AsYa FF: Now or Never LAST CHAPTER On Pg36 - Page 7

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AsYa romance☺️i am not really good at writing these stuffs😳but i will try my level best sweety😃

"Allah Miyan, what's wrong with me? Why do I have to behave like that with him? Why did I felt angry? Why did I shout at him? Was I being jealous? NO no…. Zoya can't be jealous, and that too because of that girl… Was that possible? Aargh…"

A very much frustrated Zoya continued her monologue as her heart rewinded back to the incident happened on that day…

*****************Flashback starts***************

A busy Zoya was running down the stairs when she collided with the person whom she could recognize even in her dreams. Instinctively she put her hand in his chest as Asad wrapped his arm around her waist so as to stop her from falling down. She once again found herself drowning in those hazel orbs which spoke volumes to her. It became a quite routine for them. Every day they bump into each other, sometimes accidently and some other times purposefully so as to drown in each other's eyes.

Their romantic bubble was busted as they heard some voices coming from the hall. They quickly parted from each other and walked towards the hall to know the reason for the commotion. There was luggage on the floor and a girl who was clad in pink anarkali was hugging Razia and Gafoor.

"Tanveer" whispered Asad.

Zoya turned to Asad and there he was looking at the new girl with rather annoying expressions in his face. Zoya was confused as to what is going on. She was about to ask Asad the same when the girl in pink anarkali turned towards them and within a moment she was in Asad's arms hugging him tight. Zoya's eyes popped out seeing the sight in front of her. Her shock was replaced by anger as she saw the new girl hugging her Asad tightly. Wait a minute, HER Asad, really?

On the other hand, Asad was caught off guard with the girl's action. Letting out a frustrated sigh, he gently hugged her back. He looked at Zoya only to see her glaring at him. If looks could kill, he might have dead by now, chuckled Asad. He knew Zoya was getting angry by the each passing second. Even though she hides it behind her mask, he had learnt to look beyond those her eyes.

He parted himself away from the girl.

Asad: "Tannu… Umh… When did you come?"

Tanveer: "Just now Asad"

Asad: "How is your job going?"

Tanveer: "it's perfectly fine. By the way Asad, you look extremely handsome as ever"

Asad was embarrassed by this comment whereas Zoya was gritting her teeth. Asad could feel Zoya burning holes in him with her look. He decided to stop Tanveer before Zoya do or say something reckless.

Asad: "Tannu,this is Zoya Farooqui and Zoya, this is Tanveer, Gafoor uncle's nad Razia aunty's daughter. She works as a fashion designer in Delhi."

Zoya faked a smile at her which didn't go unnoticed by Asad.

Tanveer: "Zoya you say… Hm… interesting… by the way, what she is doing here Asad?"

She soo hated this girl, thought an angry Zoya. Was it a way to greet anyone when you are seeing him or her for the first time? Hell, she hasn't even acknowledged her presence.

"Well… she happened to be the love of Asad's life…"

Everyone turned around to look at the source of that voice. It was none other than Rashid Ahmed Khan.

Tanveer: "Rashid uncle, what are you saying? Asad is in love with… Zoya? You are kidding me right?"

This sentence hurt Zoya. Eventhough everything was a lie, in the small corner of heart, she had accepeted it as the biggest truth.

"Allah Miyaan, why this girl can't believe what he is telling? Is it soo hard to believe that Asad will fall in love with a girl like me? Oh come on Zoya, what the hell are you thinking? Snap out of your dream" Her thought process continued until she heard Rashid Ahmed Khan speaking again.

Rashid: "it's true… well, it was a shock to me to know that my son is in love, but I am glad for him you know…"

Rashid looked at his son who was looking everywhere except his father, and he knew, it's not easy to claim his right on Asad's life after what he had gone through. Sighed, he left the hall leaving Asad, Zoya and Tanveer behind.

Zoya excused herself and stomped towards her room. Asad gulped hard thinking how to tame his tigress.

Zoya was furious. She was hurt. She couldn't get of the picture of Tanveer hugging Asad.

"Ya Allah… How dare is she to hug him like that? And Asad, how dare he to reciprocate to her? Doesn't he have shame, he hugged her. That too in front of ME… and that girl, why is it soo hard for her to believe that Asad could have fallen in love with me? I tell you Allah Miyaan, she is soo flirty. Didn't you see how she was commenting about his looks? I hate this girl… in fact I hate both Asad and his Tannu…Uff…"

"Are you jealous of her?"

A sudden voice from near the door startled Zoya and she turned around to find a smirking Asad leaning against the door.

"Huh?" enquired a perplexed Zoya.

Asad: "I asked, are you jealous of Tanveer?"

At that instant Zoya knew, her inner thoughts which just now she spoke aloud was easily heard by Asad. She started fumbling for words.

"Jealous? Me? Oh please…"

"Admit it Zoya, you were jealous" said Asad as he stepped closer towards her

"No… no I was not…" protested Zoya as she stepped backwards

"Then why her actions and words affect you too much" asked Asad as he trapped her in between him and wall

"I…I…was…not affected…and why would I be jealous of her?" sweated Zoya as she felt heat rising through her body due to the sudden proximity of Asad.

Asad looked at the girl in front of him. One look at her, and he knew that she was lying. She was indeed jealous of Tanveer. Don't know why, but it brought out a strange pleasure in his heart. He leaned closer to her and she closed her eyes. He whispered into her ear;

"You tell me that Zoya…"

She jerked open her eyes only to see him walking backwards while a cute dimpled smile adorned his face.

**********Flashback ends***********

"Oh no. what's happening to me? What I was thinking? Asad… you are gonna be the death of me… uff… I need to get a grip…"

She walked towards the door carelessly that she didn't see Najma coming in the way and they bumped in to each other.

Zoya: "Uffo Tamatar, what are you doing, Sambhalke chalo na…"

Najma: "I am sorry Zoya, I didn't see you coming"

Zoya: "Its ok Tamatar… by the way, what happened? You are looking dull. Is everything ok."

Najma: "You know Zoya, you are my BFF. So I will share this with you. I am upset with Tanveer"

Zoya: "Tanveer? What did she do?"

Najma: "What did she do? Just ask, what not she have done… I hate her from the childhood… she is such a bimbo… she is soo mean… I can't stand her even for a second"

That feeling is mutual here, thought an angry Zoya.

Zoya: "By the way Tamatar, why is she getting special preferences? I mean she is allowed to work and that too in Delhi and here you are not even getting permission to laugh freely."

Najma: "That's because she is Mamujan and Mumani's daughter. My Abbu doesn't want us to live the best life, it doesn't mean that other parents will think the same…"

And Zoya knew, her Tamatar is once again in the verge of crying. She slowly hugged her patting her back.

Oblivious to the two girls, Asad was watching them from a distance. His eyes were mainly directed towards the girl who was consoling his little sister as her own.

"Awe…she is soo nice. Look how she is consoling Najma"

Pointed out a happy heart.

"Cut it… she is gonna be his doom…"

Seethed a frustrated mind.

"Come on… That's not true and you know that."

remprimanded an upset heart.

"Whatever…"

Give up a failed a mind.

"I knew you will come along…"

Danced a cheerful heart.