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HEY HEY HEY! Sorry for the lateness, my parents were visiting so things got a bit cray-cray. Thank God my boyfriend wasn't around, my mom ended up telling my dad about it, things weren't pretty So I kind of didn't write anything while they were here. I finally got around to it this morning, this is mostly a filler chapter! I shall start working on the next one soon! I hope you like it, let me know what you think! & Thanks for all those amazing comments my lovelies😳❤️ I am off to stream today's episode and cry. TATA. ADIOS. BYE.

Chapter 8

Dear Diary,

Have you ever met someone and just had an instant connection? That feeling of having known them forever despite just meeting, that feeling of wanting to share everything with them and that feeling of knowing that they will be there for you when you need them. I never thought it was possible to grow so close to people you just met, but somehow they just tend to pull you towards them, and crawl into your life becoming important parts of it.

That is what I am feeling right now, and for some reason I think that everyone else is feeling it too. I've managed to find a little sanctuary in the middle of this storm and now I don't feel like leaving it. I've made two new friends, two more people to add to the small list of people I absolutely trust, two more people that may leave one day.

These three have made me laugh so much in the past few days. We've spent days together holed up in this house, this house has become home now. Each room now holds so many memories for us. The living room where we'd all sit and argue about what movie to watch and then we'd just end up talking instead of watching it. The kitchen where we had the weirdest conversations over meals Khushi and I would cook. The water fights Asad and I would have while washing the dishes. The backyard where we'd all sit around the fire in the evening talking about everything and nothing. The games of truth and dare. The countless times Khushi and I were thrown into the pool and the one time we teamed up on Arnav and finally threw him in. The backyard was special, it was where I learnt everything about my friends. Where we'd share our lives, our experiences, and our aspirations.

Khushi and I never let anyone in our little circle of two, we didn't need other friends, the ones we had never grew as close to as Asad and Arnav had managed to. Arnav had become like an older brother to me, a brother I had never had. He'd make fun of me and make me laugh like crazy.

Should I tell you a secret diary? I think he is love with Khushi. His eyes follow her every move. And he looks at her like she is his world. That is what I noticed when I first arrived here. And then Khushi told me about the kiss, and about what she had said to him. All fears I had about him disappeared the moment she told me that he told her he'd wait for her as long as she needs, that he'd just be her friend for now.

But they both failed, they were much more than friends. They were always flirting, looking out for each other and Allah Miyah, the looks they gave each other made me hot and bothered, I don't know how Khushi hasn't jumped him yet. Friends, pshft. As hard as Khushi may try she will always be more than friends with him, but she's still not letting him in.

I know for a fact that Khushi is insanely attracted to him, almost in love with him. But she won't admit it, she has problems with love. Not that you could blame her, she didn't have the best examples of love. But she was slowly breaking that wall around her heart with the help of Arnav, but something was holding her back. I just wish they worked it out, because they look absolutely perfect together.

I can see their wedding day now, her in a red lengha and him in a sherwani doing theie pheres. I am going to go crazy the day she gets married, she had always wanted a huge Bollywood type of wedding but she wouldn't admit it. But I noticed that look of excitement and longing on her face when we watched those crazy Bollywood weddings. She was waiting for her Prince Charming, just like me.

Diary, you know that attraction to Asad I feel? It seems to grow everyday, every moment I spend with him makes me more attracted to him. But something is going on with him. Sometimes he acts like he also feels it, that he also likes me. The way he teases me, sits beside me not leaving an inch between us and the looks he gives me when he thinks I am not looking. He walks into my room every night after I have a nightmare and falls asleep there, but he doesn't lay on the bed anymore, he sits on the side of the bed holding my hand.

But sometimes he ignores me, he doesn't talk to me, he gets up and leaves when I come into the room or he tries not to look at me. I don't know what is going on. He almost kissed me again, but he stopped last minute, just like last time. And he is been acting weird since. Does he like me too? Or am I just being hopeful? Why would he like me anyways? He could have anyone he wanted.

