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Chapter 9
Remembering her conversation with her Boss, Zoya hurried into her office building looking at her watch, not wanting to be late again. Rushing into the elevator she sighed in relief on making it in time today. She had promised her Boss and herself never to be late again and she was happy with herself to be making efforts to keep the promise. Just as she leaned against the back, from the corner of her eyes she saw a figure move on the other side. As she turned her head to the side her eyes collided with those of Asad's.
Asad's POV
I had just stepped into the elevator and pressed the floor number that I was to go to that I heard clanking of heals on the marble floor heading in my direction or rather the elevator, somebody was definitely in a rush. Thinking that the person would need to wait quite a while if I took the elevator and that might be inconvenient for the lady rushing in, I pressed the button so as to stop the doors from closing. As I heard the steps get closer I walked to the other side of the elevator not wanting it to look like I was concerned. As I turned around, my world stopped. I saw Her step inside. Though she looked flustered and in a hurry she still looked beautiful to me. Gobsmacked I stood there looking at her, she waked in and without sparing a glance in my direction she quickly transfered her laptop bag to her other shoulder and tried steadying herself before she raised her hand to punch her floor number. On seeing the number already illuminated she withdrew her hand transferring her laptop bag back to her other shoulder. She raised her hand to massage her shoulder and I heard her mumbling something about it being so heavy. I smiled watching her in her true colors, the way she had been at the seminar and not like what she was at the lunch yesterday.
Remembering how I had to control myself from following her yesterday, I looked up and smiling at my creator I mouthed a small thank you, for, only because HE had wanted I got to see her today first thing that I came to her office. After I got a call from Mr. Kapoor last evening, I had been thinking if I would get to meet her or no. It was the first thing in the morning that Mr. Kapoor had wanted to meet me and I wasn't sure if she came in that early or what her schedule for today would be. But my Allah knew how much I loved this woman, who stood there, oblivious of my presence and that was the reason he fulfilled my wish to see her today. I had just about finished thinking about it all that I saw her move and lean against the back and then it happened. She realized that she wasn't alone and turned her head in my direction. I could see her eyes grow wide a little and her body go stiff at seeing me. I really didn't understand why that happened but I would find out for sure. Trying to make things look normal I smiled at her and said a soft Hi, not knowing how she would react to my presence and I wasn't wrong in reading her yesterday. Her whole demeanor changed. Her shoulders suddenly squared and the small smile on her lips along with the twinkle in her eyes was replaced by a business like look. I felt my insides churn painfully seeing her act so dryly with me, someone she had become friends with someone she had agreed to go out with, someone who had seen that spark in her eyes and all that was left was for us to confess. On getting no reply from her I looked away feeling dejected.
Zoya's POV
Not wanting to make Mr. Kapoor angry and trying to keep my promise of not being late to work again, I quickly made my way into the building and saw the door to the elevator wide open. Finding it strange as there was no one walking in or out of it I quickly made it into the elevator and sighed in relief. I was happy to be coming to work on time. As I extended my hand to press my floor number, I saw it was already illuminated, indicating someone had already pressed it. I felt exhausted already from all the running around I'd done to reach office in time that I leaned against the back when I caught slight movement in the other corner.
As I turned my head around noticing the little movement from the corner of my eyes the breath I had just taken in seemed to have got stuck somewhere. My heart fluttered and my stomach flipped looking at those eyes. I couldn't believe what I saw. Was it actually him or was I just dreaming. I thought it to be the latter as all I had done all night was look at his pictures. I saw a small smile break on his lips and then his lips part. He said something but I couldn't hear it, my heart beat so fast that I could hear it myself. I woundered if he could hear it too. The little happiness that his eyes reflected suddenly vanished and I saw a look of loss cloud his eyes. Dejectedly he'd looked away. I opened my mouth to say something but heard the pinging of the elevator. I looked at the control panel and saw my floor number flashing on it in blood red announcing the arrival of my destination. I looked back at him but he had moved a step ahead and as soon as the doors open he took a long step out the elevator and looked around the floor for the reception desk. Spotting it, he walked towards it not sparing me another glance.
