Part 2
The ride to India, was a calm one. At-least the other thought. For Zoya, it was just not a comfortable one. Acting all the way as if his presence was disturbing her. She don't know why but now, the feelings she had suppressed inside her are coming out. The control she had over 'em is loosing. The sudden thought of she living with him alone send shivers down her spine.
After landing they came out while a question struck in Zoya's mind. "Asad, where are we going to live?" asked Zoya. "I and my family used to live over here Zoya, we had a house which I asked the caretaker to clean. So, basically we are going to stay over there." Asad replied. "Ghuma phirake wohi bolna hai. Seedhe bola kar!" said an irritated Zoya. "Seedha? Aur wo us seedhe ke baad jo mere saath question-answer round khela jaata hai uska kya?" asked Asad raising his eyebrows. "Ya, ya" replied Zoya.
Both of them took a taxi and left for The Khan Mansion. Just as they entered the house, Zoya was mermerised by the beauty of the house. "MA!" exclaimed Zoya. "Asad this house is soo beautiful. Even more than the one you have in New York" said zoya. "Thanx." replied Asad as he showed her the room where she can stay.
Freshening up, both came downstairs. Zoya being zoya didn't noticed where she was walking and banged into Asad. She was just about to fall, when a known pair of arms prevented her from so. She looked up while he looked at her face. Soon, both of them found themselves drowning into the depth of the other's eyes. It was just perfect. A picture perfect to say!
Zoya felt shivers running down her spine. Her heart started to beat fast, as if it had a marathon to win. The smell of his was so intoxicating for her. Only she knew, how hard it was for her to keep the 'best-friends' act to go on. She looked into his eyes and all she could see was love. But still her mind was not able to believe the fact that 'he' lover her. She couldn't say that which love was it? The friendship one or the pure love.
"Sorry" spoke out Asad as he straightened themselves. "He can never love you! Arhh... ruined such a beautiful moment!" thought Zoya.
Both of them found it difficult to start the conversation. "Umm Asad bahut bhook lag rahi hai." spoke out Zoya getting hell bored with the silent. "Umm... ghar mein toh kuch nahi hoga abhi... bahar chalein?" asked Asad. "Bahar? Sure!" replied Zoya. "Itne hot and handsome man ke saath kaun bahar nahi jaana chaahega" thought Zoya. "Kay, ready ho jaao." replied Asad as he left for his room.
Zoya came down wearing a beautiful Anarkali suit almost giving a heart attack to Asad. He was stunned seeing her in suit maybe for the first time? He never remember seeing her this way. "Oh, this is gonna be a long night." thought Asad.
"Ahem Ahem" spoke out Zoya making him come out of the trance. Actually, she wanted to listen from him that how she was looking. "Kaisi lag rahi hun?" asked Zoya getting no response from him.
He pulled her closer to him by her waist as a blush appeared in her face. How much she loved it all! His lips were inching away from her ears. "Mashaah Allah!" whispered Asad making her blush deep. "Sacchi?" asked Zoya in a childish way. He suppresed his laugh and spoke out "sach!". Soon both were in his car leaving for the restaurant.
Seriously guys, Im not at all happy with the response.
Anyways, please tell me if it isn't good. I will just discontinue it!
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