The thought of him not liking me brings tears to my eyes, why am I so stupid? Why can't I just be friends with him? Why do I feel like squeezing myself into that little nook of his neck and never leaving? And why is he so bipolar? UGH.

I am going to go pack now Diary, I shall come back to vent more about Asad Ahmed Khan, aka Asad Bipolar Khan.

Zoya let out a sigh as she closed her diary just as Khushi walked in blushing.

"Oye hoye, Khushi, what is with the blush?" Zoya waggled her eyebrows.

Khushi sat on the bed next to her. "I just walked into Arnav's room...he was naked. Oh my god!" Khushi said turning even redder.

"Oh shit...is he as hot as he looks?" Zoya laughed.

"Shut up." Khushi squealed slapping her stomach.

"No seriously..."

"Holy, he is even hotter than I imagined. My dreams didn't do him justice."

"Oh...so you've been having sexy times with Mr. Raizada in your dreams? How very risqu of you." Zoya laughed.

"Stop laughing! And tell me how to make this less awkward!" Khushi said.

"Walk up to him and say 'Arnav, you are a sexy piece of a man, please let me jump you and fulfill my dreams." Zoya laughed causing Khushi to slap her repeatedly. "Allah Miyah! Khushi! Stop!"

"This is so mortifying!"

"It is not. It is not like you aren't going to see him naked when you finally realize that he is the one for you."

"And pray tell, Ms. Farooqui, how have you reached that conclusion?" Khushi asked her heart thundering.

"I have eyes." Zoya laughed.

"So you also realize Asad is it for you?" Khushi asked.

"I don't know. He is being weird."

"Weird?"

"He is all over the place, I think he likes me. And then he goes and does something else and it makes me question it. He goes from almost kissing me to pretending I don't even exist." Zoya moaned. "He probably doesn't like me anyways. I mean have you seen him? And then me? He could have anyone he wants." Zoya sulked.

Khushi slapped her on the head. "Shut up. He'd be lucky to have you. You are beautiful, why don't you see that?"

"Stop lying. I am not. And even if I was it is not like he'd be interested in me, he is way out of my league." Zoya said sadly. "And I am so stupid. I should get away from him because I am falling in love with him, and he is not. It is just going to hurt me in the long run." Zoya said through her tears now. "He is so bipolar. He won't answer any of my questions when I talk to him about it. He goes from staring at me like I am the only water source in a dessert to blatantly ignoring me. He could just tell me that he isn't interested. And then Arnav comes out and tells me that I shouldn't give up on Asad because he is being an ass, he'll come around, and then he left. LIKE WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? Why does this always happen Khushi? Guys always lead me on and then disappear." She cried.

"Shhh." Khushi said putting her arms around her friend. "You crazy girl, you are beautiful, you don't see yourself clearly. And those guys are stupid, they are intimidated by you. You are the Zoya Farooqui, you are barely 25 and so successful, and they can't live up to that. And if Asad wants to be one of them, he can. He is being stupid. But Zoya...the way he looks at you, it's like he does like you. A lot."

"I don't know anymore." Zoya cried. "He is being so confusing. He holds me like I am his world and then when I wake up in the morning he is gone and he ignores me all day. I-I can't do this Khushi." She cried.

"Sshhh. It is going to be okay." Khushi said as Zoya sobbed. I'll make it okay. She thought.

Khushi left Zoya's room after Zoya decided to take a little nap. She marched towards the living room downstairs where she knew she would find him. She stormed into the room to see Asad and Arnav playing COD on the Xbox.

She went to stand right in front of Asad and glared at him. Asad looked up confused and was taken aback by the look in her eyes. He got up slowly his eyes wide. Arnav watched the two of them shocked.

"Khushi?" Arnav asked confused.

"YOU." Khushi said poking Asad's chest hard with her finger. "What the f**k is wrong with you? Are you f**king bipolar? Why are you playing with her feelings like that?" She seethed, her voice although not loud, was full of anger.

"What?" Asad asked wide-eyed.

