|AsYa & ArShi FF:Classified Love Thread I| (Complete) - Page 68

WOW!!!

That was the best drunk scene ever! Hands down! Great job

Sorry for the extremely late comment :P
I loved all the 8ish updates :-)
I love how Zoya and Khushi have mixed so well with the family and everything

yaar loved drunk zoya n awesome update

Sooo I read everything in one go from chapter one till now, I know I know! I feel like I've been living in a cave only reading it now:) but I'm already hooked and I can't wait for the next update :D amazing writing :)

Hello! 😃 So I know I am posting after a while but I have been really busy and I've been experiencing writer's block. I can't make myself sit down and write, and when I do I just end up typing and erasing over and over again. So I am not very happy with the way this chapter turned out, I don't even know how I got myself to finally write it but here it is. Please do let me know what you think!

On the bright side, isn't QH just getting more and more wonderful each day? I am so excited to see how this track plays out!

AND AND AND EID MUBRAK! 🤗

Chapter 20

The morning sun and a pounding headache greeted Zoya when she woke up the next morning. Her throat was parched and the light was too bright. She put her hand over her eyes and opened them slowly. To her left sat Asad with a glass of water in his hands.

"Good Morning." He said softly but it sounded like he was shouting to Zoya.

Zoya groaned sitting up and Asad handed her some pills and the glass of water. "Thank you." Zoya whispered as she downed the pills.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"No." Zoya whined. "What's wrong with me?" She asked confused as to why she felt this bad.

"You don't remember?" Asad asked shocked.

"No..." She said suddenly very scared.

"You got drunk last night." Asad said.

"NO!" Zoya gasped. "Tell me I didn't do anything stupid! The last thing I remember is telling Tanveer off-"

"You what?" Asad asked not knowing about this particular act.

"Stop yelling. Ask Ayaan later." She said rolling her eyes. "Did I do anything stupid?"

"Define stupid." Asad laughed.

"Oh no." Zoya groaned laying back down and pulling a pillow over her face. "What did I do?"

"There is some videos floating around this house."

"Allah Miyah." Zoya said as she tried to recall what she had done. She kind of remembered standing between a herd of overly dressed aunties. "Why do I remember standing in between overly dressed women?"

Asad broke out into laughter at the stricken look on her face. "Because you stood in the middle of them and told them all off. What was it that you said?" He asked pretending to think. "Yes, that they shouldn't find rishtas for and touch your Asad." He teased as Zoya blushed.

"Damn right." Zoya laughed. "I guess I have a hate club now."

"Oh yeah." Asad nodded. "Do you remember anything else..." He asked but Zoya shook her head.

"What?" She asked her eyes wide.

"You might want to see it for yourself later. Go shower and come down for breakfast." He kissed her forehead gently as he got up.

"ASAD! Tell me!" She groaned.

"I can't do the story justice, you have to see it yourself." He said as he walked out the door.

In the room next door...

Whilst Zoya had woken up with a pounding headache, Khushi woke up with a huge smile on her face. She turned around to her right but Arnav wasn't there as he always was when she woke up. She shot up in the bed, which was still surrounded in sheets and crawled to the edge to peek in from between the sheets as she put her feet on the floor. Arnav chose the exact same moment to walk out of the bathroom, clad in only a towel.

He stopped short in his tracks at seeing her. "Hi." He said his voice husky.

Khushi stood up as she tried not to blatantly check him out. She had a hard time keeping her eyes on his face because they kept straying to the vast expanse of his sexy body. Arnav smirked as he watched a blush appear on her cheeks. He slowly walked towards the still frozen Khushi and put his hand on the middle of her back pulling her towards him.

"Kya hua Khushi?" He whispered.

Before he could see it coming, Khushi closed the distance between them and fused her lips to his as her fingers dove into his hair just as forcefully as her tongue dived between his parted lips. Arnav gave out a moan of pleasure as he eagerly responded to her touch, his hold around her waist tightened as his other hand trailed over the side of her body, barely grazing her breast but driving Khushi crazy. Khushi took advantage of his shirtless state, caressing his upper body and abs with her hands driving Arnav crazy. After a few minutes of the passionate liplock they both pulled awy breathing heavily as Arnav rested his forehead against hers.

"What was that?" Arnav smiled as Khushi blushed.

"You looked to hot to not be kissed." Khushi responded without thinking and then blushing as the words registered in her head. Arnav let out a laugh and shook his head. "I am going to go shower!" Khushi said as she practically ran out of the room.

"You are up!" Khushi chirped as she saw a wide-eyed Zoya sitting on her bed.

"Oh nothing. Just slightly hungover." Zoya replied trying to smile.

"Guess what?" Khushi asked excitedly.

"What?"

"I am in love with Arnav."

"Get out! FINALLY! Did you tell him?" Zoya asked excited.

"Yep!"

"Oh my god! Tell me what happened! How'd you realize it? What did you say?" Zoya screamed excitedly forgetting all about her headache.

