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Part 4
She opened the car's door, plopped herself in and banged the door.
Asad winced and exclaimed
"I would appreciate if you would handle others' things with a little care."
She opened the door and closed it again gently this time.
"Fine?"
He just nodded his head and started the car.
The silence in the car was creeping her out so she started blabbering.
"Have you always been like this or something changed you?"
A: "Excuse me?"
Z: "The boring, brooding angry young man!"
A: "Are you planning to write a thesis on me?"
Z: "No. Why?"
A: "Why are you trying to poke your nose into what is not your business at all?"
Z: "I am just interested by the way. I mean I get bewildered when I compare you and Najma. She is so sweet and nice. You on the other hand look like you feed on acid like vampires on blood. You spew venom when somebody tries to be nice to you."
A: "I didn't know you are so interested in me that you..."
Z: "Ya Allah! What makes you think I am interested? No girl can ever be interested in you."
A: "I don't know why am I having this useless conversation with you but I don't think I need to enlighten you regarding who can ever be interested in me. The female population of KEMC normally puts up quite a spectacular show of that often. That may cure your doubts."
Z: "Oh that! Its just that they find you sexy and... I umm... I mean they hero worship you. I am talking about the real you."
A: "So you think you know the real me?"
Z: "I am not claiming that but you do have a tendency of arguing unreasonably with completely reasonable people."
A: "Look who's talking! So who is the reasonable person I have a tendency of picking up on?"
Z: "Me for instance. You acted so stubborn at the rug shop, and made me make a fool of myself."
A: "You don't need to make a fool of yourself you know."
She was about to retort when she looked at her side and her eyes widened with horror. Akram was in the car right beside theirs. All hell would break loose if he saw her with Asad. Haseena Aunty would make such an issue out of it that she could be grounded for life. She quickly moved her seat back and bent down in order to hide herself.
A: "What are you doing? Demonstrating your level of foolishness?"
Z: "Oho Mr Khan! Please drive faster. I can answer your questions later."
He just shook his head with disbelief and increased the car's speed. She continued riling him up till they reached her place.
He dropped her home and hurried back to his own.
When Asad returned after dropping Zoya he couldn't help getting out her comments about him out of his mind. No other person had ever worked him up like she did.
"So she thinks I am boring and nobody can be interested in me. Well lets show you Miss Zoya Faruqi, what is Asad Ahmed Khan made of."
Zoya and Najma were loitering in the corridor enjoying their break after three consecutive classes when Shalini, their Class Representative walked up to them and said
"If you need the tickets for the Gala night you people can contact me after college."
Z: "Okay."
S: "And we are going to buy our dresses together for the Gala night on Tuesday . You both interested?"
Z: "We will see. First we have to make sure that we can come for the function, thinking about shopping comes later."
S: "Oh come on Zoya! This is gonna be so much fun. And..." She leaned towards her and whispered as if telling her something really important "Asad Ahmed Khan has a special performance, I heard."
Z: "What is so special about that? I mean you people treat him like he is some sort of demi-god."
Shalini shook her head and said
"You don't understand, I heard somebody say, he is going to sing and dance this time. Plus its him Zoya. Some day his magic is going to work on you as well. I will ask you then."
Z: "Huh. I will treat you with whatever you like if that happens."
Zoya was surprised. The ever no-nonsense Asad Ahmed Khan and singing and dancing didn't fit together in one sentence. Neverthless she told Shalini that they would let her know about their plan and she left after wishing them a good day.
Najma was surprised as well.
N: "Bhai is a really good singer, I know. He seldom sings when his friends insist but dancing... I am surprised."
Z: "Mr No-nonsense and singing... interesting. This may as well be a rumour. A trick to sell more of their tickets."
N: "Why do you keep on coming up with such weird names for bhai. He has such a nice name."
Z: "Well what does his name mean, by the way?"
N: "It means lion. You know lion is fearless, brave, the ruler and..."
Z: "Ah I get it. That is why he keeps roaring all the time and dominates everyone around him. And what does your name mean... lamb? You are always so meek when he is around!"
Najma hit her shoulder playfully and then changed the topic.
"Oh its time for the class. Lets go."