"I asked you what the f**k is wrong with you? Zoya, you know the girl you are always staring at, and then ignoring. Why are you playing with her feelings? You go from acting like you are in love with her to ignoring her outright. WHY?" Khushi screamed at him. "You are confusing the hell out of her. She doesn't know what to think. And you know what pisses me off the most, that you are sitting here playing Xbox and she is crying."

"What? Why?" Asad said starting to move past Khushi to see Zoya.

"Don't even try." Khushi said turning around. Asad stopped in his tracks. "She is crying because of YOU. You idiot. What the hell are you doing? You know she is crying because she likes you and you are ignoring her. And confusing her. She is jumping back and forth trying to figure out what you are trying to say. And you know what she is convinced herself of?" Khushi said poking his chest. "That you are out of HER league, when it is the other way around. She is doubting herself. She thinks you couldn't possibly like her."

"Why? She's '" Asad started only to be interrupted by Khushi.

"Beautiful? Amazing? Gorgeous? The best person out there? She is. But she doesn't see it. She sees herself as the geeky overweight teenager she used to be. She has self-esteem issues, surprised right? She is f**king gorgeous and intelligent but she doesn't see it. Why? Because guys lead her on and then leave because they are intimidated by her perfection, by her success. But she doesn't see that, she thinks there is something wrong with her. And you go and do the same thing as all the other people. And it hurts her more, because she actually likes you. She shouldn't because you are a frikin ass, but she does. So get this straight, you either like her and explain what the hell is going on in that head of yours to her OR you leave her alone. Don't talk to her, don't even look at her. And be thankful that I actually like you enough to let you near her, if another tear falls from her eyes because of you you're going to wish you didn't know me. Do I make myself clear Asad Ahmed Khan?" Khushi glared.

For the first time in his life Asad was actually scared of a girl. He felt as if her glare would set him on fire. He just nodded as Khushi stormed off.

"Dude, she is so hot when she's angry." Arnav said dreamily.

"Arnav." Asad barked.

"Sorry. But you are an ass. What are you doing? You are in LOVE with Zoya, f**king admit it to yourself and then her." Arnav said putting his hand on his shoulder. "You've been in love with her since you saw her two years ago, and you may or may not believe it, but she only ended up here because you two are meant to be. So you need to let that whole 'love is bad' mantra go, and talk to her. If you can't tell her you love her, tell her why you are acting the way you are."

"I-but..." Asad started confused.

"Asad, you can't be afraid of love and there is nothing you could have done to not fall in love with her, you are meant to be. So admit it to yourself man. I don't know where the weird ideas about love got instilled in your brain, but they aren't true. So let it go. Please, for your sake and for Zoya's. You are never going to be happy if you let her go Asad. I know you and I know for a fact that you may push her away now but when she leaves you are going to yearn for her. And she will leave if you keep acting like you do, she is only here until the arrest warrant on her is off and she gives her testament, then she is going to leave." Arnav said, the thought of Zoya leaving broke Asad's heart a little, that constriction in his chest he finally put a name to. "So if you want her to stay do something about it bro because she likes you too. I can see it. Khushi knows it. And now you know it. So be that Asad I know and love, man up and tell her. I am going to go tell the girls we leave in an hour, it is pouring like crazy outside, we should leave a little earlier." Arnav said walking upstairs towards Khushi's room to see if she was okay leaving a flabbergasted Asad behind.

Am I already in love with her? Asad thought. It can't be, I- I just met her. A few days ago.

You saw her two years ago. Said his inner voice.

Yeah, but I only got to know her now.

But you were already smitten with her before, the past few days just reinforce that she is perfect for you.

I am not in love with her. I like her. That is it.

Sure, whatever makes you feel better.

Asad sat on the couch, his head in between his hands. The crazy girl thought there was something wrong with her. Had he really hurt her that much, made her doubt herself to the extent that she felt that she wasn't adequate for him? Wasn't it the other way around? He was not enough for her.

I need to talk to her. Asad thought getting up. But what am I going to say?

Asad took a deep breath and walked up the stairs, going towards her room. He knocked on the door lightly but got no answer. He knocked again to no avail.