"You know how Aarti aunty pulled us aside? It was because his dadi, who his family doesn't have good relations with, came. Apparently she is a total bitch and likes to drop by once in a while to criticize aunty. So Arnav kissed me outside after you stormed away from Tanveer the s**t and Dadi saw. Then she starts going on about how it isn't appropriate and blah blah blah. She literally implied that I was some wh**e and then had the audacity to insult Aarti aunty and Arnav. And I reached my limit and told her off. Aarti aunty apparently saw it and she came and talked to me. She kind of opened up my mind, she has been through a lot, she was hurt in love but she said that doesn't mean we should stop trying. I guess it struck a chord. And Arnav was so sad, and it was weird. I felt like I was the one hurting. Then we ran into his friend and these two other guys, total douchebags. Arnav was so pissed at them because of the way they treat woman. Just listening to him made me realize that he would never hurt me. Then all of a sudden it felt as if my heart was expanding and all these memories of us ran through my mind. And then...the future. Buying our first house, getting married and stuff. It was just-" Khushi gushed.

"AWWW!" Zoya smiled. "How'd you tell him?!"

"I went back to his room after I changed and he had sheets covering the whole bed like a canopy and these glow in the dark stars lined the top. We were just sitting there and I felt like I should tell him so I did. He was so shocked at first and then his face just lit up." Khushi smiled.

"HOW CUTE!" Zoya smiled. "Rest of the story later, I feel absolutely disgusting. I am going to hit the shower. And then you are going to tell me exactly what I did last night Missy!" She groaned heading towards the bathroom.

Khushi laughed falling back onto the bed and grabbing her sketchbook. She turned to the page where she had drawn her potential wedding dress, because it was the one she saw when she thought about her wedding yesterday. She was so engrossed that she didn't notice Arnav walking into the room and standing by the foot of her bed. He grabbed the book right out of Khushi's hand.

"Arnav! Give it back!" Khushi yelled.

"Is this the coveted book Zoya was talking about?" He said holding it above her head.

"Give it back!"

"I really want to see it." He said trying to keep it away from a jumping Khushi's hands. "Please."

Khushi sighed knowing there was no way he'd give it back and shrugged.

"Thank you." Arnav smiled sitting on the sofa and opening the book. He looked through the book with fascination, his awe growing page after page. He smiled as he saw a page that said "Zoya's Wedding Dress" at the top. A beautiful red lengha was on the page, the inticrate designs visible.

"This is absolutely amazing." Arnav said looking up at Khushi.

"It's not. You don't need to lie." Khushi smiled.

"No, Khushi seriously. This is amazing. The styles are so unique, so fresh yet traditional. If you were to launch these in the AR Bridal collection...we'd beat every other designer out there. These would be the sought after dresses." Arnav said seriously.

"You don't need to-"

"I am not saying this to my girlfriend. I am saying this to the designer. These are amazing, and I'd be crazy if I let you go and launch these for any other design house." Arnav said as Khushi stood there flabbergasted.

"Arnav- they aren't that good. And-"

"Wait right here." Arnav said dashing out of the room. "AMAN! AMANNN!" He yelled while looking down the hallway. He watched as Aman all but ran out of his room.

"Where's the fire?" Aman asked walking towards him.

"Come here!" Arnav said walking into the room. "Don't say anything." He said to Khushi.

"What? Hey Khushi." Aman smiled walking into the room.

"I found a potential designer for AR. I need you to look over the designs." Arnav said handing Aman the sketchbook.

Aman sat on the sofa and turned to the first page, then the next and the next with a speculative look on his face.

"I am loving it so far. I love the use of the collars and the different embroidery. These are pretty impressive." Aman said with a smile on his face. Arnav took the book back before Aman could turn to the "Zoya's Wedding Dress" page.

"So what do you think?"

"Do whatever you need to get her to sign a contract with AR. This stuff needs to be seen. Who is the designer anyway?" Aman asked.

Arnav turned around to smile at Khushi. "See?" He said.

"Khushi?" Aman asked shocked as Arnav nodded.

"Holy shit woman! These are amazing. I didn't know you were this talented. You have to let AR launch you." Aman said excitedly

"Uhm..." Khushi said still shocked. "I-uh."

"Convince her man." Aman said turning to Arnav. "I'll go get a preliminary contract drawn up and then we can work with it."

"So what do you say?" Arnav asked turning to Khushi when Aman walked out.

"I-" Khushi started. "What if people think I only got launched because I am with you?" She asked. What if her talent went unseen behind the rumors of her relation with the owner of AR Designs.

"Khushi, anyone who sees your designs won't think that. And yes, people may write that, but the fashion industry will know it isn't true. No one will ever doubt your talent. And if it makes you feel any better we can keep our relationship on the down low for a while. Just say yes."

Khushi absorbed the words coming out of his mouth.

Isn't this what I always wanted? To work with a company like AR Designs...Aman even approved the designs without knowing they were mine. So it must be because of the designs right? Working with AR. With Arnav. Could I do it? Did I want to do it?

"Yes." Khushi whispered smiling.

Arnav's smile grew ten fold as he pulled her into a huge hug squeezing her tight.

"Aw, couldn't stay away from her?" Zoya teased walking out of the bathroom.

"Ah, look who's awake. Hungover?" Arnav teased.