I sighed letting go of the breath that I had been holding in and walked into my cabin. I had just about put my bag down when I heard a knock at my door. I turned around and saw him standing there. "Can I come in?" "Yea! Sure" "Actually Mr. Kapoor called me last evening and asked me to be here first thing in the morning , but it seems he's running late, so...aaa... I th... I thought of coming here". " He's not in yet? That's so not like him... Especially if he's given someone an appointment... " the words tumbled out of her lips even before she could stop them. She saw how his expression changed and cursed herself for being this blunt sometimes. She took a couple steps in his direction feeling apologetic. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it the way it sounded". She apologized immediately understanding what he must have felt hearing those words in that tone.
"Please come in Asad. I will call and check where he is". She said turning around looking for her phone in her bag. Asad walked in in a trance, this little conversation with her causing him to lose himself completely. Unknowingly he stood right behind her not realizing that there was very little distance between them. He watches her pull the phone from her bag and punch a few buttons before she puts it to her ear. Just hearing her talk in her happy tone makes his heart beat faster and he stands there not registering a word she said but just listening to the melodious tinkling of her voice. So lost he was that he didn't realize the call was almost over. Zoya placed her phone on her table and turned around only for her body to collide into his. Letting out a gasp she tried taking a step back but found herself trapped between Asad and her table.
As they stood there in such close proximity, a whisper of his name rolled out of her lips. The sound of his name from her lips caused his body to break into goosebumps. Asad closed his eyes and sighed deeply as if to let go of all the pain that he had been holding within. He raised his hand wanting to caress her cheeks, making sure she was standing this close to him but realising what he was doing he let his hand fall to his side and then with a lot of hesitation he held her hand between his not breaking eye contact with her. "Where did you go? I... I looked everywhere..." He whispered with so much pain that all Zoya did was stand there unable to remove her hand from his, unable to say anything, her body relieving in the warmth of his touch. His warm touch set her senses on fire and she felt tingly all over. She looked in his eyes unable to say anything, but could see how painful it all must have been for him.
She then realized that it was not just her, but he too must have felt the void of loosing her. If she had been through hell, he had been through it all too. She now realized that he had truly loved her and had actually looked for her. "D... Did you really went looking for me?" She asked in a whisper. Asad nodded his head in a yes "Now will you tell me why did you disappear like that?... I went crazy looking for you Zoya". He whispered. Zoya felt relief wash over her and her heart ready to explode with the amount of love she felt for this man standing in front of her. But her relief was short lived as she remembered where they were and how inappropriately close they were standing.
Asad saw the small smile that had just built on her lips vanish and be replaced by a small frown. He saw her expressions change from relief to distress and then he felt her hand slip from his. He felt his heart ache and she saw the same in his eyes. She took a step sideways to create a little distance between them and then nervously looking around said "We should sit... I will call and check on Mr. Kapoor". Understanding why she said it Asad nodded his head and moved back, creating a good amount of distance between them. He sat on the chair opposite hers looking at her intently. As soon as Zoya looked up at him she felt her cheeks heat up under his gaze. Looking back at her phone she dialed Mr. Kapoor's number again and felt relieved when he picked it up this time. "Good morning Sir, hope you are OK! Mr. Khan was here waiting for you... How long before you will reach Sir?"
After a small pause Asad heard her say "Oh! How? Do you need anything, any help? I can send someone with the doctor... Hmmm... OK... ME!... But how will I... Can't someone else do it? ... OK. No problem... Yes... Yes...OK... Please take care uncle. I will tell mamujaan too, he will visit you. Please take care of yourself... Bye".
As she put the receiver down she saw Asad raise his brow questioning what the issue was. Zoya smiled nervously and then said "Mr. Kapoor sprained his ankle while coming down the stairs. He won't be coming in today and has apologized for the inconvenience his absence has caused. He said that in all the commotion around his ankle, it slipped out his head to inform you". Asad shook his head in the negative "That's OK! No one can predict such things and it's obvious why he forgot. Its OK". As he finished what he was saying Asad got up and held his hand out in front of her "I will take your leave then. Will come back when Mr. Kapoor is in". Zoya stood up and said "No... No. You don't need to leave.." Asad's heart beat faster thinking all sorts of things why she was stopping him. He smiled at her with hope in his heart when she continued "He told me to take you around the office so you can familiarize yourself with the layout". As she said that Zoya stopped and looked at him "Why the layout? Are you redoing it?" "No! I haven't had any such instructions from Abbu. Maybe they're discussing it and so this tour..." He thought aloud. Zoya too shook her head in agreement.
