|AsYa FF| :The Runaways: (Note-Page102) - Page 39

I could no longer take it; I buried my face in the pillow and cried my heart out. I cried for my sorry life, for what Zeeshan had done to me and in the end I cried for Asad'

And for the first time in my eleven years of living without my parents I cried for Abbu and Ammi'

I stopped in my tracks and looked back at the door of the infirmary, it was ajar; just the way I had left it a few minutes ago after my argument with Zoya. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose and sighed softly, I stood there stupidly gaping like a fish and staring at the door hoping that it would open miraculously and Zoya would come running and apologize.

Wishful thinking.

I turned around and started for my room, I reached there in about five minutes which was more than the usual time I took to get there. I sat at the foot of my bed and rested my head against my bed and stared up at the ceiling. Why was I thinking of her, when she had made it pretty clear that she did not want me to meddle with her business? And yet here I was still thinking about her like a douche.

I did something that I wouldn't have done even if I were drunk. I punched the wall. Hard.

"Oh f**k!" I cursed and caressed my broken hand tenderly. Stupid adrenaline rush.

"Man! Are you out of your freaking mind? What is wrong with you moron?!" Ayaan shouted at me and came rushing to my side and took my hand in his and carefully examined it.

"You asshole! You've broken your hand! What were you thinking when you punched the wall? Want to be maimed for life huh?" He spat and looked at me with such anger and hurt, I almost felt bad. Almost.

"Yes! I want to be maimed for life, ok?! And why the hell do you care Ayaan?! Go and make out with Humeia or do whatever you want, no one wants me to meddle into their business and I want the same!" I shouted and Ayaan looked at me with a disbelieving look.

"You drunk, Asad? Or are you simply stupid? Why would I not care for you? You are my best friend of seventeen years for God's sake! We've been friends since the time we were in our diapers!" Ayaan shouted back and shook me hard. I shrugged his hands off my shoulders.

"I don't know, ok? I've never ever felt this way! This muchfrustrated or helpless!" I said and threw my hands in the air and sat down heavily on my bed. Ayaan came and sat beside me, I turned to look at him his anger was gone and his face was expressionless. It only happened when he wanted to get some answers.

"What happened Asad? At the dance?" He said and looked at me, I looked away.

"How much do you know?" I asked him.

"Enough, but I want to know what happened still." He said and I sighed.

"Miss Farooqi, are you alright?" The nurse came and gently shook my shoulder; I quickly wiped away my tears before she could see them.

"YeahI'm fine it's the stitchesthey are paining." I lied, and she smiled at me and lovingly patted my head, and immediately my eyes swelled up with tears when was the last time I had felt that much love?

"Sweet child, it's going to be alright you don't have to worry about anythingwhen you'll be able to walk I'll give you some medicines and a cream, it will make the marks go away." She said and patted my head again and left.

I was going to cry again when Humeira entered the room, her eyes red and puffy and her night robe hanging loosely around her thin shoulders.

"Zoya!" She said and hugged me tightly, her voice hoarse. I could feel her tears through the thin material of the infirmary robe.

"Humz, I'm fine girl." I said and she sat beside me, her tears now flowing freely.

"What happened, Zoya?" She asked me softly.

"NothingI fell from the stairs and a piece of glass that was kept on the floor cut my thighAsad was there so I guess I was just lucky." I said and looked away from her.

"Stop lying to me, ZoyaI would've appreciated if you would have just said nothing." She said and looked at me; her eyes full of hurt, my heart broke.

"Humz" I tried to reason out with her.

"Stop it, ZoyaI know what happened a boy from our class saw Asad taking you to the infirmary. You were unconscious in his arms, your dress was in tatters, your hair was messed up and your thigh was bleeding. Ayaan didn't let me go because he knew that you were in good hands. So stop lying through your teeth and tell me what happened." Humeira said and gently took my hand in hers.

"Humz, I will tell you everything, I swear! Just give me some time to sought these things outI'm really messed up." I said and a lone tear slipped down my cheek.

"Zoyatake your time but remember I will always love you no matter what happens, no matter what your past is, I'll be there for you till the very end." She said and kissed my head, I wrapped my arms around her and we hugged each other tightly.

"Nurse! Please could you come with me? It's AsadI think he broke his hand." Ayaan said, his face flushed. I didn't hear what he said afterwards because I was already dashing towards his room.

I looked at my now red and swollen hand and tried to move my fingers, and winced in pain when I did. I could not feel anything near my knuckle region and I could almost feel the broken bones there. Stupid, stupid me.

I was going to go to the kitchens and get some ice for my hand, when I saw Zoya. She was standing at my door, panting lightly and then my gaze landed on her thigh, the bandage was tinted red. Wait a second, red? Her stitches must have opened up! I quickly walked to her side, and she looked up. Now without her heels she looked even shorter, almost a good one feet shorter than me.

We just looked at each other, words that were unspoken were still hanging in there, but right now I felt as if we had said enough. Even though we had a heated argument just a few hours ago and yet here we were still caring about each other, still thinking about the each other's well being.

Life is simple without any complications, or so I had thought until Zoya came and my life turned upside down. I had told her to cut me if she cut herself, had danced with her, had laughed with her, had saved her, and even though I would never admit it out loud I had harmed myself because I could not help her. She was the change I needed, the change I craved for.

And so were my feelings, they were changing. They were craving for more.

You found me
When no one else was lookin'
How did you know just where I would be?
Yeah, you broke through
All of my confusion
The ups and the downs
And you still didn't leave
I guess that you saw what nobody could see
You found me

You found me- Kelly Clarkson

A/N: EEPP! So their feelings are finally developing! I'm so proud! :') Btw are you liking the character development so far? Do they need any changes?

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