WHEN A DIVA FALLS IN LOVE - Part 2
Hello Lovelies! I am here with part 2 of this SS, which is quite long. Again this is for Fari 🤗. I hate you... 😉
"Allah Miya! What's wrong with you?" Zoya screeched. Asad instantly left her.
"I-I am so so-sorry." replied Asad, mentally kicking himself.
"What was that huh? You think you did a huge job by saving me and holding me like that for a long time? I was in shock, so count me out. I am sure you enjoyed this. I will tell Rashid about your doings. Just because I said sorry does not mean you are my friend. You are yet my temporary bodyguard. So keep that in mind." she told him.
"Yes, Ms. Faruqi" was all Asad could say.
*The Next Day*
"OMG! Rashid is sick? I will have to bear that creepy guy for the whole month? Allah Miya!" Zoya exaggerated, she was an actress after all.
"I am extremely sorry to say Ma'am, but Rashid will not return at all. He started coughing out blood yesterday at the shoot location. The doctors have advised him to return to London and to go to a home for the sick as he will not be able to take care of himself." informed Zoya's manager, Ayan.
"The only thing you can do is, explain my rules to that guy loud and clear. He cannot stare at me, add that too. Write a cheque for Rashid and bring it to me to sign. I feel bad for the poor guy, he has been with me since I was nine." said Zoya, sympathetically. This was the evidence that Zoya actually had a heart, a small one at least.
Ayan went to complete his work. There was a knock on Zoya's door. She called the person in, it was Asad.
"Ms. Faruqi, I am sure you heard about my father. He wants me to be with you at all times, he thinks of you as his daughter. I hope you don't mind. I will complete all of my father's wishes, even if I have to bear your tantrums. Please will you be my friend like you were my father's? Probably I will be your bodyguard for a long time. I promise that I will not disobey you. All I expect is a little kindness from your side." tears rolled down Asad cheeks. He was on the verge of losing his father, but here he was, with Zoya.
Except Rashid, who was Zoya's confidant and friend, none of her staff had spoken to her like that. Here was Asad, like his father, who had come to protect her from all.
Zoya's eyes too filled with tears. "No one has seen my good side, except Rashid. He had once told me that only his family could protect me properly, especially from Gaffur Siddique. He wants me dead, so that his daughter, Humeira can take my place in the industry. I am 99% sure what he said was right, only his family can protect me. You can fill up that 1% of trust left. Mr. Khan, you are Rashid's son, a person who I trusted more than myself. I am going to trust you the same way. Please don't let my trust down," she was crying now. Asad came closer to her and she collapsed in his arms, "Mr. Khan, Rashid was like my father, all my father cared about is money. Now, along with being my bodyguard, will you be my friend too? A loyal one? I have never had real friends, because all my friends are friends because of my status. So do you accept my friendship?"
She was yet hugging him. She found solace in his arms. He did not want to repeat the same mistake.
"Um, Ms. Faruqi? I do accept you friendship. I also promise you that I will protect you from the entire world. I assure you that you can trust me with anything." he replied. Zoya stepped back and smiled. She had found a true friend, who was her age.
"Mr. Khan, we are only friends when no one is around. I don't want people to get the wrong idea. You can call me Zoe when we are alone." she told him. She was The Zoya Faruqi to the world, but Zoya for him.
"You can call me Asad, I don't have a cool nickname." he chuckled.
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A few hundred miles away, a murder plan was being made. A father, daughter and a few hired men were trying to locate Zoya, unknown to the fact that she had a royal protector with her, who was sent to her from Allah.
"Anderson, I want her dead in Paris, this month anyhow. Because of that female dog (I'm not allowed to use the 'B' word, so an alternative 😉) Humeira lost her chance. Get your bags packed Humzy, we are flying to Paris tomorrow." Gaffur Siddique told his daughter.
"Of course daddy." replied Humeira (imagine her voice like Tracy's from Hannah Montana ' if you haven't heard her then imagine Humeira talking with her nose blocked).
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"Mr. Khaaan! Cockroach! Get it out! Get it out NOW!" Zoya screamed. She had spotted a cockroach in her room. As soon as Asad came, Zoya jumped on to him, she was really scared.
"Wait Zoya, you sit on the bed while I handle this cockroach," Asad was calm, he spoke to the cockroach, "So little guy, you scared Zoya eh? We'll see to it that you pay for it."
"Asad, you aren't supposed to talk to it! Just flick it out, don't kill it." she yelled.
Asad smiled and nodded. He picked the cockroach up with a tissue and threw it out the window.
"What are your plans for dinner?" Asad inquired.
"I want to have street food. Enough of those fancy places, their food sucks. I also want to go to the local market. You are obvio coming with me. I hope we find McDonalds or something like that, I hate French food." Zoya informed him.
"We will go to the market in a limo? You mind taking a cab?" he asked.
"Yes! We will surely go in a cab. Ask Ayan to book one." she replied.
Asad went to do the needful.
*In the cab*
"You know Asad, I love this city but loathe it too. When I was seven, I had come here with my parents. We went to Euro Disney and then came here. My parents use to love each other very much. They had hired a babysitter from the hotel that day and had gone for dinner. I did not mind at all, in fact I was happy that I did not have to go to a stupid posh place. I could sit in our room and have chips and a sandwich or something. That night was the worst night of my life. My father returned alone. I do not know what happened to my mother, how she died, but my father changed. He started drinking even though it is forbidden in Islam. I had to make a life for myself. I decided to take acting at a very early age. I was just nine when I earned twenty pounds to get to an audition for an advertisement. I got the role. That's when other companies started calling me and I was a whole new person. Only your father knows about all this. I thought that I could share it with you too." Zoya was crying uncontrollably. Asad put his arm around her. Only he understood her pain. She was in pain, so was he.
"Zoya, that is the past. You cannot change it. I too lost my mum when I was only five. I think you are very strong. While I moped around for her, you made a glam life for yourself. If I were in your place, I wouldn't be able to do what you did even though I am a boy. I have to put up the tough boy act, actually on the inside I am a broken soul." he told her.
"Our life is so similar Asad." she told him and smiled. Asad stared at her in awe, this girl was really the strongest of them all.
'It sure is Zoya, but we are so different. We can only be friends I guess, nothing more. Being your friend is the closest I can come to you, you are too successful and pretty for me. You can date Harry Styles if you want. I am sure you would hate being seen with me, a lowly man who is supposed to be your bodyguard, not soulmate.' Asad thought, sighing. He would have to keep away from Zoya as much as possible, before he fell in love with her.
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A/N: Here Fari, your long update. My mom thinks I am doing a math worksheet on my computer 😆. For the first time, I actually typed a story on my lappy. This is 1,510 words and 4 pages. I posted this cause I don't know when I will get the time to open my lappy. Fari, you yet owe me an update.
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Edited by Asya6 - 12 years ago
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