jealous f**ker wasn't one of them. But seeing the girl he'd kissed fit so snug into another man's arms didn't bode well with him. Even if that other man was brother, especially if that other man was his brother. The brother she had crush on. Right, this was bound to be messy. Asad was a trouble magnet and he knew it now more than ever.

Zoya stood dumbfounded, hand on mouth, thoughts racing, heart racing, legs ready to give in. She had a feeling this was a shock from which she could not recover.