She had never seen so many people gathered together ever in her life. She had no idea that KEMC had such large student body. The function had just begun and some boys from a senior year gave a power-packed performance. This was followed by a number of other performances and a skit.
The boy who was comparing came on stage and announced
"So finally the moment you all esp. you girls (wink) have been desperately waiting for is here. Put your hands together for Asad Ahmed Khan!"
The crowd cheered loudly as he came on stage. The lights dimmed and the spotlight was on him. He was wearing black baggy pants and a black sleeveless leather jacket which showed his well toned muscular arms.
A boy handed him his guitar. As soon as he started strumming, most of the girls hooted loudly.
He danced to the upbeat music as he sang along. Although he was singing a peppy number Zoya could make out, he had a really soulful voice, the kind that stirred something in the listener's heart. The crowd cheered as he opened the front zip of his jacket giving an open view of his perfectly chisseled body. Zoya gasped, but soon masked her expressions.
Asad scanned the crowd as he came on stage. Finally he spotted her. She had this completely indifferent expression on her face when he started his performance. The crowd had gone berserk, with the girls moving closer to the stage in a bid to get closer to him. She didn't seem quite impressed with his singing and dancing skills by the look of it. He moved towards the front of the stage and pulled up a random girl from the horde of young ladies who had their arms outstreched towards him.
Zoya's jaw dropped as she saw him dancing way too close to a girl.
"Omg! Shalini... She must be having the time of her life and look at him! No manners at all. He is holding her so close to himself. They both look like, any moment now they would just... yuck... no... kissing that too in public. What am I thinking? And come on Zoe his first kiss shouldn't be with a girl like Shalini. How do you know its his first? No no no Zoe what the hell are you thinking. Stop right there! Whoever he kisses is none of your business."
Her "wayward" thoughts came to a halt as she felt her cell phone vibrating in her pocket. She moved out and away from the crowd as she couldn't hear what Hammad was saying at the other end.
The look of absolute shock on Zoya's face amused him thoroughly as he pulled up a random girl on-stage. The girl was getting too close for comfort, rather literally throwing herself on him. He moved a little away from her and continued to dance so as not to make this move of his too obvious. She had disappeared from her previous position when he tried to spot her in the crowd again.
"Where is your friend?"
Asad asked Najma as he saw her coming towards him alone.
N: "She already left with Hammad."
A: "But wasn't she supposed to come with us?"
N: "Bhai why are you so concerned? She had plans with Hammad so she left!"
A: "What do you mean? I just, I... Uncle asked me to drop her that's why I asked."
N: "I was just kidding. Hammad got free from wherever he was earlier than expected so they planned to go that new club near their house."
A: "At ten at night! I don't understand these siblings' definitition of fun."
N: "Yah! Who goes to a club with her brother."
A: "Najma."
N: "Kidding bhai."
Zoya was standing at the back of the college building by the same pole where she had first met him. The area was completely deserted. Finally he turned up looking like a greek god flashing his perfect six packs. He came real close to her. He kept on moving closer till she could totally feel his heart beating against hers.
"I want my first kiss with you Zoya."
She closed her eyes in response anticipating his perfect lips to come in contact with hers but it never happened. It seemed as if somebody was shouting something from somewhere distant.
Slowly Asad disappeared and her pillow appeared by her side and the shouting got louder.
"JUST GET UP ZOE! AMMI N' BABA ARE OUT AND YOU ARE MISSING OUT ON ALL THE FUN."
Hammad shouted as he pulled off the blanket off her.
"Let me sleep! I am tired." Zoya moaned as she pulled it back.
"Get up Zoe. You have slept through the whole day. Its five in the evening."
Z: "Go away."
H: "You won't get up like this."
Suddenly she felt the blanket being pulled up harshly and something cold and wet hit her face with a lot of force. Startled she opened her eyes and saw Hammad running out with a watergun in his hand.
"YOU! I won't spare you Hammad."
She jumped out of her bed and ran to the washroom. She came out with a mug full of water. Hammad had ran out towards the lawn. She followed him there but whatever followed made her realize she had fallen into his trap. As soon as she stepped out of the door leading to the lawn, she got drenched from head to toe. An excited cry from Hamza followed.
"Gocha."
