Originally posted by: goingreen
Haha well, you know how if I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll :p They'll kiss soon, hold your horses!! (:
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22 years of Hungama
Originally posted by: goingreen
Haha well, you know how if I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll :p They'll kiss soon, hold your horses!! (:
Originally posted by: nisha150
superbb update dear..actually i dnt hav a habit to check d pages i wait for a pm bt it suddenly struck to me dat u dnt send pm's so i checked d page and i felt vry dissappointd dat u hav updated early and i cudnt read it 😭
KISS KISSko update was amazingg😉😉
u exprssed ver well KISS wala scene 👏
updateee nxt prtt soonnn
Asad stood in front of his open closet and waited patiently. True to his expectations, he heard his room door swing open a few minutes later, without warning, and of course, without knocking. He immediately reached for his tie and began to carry out his plan.
"Kehte hai khuda ne iss jahaan mein sabhi ke liye KISSi na KISSi ko hai banaaya har KISSi ke liye," Asad half-hummed, half-sang to himself, behaving like as though he had no idea that Zoya was even there. He swung his tie over his neck and busied himself with knotting it.
Zoya mouth hung in a gape, unable to contain her surprise. She had intended to barge in and confront Asad about his stupid kiss-kiss speech at the breakfast table, but here he was singing a song to himself. Which coincidentally also happened to have the repeated use of kiss' in it. Wait a second, maybe it wasn't coincidental! He probably knew she was in the room and was intentionally mocking her. Zoya was about to open her mouth to lash out at Asad when the sound of Asad's voice silenced her again.
"Tera milna hai uss rab ka ishaara maano mujhko banaaya tere jaise hi KISSi ke liye," Asad continued the song, pulling out his waistcoat from the closet and putting it on, taking his own sweet time with the buttons. Zoya found herself distracted as she watched Asad stretch while he put the waistcoat on, the outline of his muscles against his thin white shirt clearly visible. She swallowed hard and tried to find her voice again, when Asad cut her yet again.
"Kuch toh hai tujhse raabta, kuch toh hai tujhse... Miss Farooqui! Aap kab aayi? Aap phirse knock kiye bina hi andar aa gayi na. Aapko kuch chahiye tha?" Asad asked casually, as he turned away from his closet and put his coat on, feigning ignorance to the fact that she'd been standing there all along. Zoya shook her head as she collected her thoughts, caught off-guard yet again.
"Woh, um, aap... Aapko filmi gaane aate hai? Then why did you refuse to play antakshari with me that night during the blackout?" Zoya asked in a genuinely confused manner. She was glad that she had managed to come up with something to say at all. If not, her real answer to aapko kuch chahiye' was actually something else completely...
"Aap yeh puchne aayi thi? Kitni weird ho aap. Theek hai, jhoot bola tha maine. Aur kuch chahiye aapko?" Asad answered, his voice laced with amusement. He watched Zoya's eyes widen as he walked up to her very slowly, stopping right in front of her. He began to lean in very, very slightly, and immediately noted Zoya's suddenly quickened breaths.
"Nahi toh mujhe office jaana hai, mujhe dair ho rahi hai," Asad whispered into Zoya's ear as he leaned into her, reaching for his laptop case that lay on his green settee behind her. He felt Zoya's palm rest on the back of his hand, stopping him from taking the laptop case. He obliged and straightened up, raising an eyebrow at her as she continued to hold his hand.
"Aap... aapko... aapko pata hai na, ke mujhe kya chahiye?" Zoya asked boldly, although her voice came out shaky and unsure. Asad stayed still for a while, holding Zoya's gaze, before giving her a short, slow nod. He took another step towards her closing the gap between their bodies, before closing his free hand over the hand she was holding his other hand with. He pried her fingers free of his hand, one finger at a time, before abruptly moving away from her and walking towards the door.
"Mr Khan?! Aap kahan jaa rahe ho?!" Zoya exclaimed incredulously, unable to control her exasperation. He'd come so close to her, and now he was walking off again! This man was becoming more and more difficult to understand.
"Bread lene! Aapko bread chahiye na?" Asad answered, straining his face to keep it straight and contain his chuckle. He watched Zoya open and close her mouth repeatedly, in a futile attempt to find her voice and answer him. She really did look frazzled, and he was starting to feel bad. He walked back to her and held her by her shoulders, forcing her to make eye contact with him.
"Zoya, tell me what you want from me," Asad demanded seriously, running his palms down her arms slowly, before reaching her hands and closing his hands over them. He raised his and her entwined hands to his chest and then tugged at them, making Zoya take a step forward and stand flush against him.
"I want you to kiss me," Zoya finally whispered, looking down at their joined as she admitted defeat. She felt and watched Asad's hands tighten around hers, sending a tingle right down to her toes. She looked back up to Asad's eyes just to catch a glint of something she couldn't place. Was it mischief, happiness... or maybe shock?
"Kyun," Asad replied breathily, saying the word as a statement more than as a question. Zoya bit her lower lip, trying to control her emotions from showing on her face. It already took her a lot of courage to tell him what she really wanted. So why was he torturing her like this? Maybe he was just going to probe all the answers out of her before cruelly laughing at her about her infatuation with him. If only he knew it ran deeper than infatuation...
"Kyunki I've never been kissed, and I was reading this article about kissing but couldn't relate to it. So I was trying to find someone to experiment with... Then I thought maybe I could kiss you, since I'm leaving on Friday anyway, then it won't even be awkward for too long. What I mean is... basically there are simply no other candidates around, I mean obviously, it's not like I know all that many people here in Bhopal. And so I just wanted to... I mean, I just want to... know... know what it feels like. To be kissed I mean, by you... I mean, by anyone... but in this case, to be kissed by you. But I mean, it's okay if you're not interes..." Zoya's incessant blabbering came to a sudden halt when she felt Asad's warm lips press against hers. She rolled her eyes backwards in pleasure before closing them. He was actually kissing her! Finally!
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