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As Yash and Aarti left the place to look for their son, Ansh, Zoya turned to see a haggered Asad, with a tear stricken muddy face. The burial had made her senses dim, making her vision blurry with her breathing strained.She struggled to breath long and deep, as Asad turned away from her.
Asad just couldn't believe they had found her. For a minute back there, he was ready to torture himself till his death for doing this to Zoya. Every single word that were trained towards Zoya was of the hope of never seeing her again.. Ever. This pained his heart, constricting his chest, making him struggle to breathe.
And now, there sat a Zoya who was very much alive, but with a perplexed expression with weakness in her body shouting out loud at him. Her eyes blinked to see him again, making him breathe again, getting used to the fact that she was still here..
Still Alive..
He turned away from her, realising that she had seen him almost crying. Oh, what the Hell! She's Alive, Alhamdolilah! Blinking in gratitude at the Almighty above, his hands came up to his teary, muddy face, sliding down to his jaw, as he uttered a prayer to the one above.
He tried to calm his breathing, that had suddenly turned strained, induced with a joy that he never thought would exist in the presence of the girl who was sitting behind him. Staring..
Yes. He could feel her staring, as her whiskey brown eyes burned faint holes into his broad back.
Running a hand through his dirty hair, he willed himself to turn back at her. He was ashamed at himself for having said those blasted words of never talking to her, never even look at her face, even if they were the last two people on Earth. He sucked in a sharp breath, praying that she wouldn't disappear again. He let out a sigh of relief, when he saw her still sitting there, trying to keep her senses open.
Zoya felt light headed due to the pure oxygen filling in her lungs. Well, pure enough to breathe, of course. She held her head lightly, trying to straighten her spine to sit erect, but in vain. The dizziness just increased. Rolling her eyes, she looked up at Asad, who was walking towards her in slow measured steps.
She coughed lightly to huff out the dry mud from her mouth. She felt something come to stand still. She looked up to see Asad staring down at her with an unrecognizable expression.
Was that fear?
Furrowing her eyebrows, she pushed herself off the ground only to fall back on her butt hard. Very hard.
Asad panicked the second Zoya pushed herself up, and fell straight back down on her butt. A wince escaped his lips, as he saw Zoya groan loudly in pain, whilst kneeling down and grabbing her arms tight to straighten her.
Zoya felt a pair of strong hands grasp her arms and hold her straight. She looked up to stare straight into a pair midnight blues, worry floating in its depths. Before she could utter a word, she felt his arms wrap around her, squeezing her tight, crushing her to his broad chest.
He didn't know, but he wanted to do it. So, without giving a second thought to it, he proceeded and crashed her to his chest, hugging her tightly to himself... Afraid.
Yes, he was Afraid. He was always afraid, but no one knew that. No one. Not his mother. Not his sister. Not his own brother, Ayaan. And certainly not Zoya.
He heard her let out a pained cough, and instantly loosened his hold, only to stop midway when he felt her arms, slightly wrapping around his waist.
Zoya felt warm in the envelope of his arms. But it had taken her by surprise. It took a minute for her to understand that he was..
Resting her head against his shoulder, she sighed. In contentment. She felt relaxed in the middle of his strong, slightly bulky arms. They gave a cushion-like effect around her. This made her giggle mentally, but it refused to stay in, and came out in the form of a cough, bringing both out of their thoughts, and making him loosen his hold around her.
But her arms had involuntarily found their way up, and were pulling him closer a bit, at his waist.
Shifting for comfort and settling down on the ground, he pulled her closer and cradled her like a baby in his arms. Rocking her back and forth, he realised how calming this was. His chin rested against her forehead, taking in the muddy lemony scent her hair emitted. It was a weird combination, but not a bad one though.
Zoya clutched at Asad's kurta, closing her eyes and listening to his steady heart beat. It felt good to hear something so relaxing. The Lubb-Dub sound steadied her breathing and brought a small smile on her face. Suddenly, she felt something soft and wet touch her forehead. Her smile widened, as she realised it was a kiss, and sighed in satisfaction..
Asad placed his lips on her forehead unable to resist it and smooched it softly, as he caressed her hair slowly. He leaned back a bit, as he felt Zoya leaning more into his chest, and snuggling. He lifted his chin for comfort and rested it on her head, as he sighed softly in satisfaction..
Their eyes shot open at the next instant, as soon as the kiss registered in their minds. His hold loosened way too much, making her feel cold, while she leaned back faster than required, leaving him bare, and making herself dizzy at the intensity.
Asad caught onto her arm and pulled her back to sit straight on..
He looked down at himself, and felt her look down too, to only realise that she was sitting on his lap.
On his lap.
On. His. Lap.
Zoya blinked, and swallowed slowly, feeling her cheeks burn slightly, before daring to look into his midnight blues.
Asad blinked and looked up slowly, his mouth suddenly going dry. She coloured. And a very deep colour indeed.
She could blush?
Zoya noticed how his jaw was slack, as he stared unabashedly at her face. Her cheeks burnt even more, making her suspicious of her body reactions. I never blushed. Then why was it happening today of all days?
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Hey, peoples!
How've you been?
I don't know what your reaction will be to this OS, but let me tell you that even am not satisfied with it.
Yet, I put it up, just to get that scene outta my head! 😕
Sheesh! It's been so long since I updated my older OS: Uninvited and the rest of my works! :P *sigh* College, you see!
I may edit this later, if something better comes to my mind! I don't know why has my mind gone blank for more than a week! Pssh! Stupid Brain-wa! Wake up, yaar! *knocking my head real hard with my knuckles*
Anyways, do drop in your two cents and let me know what on Earth you felt about this short OS!
Annie😃
Geet - Hui Sabse Parayee
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