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He made his way to the terrace of the hotel taking a deep breath as a gust of breeze hit him in the face, it felt amazing out here at the top on a warm summers night. He made his way out to the front of the terrace looking out at the city before him. It looked beautiful all the lights and fast moving cars. He spread his arms out and let the air hit him, breathing in with a smile on his face. He had never felt so peaceful in his life except for when he was with her..
His eyes filled with tears, how he longed to be with her right this moment. He wiped his eyes whispering "its all my fault this happened anyway" he hadn't forgotten her, in fact he still remembered everything about her how she flipped her hair in awkward situations how her dimples appeared when she smiled, her beautiful eyes and silky hair.. How could he forget? He closed his eyes trying to block out the thoughts, only to see her laughing face appear his eyes shot open and he could have sworn he heard her sweet melodic laughter. That last night they had together still ringing around in his head, the night was full of intimacy and passion. He still remembered how they lost themselves in each other and the guilty feeling he woke up to the next morning. "I'm sorry Zoya" he whispered again. Just then he heard a banging noise from behind, he turned around to see a woman stumbling towards the area he looked back and rolled his eyes. "Bloody Drunks"
She made her way to the elevator and fumbled around with the buttons, "why is the writing so blurry" she said in a agitated voice pressing the first button in sight she didn't care where it took her as long as everyone was out her way, she closed her eyes for a while until she felt the lift stop the doors opened and she saw it had stopped at the terrace she sighed in relief and stumbled out her legs were giving away for some unknown reason and her head was throbbing. She squinted noticing a figure she walked over to the other side trying to walk straight. As she reached there she looked out, the city had never looked so beautiful. She giggled "wow what a view" her voice sounded kinda slurred. She turned to the side facing the stranger but she saw that it was too dark to even see him. She could feel his intense gaze on her which irritated her.
Asad looked up when he heard the woman say "wow what a view" her voice sounded familiar, but then again she was drunk she could have been anyone. He couldn't see her face though, it was way too dark. He heard her stumbling again, he felt annoyed "if you can't handle yourself why do you drink so much?" She again giggles, "Wait am I drunk?". He chuckled "Stating the obvious". "I think my drink got spiked, I don't drink" he gave her a puzzled look although he knew she wouldn't be able to see. "Spiked drink" this again took him back to that night..
Zoya felt baffled, was this stranger accusing her of being drunk? "Wait what, I didn't even touch alcohol today" she thought to herself. This reminded her of that night making her giggle again, "Ya know Mister I have a history with spiked drinks" her slurred voice annoyed her. "Really" the stranger said in a dull voice. "Ha yeah, we go a long way back..." her head began pounding.. She felt herself losing balance and her knees buckled before she hit the floor she felt two familiar hangs grabbing her. "Sorry Mister" she managed to choke out as he placed her on the cold bench. His grip on her reminded her of him. She felt anger seething inside her, no no you mustn't think of him a loud voice boomed inside her head, the anger suddenly was replaced with pain. Tears rolled down her cheeks, "Why did he leave me?" She heard the stranger shuffle "Sorry?" "We were so close to each other that night.." She sobbed. "He didn't listen to me, he listened to her" she didn't care who this stranger was, she felt the need to sob her heart out.
Asad heard the woman sob away, he couldn't make out what she was saying something about someone leaving her perhaps. He felt the sudden urge to comfort her, he walked towards her "I still think about him, everyday. I think to myself how can I love someone so heartless.." He didn't miss anything she said, a pang of sadness overcame him her situation seemed so similar to his. "Mr Khan please just listen to me for once I.." her voice was booming inside his head, he stepped backwards. For once in his life, he felt someone else's pain. The girl suddenly got up, "Oh god I think am going to puke." He took his phone out again flashing it around, noticing a bucket, "there's a bucket over there" and held her hand taking her over to the bucket.
Zoya felt a sudden urge to be sick and told the stranger, her head felt light she heard the stranger say something and the next thing she knew he held her hand taking her somewhere. They reached to a bucket as if just on time she felt the bile going up her throat she vomited into the bucket and felt the stranger holding her shoulder and hair back. When she finished she took a deep breath, the stranger handed her a tissue she wiped her mouth, "sorry and thank you." The stranger took her arm "Let me drop you to your room, What's your name?"
He felt her wriggle, he was sure she would pass out anytime soon. Waiting for a answer, "Z..Zoya Faaroo.." His mind went blank, shouting "Zoya?", "Zoya is that you?" She was about to fall when he grabbed her waist, "Asad?" She slurred, and just on cue she passed out in his arms, a overwhelming. feeling overcame him. It was his Zoya.
That's it :) yes I know very rubbish :P please do leave your comments, would love to know what you thought of it😃
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