"Shut up." Zoya laughed. "What happened?" She asked looking at the smiles on their faces.

"AR Designs is launching me." Khushi smiled.

"WHATTT?!" Zoya screamed happily. "THAT IS AMAZING! CONGRATULATIONS TO BOTH OF YOU!" She said throwing her arms around the two of them as they laughed.

"I'll get Aman to get you a work permit as well then. I am guessing you want to go back home after the court date and get your stuff? We still have plenty of time, we usually launch our bridal collection mid-August." Arnav said.

"Yeah, I need to get things in order there. Plus I've already started working and completed some of them, I am guessing you want to see them, boss." Khushi giggled.

"Wait- you're going to have to stay here..." Zoya realized.

"Yeah." Khushi laughed.

"Wait, since I quit my job as of after you two give your testament I could fly back with you or after you." Arnav smiled at Khushi.

"You quit your job?" Zoya asked surprised.

"Uh...yeah. It was either the job or Khushi."

"What do you mean?" Zoya asked.

"Agency rule, we can't keep in touch with our 'assignments'." Arnav said using air quotations around the work assignments. "I'd be forbidden to see both of you after you got on that flight if I didn't quit. And I can't have that now can I? As annoying of a little sister you are Zoya, I still need you around. " He explained as Khushi grinned having heard him explain this to her already.

"Oh...did Asad, uh, quit?" Zoya asked.

"Uhm...no. Not yet." Arnav said slowly not sure how she was going to take it. He thought that Asad would have talked to her about this.

"Oh. I-uh...I'll be back." Zoya said walking out of the room as her phone started ringing.

"Zoya!" Khushi yelled after her.

"Let her go talk to him." Arnav said.

"She's not going to talk to him Arnav." Khushi sighed.

X-X-X-X

Khushi gave Zoya thirty minutes before she went looking for her. She found her on the terrace leaning against the raiing.

"You okay?" She asked standing beside Zoya.

"Not really."

"Want to talk about it?"

"You know when you think everything is going right and all of a sudden you realize that it's the exact opposite? Like everything you ever believed in was wrong."

"This isn't about Asad is it?" Khushi asked confused.

"I've been living a lie..." Zoya whispered still not looking at Khushi.

"What happened?" Khushi asked.

"Aapi called." Zoya said.

"Wait how did she get your number? Aren't Asad and Arnav the only ones..." Khushi said confused, they weren't allowed to call anyone they knew. The cell phones were strictly to communicate with Asad and Arnav if anything happened.

"She called to inform me that her and Jiju were coming to get us."

"But how do they know-" Khushi started again.

"Jiju is one of them."

"Zoya, you're not making any sense."

"Jiju is part of the agency, the head of it actually, has been for years. All this time, I've thought he was...and they didn't even bother to tell me. She promised she'd never hide anything from me after I found out about Mom's death...but she hid this. For so long. Were they even going to tell us if all of this didn't happen? I feel so...betrayed." Zoya explained.

Khushi sat there shocked letting the words sink in.

"I am sure they had a reason for it..."

"I don't care. They promised not to hide anything from me. They hid what happened to my mom for years and they promised not to do that again. But they did...I can't even." Zoya said.

"Zoya, they had their reasons for it. Hear them out when they come here."

"They are not. I told them I didn't want to see them yet." Zoya said. "We leave according to what Asad said ' wait, he knew this too didn't he?" She realized her eyes widening. "And he didn't tell me..."

"It wasn't his story to tell Zoya." Khushi said.

"Still...he should have said...something." Zoya said. "He never says anything."

"Don't you think you should talk to him?"

"You heard Arnav right? He doesn't want to be with me...if he did he would have...he could have at least told me." Zoya sighed.

"Zoya, talk to him. You know he isn't the most direct person out there. And I really don't think he wants you to leave."

"He knows I have to, he didn't do anything about it. So why am I going to force myself on him if he doesn't seem to want me here anyway?" Zoya said.

"Zoya."

"Can we talk about this later?" Zoya said looking at Khushi who nodded knowing that it was best to give her space right now. Zoya took a deep breath trying to process everything that had happened in the past hour. Finding out that the two people who you trusted most in the world have lied to you your whole life wasn't an easy truth to accept. And on top of that she was leaving all of the new people she'd let into her life behind in two days.

Zoya stayed aloof all day. She watched Asad from across the room but never approached him. She willed him to get up and come to her, to tell her that he wanted her to stay. But did he? More importantly, could he quit the job he lived for to be with her? Was she important enough to him for that? She had no doubt in her mind that he cared for her, a whole lot. But did he love her enough to quit his job so he could be with her? She knew for a fact that if she was in his place she would have left any and every thing for him, but she was in love with him.

Everyone wrote off Zoya's quietness as her being tired from the previous day. They were surprised but not shocked when she didn't even laugh at the videos Ayaan showed her of her drunk escapades from the previous night.

"Is everything okay?" Asad asked sitting beside her on the sofa.

"I don't know." Zoya whispered curling into his side.

Chapter 21: Page 119

Loved the update...👏,,,and yeah QH is being awesome these days