She looked up to see a bucket hanging upside down with a rope.
Hammad laughed at her evily and fleed from there. She looked at Hamza and emptied her mug on him.
"Ow Appi. That was so bad of you." He wailed.
"That wasn't very good of you either." Zoya replied.
Hm: "It was Hammad bhai's idea."
Z: "Then we need to teach him a lesson."
She went in and brought the only thing that she could bribe her little brother with.
"So who's team are you in?"
Zoya asked Hamza when she came back.
Hm: "Hammad bhai. We are the boys' team."
Z: "Okay then. As I don't have anyone in my team, I will have to eat this Kit-Kat all by myself."
Hm: "No Appi, we are one team. Remember Hamza and Appi, best friends forever."
He smiled at her cutely. She smiled back and gestured him to come closer and whispered her plan in his ear.
When they were ready, Zoya gave Hamza a thumbs-up sign and he started crying real loud.
Hearing his wails, Hammad came out to check up on him. As soon as he stepped into the lawn Zoya attacked him with a water hose in her hand. He tried to run away as cold water drenched his back. As he ran forwards, Hamza hiding behind a tree, tugged at the rope they had laid as a trap and tied at the other end. Hammad's foot got entangled in the rope and he fell face-forward into a pool of mud Zoya and her partner in crime had prepared earlier. Zoya laughed at him in the same way as he had done earlier.
He got up and walked towards her, arms outstreched with all his clothes muddy.
"Come on Zoe, a nice siblings hug."
Zoya ran into the house for dear life as Hammad ran after her. She was so busy trying to get away from Hammad that she didn't see Asad entering the lounge. She collided right into his chest. Unable to withstand this sudden impact she fell backwards but was soon caught by Asad.
A shiver ran down her spine. She suddenly felt cold and then remembered that her clothes were all wet, clinging to her body. Thinking of this, it dawned upon her that they were standing quite close to each other. She moved back at once.
"She is hot man!" As soon as the thought crossed his mind Asad reprimanded himself and looked away.
"Zoe, I will get you. Here I..."
Hammad blabbered as he entered the lounge. He stopped as soon as he saw Asad.
A: "What on earth are you two doing?"
H: "Just having a little fun."
Zoya awkwardly moved out of there to change her dress unnoticed by both of them.
A: "This is... fun!"
Asad said pointing at Hammad's muddy clothes.
H: "Errr... yah."
"Aaah. Hands up Hammad bhai." Hamza shouted as he ran in with the watergun that Hammad had earlier. "Ow Asad bhai. ATTACK!"
He shouted as he pointed his gun at Asad. Hammad hurriedly got hold of him from the back and picked him up.
"No buddy. He will spank you real bad." Hammad said to Hamza as he made him stand on the ground.
"Really As... Ah Ah Ah AHCHOO." Hamza tried to reply but ended up sneezing.
Zoya called him from inside.
"Hamza come in here right now. Change your clothes or you will catch a cold."
As Hamza ran back in, Asad said to Hammad.
"You know what, Only Hamza acts his age among the three of you."
H: "Thank you for the compliment but it wasn't required Mr-Can't-have-fun-at-all."
A: "Does this run in the family?"
H: "What?"
A: "Name-calling."
"Hammad change your clothes and lets clean up. Ammi just called and she said they would be back in half an hour."
Zoya said, walking in.
As Hammad went in Asad turned to Zoya.
"Umm Zoya, Najma asked me to get your Anatomy journal."
"Oh yah, I just saw her message. Have a seat. I'll be right back."
The next day at college, Zoya heard Shalini talking to her friends as she walked past them.
"He is so hot. OMG!"
"They are definitely talking about Mr-Six-pack-abbs." She thought to herself as she kept walking. She blushed as she thought of the dream she had the previous evening.
"This is unhealthy. I have to stop thinking about Mr. Akdu."
She said to herself. As she walked on, engrossed in her own thoughts, she collided right into someone.
Precap:
"This is not good. I have to stop thinking about her but last night's dream..."
As he walked on, engrossed in his thoughts, he collided into someone. She started to fell back and he instictively put his arm around her waist to keep her from falling.
Edited by Jaren93. - 11 years ago
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