She saw him gesture towards the door, indicating for her to take the lead. Zoya knew this tour was a bad idea. As it is his presence was doing strange things to her heart and now walking around talking to each other would be another difficult task for her. Zoya had just about reached the door when it was unceremoniously flung open and in came a very angry looking Shipra who bumped into Zoya with full force making her lose her balance. Zoya stumbled a few steps back losing her balance. She realized she would fall and tried holding onto something, but all in vain. Her eyes still wide she suddenly felt her body collide into a hard one and realized she'd bumped into Asad and then she closed her eyes realizing they were both falling one on top of the other. Zoya waited for a loud thud sound, but that never came. She opened her eyes and realized that Asad was holding her firmly against himself with his one arm draped across her waist.
She looked to her side and saw him looking at her, his face right next to hers. She could feel the quickening of his heart beat against her back that was firmly pressed against his chest. It felt like all her body weight was on him and that she was weightless. She could feel his breath on her face and as she inhaled, she could feel every fiber of her existence fill up with his masculine scent. She looked deeply in his eyes and all she could see was love and longing. She saw him swallow hard and realized that the position they were in was very inappropriate. As she tried to wriggle out of his hold she felt him tighten it more. She didn't understand what he was doing and looked up in his eyes. Without breaking eye contact with her her he asked "Are you OK? Did you get hurt?" Zoya sucked in a breath as his face moved closer and she closed her eyes feeling completely intoxicated. She didn't know how but she felt her eyesclose and her head tilt up to him. Asad sucked in a breath, seeing her so vulnerable did things to him he didn't want to think about immediately. He whispered her name which brought her back to her senses. She looked at him feeling completely embarrassed and tried moving away from him. Asad held her firmly stopping her from moving. He quickly pushed himself forward using his other hand that he had been using to support them both on the table. As they straightened themselves Asad again asked her "Are you OK?" "Yes! Hope you didn't get hurt cause of me". "Not a bit"." Let's go before we really get late". As they turned to leave, they saw someone still sitting on the floor. Shipra, who has been watching it all happen in front of her eyes sat there with her mouth wide open. She couldn't believe that Zoya would give in so easily. As she noticed them staring a her and quickly got off the floor. She gave Zoya an incredulous lookp and then looked at Asad.
"I am so sorry. I really didn't mean for all this to happen. I hope you two are OK and didn't get hurt" Shipra said. She looked from on to the other genuinely feeling bad to have almost caused and accident but also feeling extremely happy within that she was the reason behind this little slip of emotions that Zoya had. She had come earlier too and seen how close they were standing, with Asad holding her hand ever so gently. Shed tried hard to listen to what he was saying but she couldn't hear anything and then she'd seen Zoya step away. Quickly making a dash for her workstation she'd done a happy dance realizing how close they had been standing, her mind going into overdrive thinking of what had transpired between them. She'd already literally begged Zoya to go to Asad and confess her love, but the girl wouldn't budge, always citing her responsibilities as the only reason why she didn't want to go to him. Not able to hold onto her excitement anymore she's decided to ask Zoya and so she'd been running into the cabin not watching her steps.
"It's OK! Were fine". Asad said trying to reassure Shipra that all was OK. Shipra smiled at him and continued "Oh! by the way, I am Shipra, Zoya's best friend". She smiled brightly at him extending her hand out. Asad smiled at her taking her hand in a firm grip to shake it " I am Asad, pleased to meet you". "Who doesn't know you in this industry? I have heard so much about you from Zoya too". As those words slipped out her mouth she quickly clasped her hands to her lips her eyes widening in shock. She looked at Zoya who had closed her eyes and Shipra knew what she will have to face later. Her eyes drifted to Asad's and saw the amusement in them which was soon replaced by a twinkle. She could see how hopeful he looked and then saw him look at Zoya who was trying to avoid any eye contact with him.
The hope she saw in his eyes told her that he too loved Zoya as much as Zoya loved him. She felt her heart dancing with joy getting hopeful that her best friend could get the happiness she deserved. She saw them both looking at each other, and feeling like an intrusion into their moment she quietly took steps back hoping that what she'd been telling Zoya to do for so long, Asad might just be the one to do it first.
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