"Zoya?" Asad said while knocking. He didn't get any answer, the door was slightly ajar so he opened it a bit poking his head in.

The sight he saw made that chest constriction, which he now knew as heartache. She was sleeping on her side clutching her pillow. What broke him was the tears that stained her face due to her running mascara. He had made her cry. He felt his eyes moisten as he shut the door. At that moment, Asad felt like the biggest asshole alive.

I need to set this right. He thought. He went to his room and grabbed all his stuff for the impending trip to Delhi. He put his gun in its holster and stepped out of the room going downstairs. He sat on the couch going over the detours if anything happened.

He sighed staring out the window thinking about what he'd say to Zoya when Arnav came down with two bags.

"Hey, want to put all this in the car? I'll bring the girls." Arnav said. He stopped short noticing the look on Asad's face. "Don't worry Asad, you'll make everything okay, you always do. Just talk to her." He encouraged.

Asad nodded gratefully and grabbed the bags from him along with his own. He stepped outside into the pouring rain. Luckily the car was in the garage so he didn't get soaked.

He started the black Range Rover and put the stuff in it as Arnav came out with the girls. Zoya smiled at him and then got shocked when he responded with a smile. Asad clenched his fists at his sides dreading his behavior during the past few days now.

"I call shotgun!" Zoya laughed getting into the front.

"I'll drive." Asad said needing a distraction.

"Uh...I'll sit in the back." Zoya said trying to move out of the car.

"Stay where you are Zoya." Asad said getting into the car not missing the glare Khushi directed at him as she sat in the back.

"Perfect." Arnav smiled sliding in next to Khushi and immediately moving as close to her as the car would allow as Khushi blushed and moved away a bit. She was still embarrassed about before, her thoughts had already conjured up images of him in the nude, but seeing him was a whole different thing. She couldn't get the image out of her mind now.

"You know...if you are still embarrassed about earlier, I have a way to even out the field." Arnav whispered in her ear as Asad pulled out of the garage.

"What?" Khushi asked confused.

"Well, you saw me naked. Now to even out the field and make you a bit less embarrassed you could just let me walk in on you naked. I wouldn't mind at all, and I swear I won't be embarrassed either." Arnav teased causing Khushi to blush even more and widen her eyes.

Arnav broke into silent laughter at her face. "I was just kidding Khushi...kind of." He said.

"Khushi, why are you so red?" Zoya asked waggling her eyebrows, she stopped and turned back around when she received the death glare from Khushi.

Asad glanced at Zoya who seemed to be following a rain drop down the window.

"In 500 meters turn left." The annoying GPS said.

"Allah Miyah, why are the voices on GPSs always female?" Zoya wondered out loud.

"Yeah!" Arnav agreed. "It is weird considering women can't drive." He teased causing Khushi to whack him.

"Haha. I think it's because men are too arrogant to stop for directions." Khushi said. "And the GPS technically asks for directions."

"Hmmm. Her voice is annoying though. Can I change it?" Zoya asked talking to Asad.

"Sure." Asad said, anything for her.

Zoya grabbed the GPS going through the options. "Allah Miyah, these are all so annoying! Wait!" She said taking out her iPhone.

"What are you doing?" Asad asked.

"Just hacking the GPS system so I can assign the voice I want." Zoya smiled.

"Don't, what if it stops working?" Asad said.

"Please, if I wanted to I could successfully change the voice on every GPS hooked to the satellite this one uses within minutes."

"Oh yes, I forgot we had a technological genius with us." Arnav said grinning.

Zoya giggled as she used her favourite song to encode the voice into the GPS.

"All done." She smiled placing it back and waiting for the next instruction.

"Hey girl I am waiting on ya- turn right in 400m." Sang the voices of One Direction.

"What the-?" Arnav said surprised while Khushi squealed happily.

"Please tell me that you didn't program the GPS to sound like that stupid boy band." Asad grimaced.

"HAWWW! They aren't stupid. They are so cuteee!" Zoya gushed.

"Exactly! And they sound so good!" Khushi added.

"Khushi, you are a grown woman. Why do you listen to a teenage boy band?" Asad asked.

