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Hola peepz! Ok, I'm 100% sure most of you are like, "Who the heck is she?" 😆 I can't blame you considering the fact I haven't written anything on AsYa since like 7 months or something? 😆 Okay well I'm here again with something after centuries. 😆 This basically is my continued version of the apology scene in episode 149, when Asad hadn't heard Zoya out about not giving the shawl when Tanveer was burning. This might be a two shot or a three shot which I'm not sure about yet. And I'll just warn you, this stuff is pretty shit, when I write something I keep it with myself at least for a day trying to improve it and that usually works but this time I couldn't wait coz I was way too excited to see all your pretty faces again and it turned out to be crap. 😆 Okay well I'll stop ranting now and let you guys read.
~ All I Ever Wanted ~
He stood in front of her door, apprehensively, contemplating on going any further. He sighed, he started the mess, he had hurt her. All over again. He could her soft cries from the other end. Reluctantly he brought his arm towards the door and knocked. The sound of her cries instantly halted. She was probably pretending to be asleep. Asad quietly shuffled in, closing the door behind him. He stopped by her side and knelt down. He could almost hear her breath hitch. Asad stayed there, his breath fanning her face. Anything he seemed to want to say to her, made no sense.
"Zoya?", he called out. Quite obviously, she wouldn't respond. He sighed. "Look, Zoya, I know you're still awake and I know you're listening too. I heard you crying, when I was outside." She had her quilt pulled over her head, so Asad couldn't see her face. Asad decided he wouldn't give her that opportunity. He swiftly pulled the covers away from her head, revealing her tear stained face. But she still put up with the 'I-am-sleeping-go-away' act. Asad felt something break inside him as a fresh tear rolled down from between her closed eyes down her previously stained cheeks. She still was hurt but she didn't want him to see it. Asad caressed her cheeks, wiping her tears away with his thumbs. He had felt her stiffen under his touch but he was surprised she hadn't swatted his arms away. Asad got up and sat beside her, he caught hold of her hand and held it to his chest against his heart. "Zoya, I'm...I'm really sorry. I really didn't mean to hurt you, I...I didn't know about your ammi-" Asad froze, it struck him that Zoya wasn't aware of the fact that her Ammi had died in a fire. Her eyes were now open and they were looking right at him. Before he could cover up, she completed his sentence for him, "About how she died in a fire?" Asad's eyes widened, unable to comprehend how Zoya knew of the truth. "But...but how did you know?", he asked, shocked. "It wouldn't be of your concern.", she snapped. Asad was taken aback with the coldness in her voice. And then she closed her eyes and pulled the covers over her head once again. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, she was adorable and then he mentally chided himself for letting himself get distracted so easily. He pulled the quilt away from her and threw it aside, his OCD left forgotten. Zoya reached out to grab it but Asad was faster, he caught hold of her arms and pulled her towards him, forcing her to sit up, her fisted hands resting on his chest. Zoya struggled to free herself from his iron like grip. She glowered at him. "Let go of me," She said, icily. "No. Zoya, listen to me. Had I known before-" "I do not want your sympathy, Mr. Khan and I most certainly do not want an apology as a result of any sympathy either," She fired, glaring at him. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. Asad hated himself for doing that to her, he hated the fact that he was pretty much always the reason behind her tears. Asad's hands reached forward to cup her face but Zoya pushed him away before he could get any closer. Asad's heart clenched, had he hurt her so much that even his touch bothered her? Asad didn't like the idea much. "Zoya, you know I didn't know about your phobia of fire, if I had I would've never said any of those things I did and you know that too," he reasoned. Zoya let out a chuckle. "Your ignorance is almost more amusing than arrogant."She stated, "But what else am I supposed to expect from a person as indifferent as you?" Asad blinked a couple of times, in disbelief. Zoya looked on at him, defiantly, "I certainly cannot expect you to remember something as trivial as my fear, even though you were the only person, leaving appi and jeeju who had known of if this."
Asad's eyebrows scrunched up as he looked on bewildered. Then his eyes widened as he recalled that night, Zoya had revealed to him her most traumatising nightmare, a building on fire with her inside it. A lump formed in his throat, how could he have possibly forgotten? Zoya stared at him pointedly, "Now I wish I'd rather not told you about my fear, at least that way, it wouldn't have hurt as much as it does. I let you in, you were the only person I actually trusted enough to know about my fear. Now I know what a fool I was. Neither have you ever trusted me or been deserving of my trust. Sad I didn't realize this before. Because if I had, I wouldn't have made any of the foolish decisions I did, in the past few days." Her last few words took him by a storm. Every single word she'd uttered was like a knife dipped in venom, stabbing him in his gut over and over again. Foolish decisions? Asad suddenly felt anger take over him. "What do you mean by I wouldn't have taken any foolish decisions?", he snarled. Zoya looked on unfazed, "That I wouldn't have agreed to any of this fake marriage drama." Asad didn't miss the emphasis on fake. "So what are you trying to say?", he asked, his voice a meek whisper. "That is for you to assume," She said, her face deprived of any emotion. Asad's eyes started watering, for a second, Zoya's eyes seemed to soften but she grabbed her quilt from the other end and lied back down, pulling it over her head, again, so he couldn't see her tears resurface. She didn't mean to hurt him as much as she did but she knew it was necessary. She knew when he woud go back to his room he would think over everything he'd done previously that may have hurt her. And that was exactly what she wanted. His trust.
I know it wasn't really good but do comment and let me know what you think? Coz I won't update if you don't. 😆 I'm kinda in a rush right now so I can't really say much but if you guys have any questions or stuff about the story then just ask me, I will reply once I'm back. So adios for now!
Ramya 😊
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