"Because they are good. DUH." Khushi replied.

"Especially Zayn Malik, he is so dreamy." Zoya said her eyes glassy.

"He is not!" Asad said, even a little child would be able to detect the jealousy in his voice.

"He is! Only if he was a few years older..." Zoya said dreamily causing Khushi to laugh.

"That is weird Zo." Arnav said from the back. "Don't tell me you also have a crush on him?" He asked Khushi.

"Nope!" Khushi said causing Arnav to smile. "I love Harry!" She added causing Arnav to grimace.

"They like One Direction...what the hell is wrong with them? Di, Najma and Nikhat must not find out. " Thought Arnav and Asad.

"1D JAM SESSION!" Zoya screamed pressing play on her iPhone and singing along with Khushi.

The two men grimaced yet chose not to say anything. They would withstand the torture for the smiles that graced their faces that moment. Zoya now looked genuinely happy. Even though Asad and Arnav wouldn't admit it to anyone, the songs were kind of catchy...just kind of.

A few hours into their drive Zoya and Khushi declared that they were starving. After ransacking the car, the only thing they found was chips. Akash had forgotten to inform them that he put the basket in the car, but they needed to put the food in.

"There should be some kind of restaurant open! It is only midnight!" Zoya said.

"How do you girls feel about dhabas?" Arnav asked.

"I don't know..." Khushi said.

"Well then we'll find out." Asad murmured pulling the car in front of what looked like a tastefully decorated, kind of, shack...There were a few people milling around, but it was mostly empty.

Zoya and Khushi smiled. "This isn't as bad as you made it sound. It is actually kind of nice." Zoya said.

"Yeah, this is probably on the higher end. I wouldn't label it a proper dhaba." Asad said as a tall skinny man approached them and seated them on a table.

"What do you want to eat?" Arnav asked handing the barely legible menu cards to the girls.

"Butter Chicken." Zoya squealed.

"Shahi Paneer!" Khushi added.

"Dal Makhani." Zoya added.

"Oh my god, I want rajma-chawal." Khushi added causing Zoya to nod.

Asad and Arnav smiled at their enthusiasm and ordered everything for them.

"Are you sure you can eat all that?" Arnav teased the girls.

"Yes!" They both answered smiling.

Asad felt his heart flutter at Zoya's wide smile. At that moment he decided that he really did need to talk to her and sort this out. He couldn't ignore his feelings anymore, especially when his behaviour caused her to put herself down. They laughed and talked while they ate. All the people milling about in the restaurant saw two cute couples having a late dinner, they saw two guys doting on the girls in their lives. They noticed how comfortable and happy they seemed with each other.

Sadly, the four of them didn't notice four pairs of unwanted eyes on them. They didn't hear one of the four men pull out his cellphone and call someone.

"We've found the girls." He said into the phone smiling. "But there are two men with them."

PS. If you didn't get a PM and want one just press that sexy (not really) BUDDY button and thy shall recieveth a pigeon from me which shall flyth through thy window carrying my message. LOL. K, I went to see a play last night, its kind of stuck in my head.

Chapter 9: Page 43

super ...i think this was one of the best portion of this story

🥳🥳AWESOME IT WAS REALLY NICE. WISH ASAD TALK TO JOYA ABOUT HIS FELLINGS TO ZOYA AND SORT OUT EVERYTHING. ALSO WAITING WHEN KHUSI WILL ACCEPCET ARNAV.😊 YOU ARE AN AWESOME WRITER, AND I WANTED TO THANK YOU FOR THE PM. PLEASE PM ME WHEN YOU UPDATE NEXT PART.⭐️

WOW!!!!!!

You took too long to update but we still love u

FINALLY :P This update was so cute <3 Naughty Arnav and angry Khushi are ze best xD awww, Zoya writes a diary? Interesting. And One Direction? OMGGG, ONE DIRECTION AHHH THEY'RE MY FAVOURITE ❤️ Zaynnn <3


Chapter 9 soon okay? 😛

Amazing as always! Can't wait for Assad to tell zoya how he feels!