#1 AsYa(KaBhi)FF: Fallen in the Trap of Love (link to #2 pg 148) - Page 13

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Originally posted by: deepthoughts

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Read all the parts on one go and thoroughly enjoyed it..You are an amazing writer.. Burst out laughing a loud for the Asad n the Chicken stuff..ROFL...

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Hi guys! I'm back and rolling! Ok, I know I haven't updated in weeks and u guys wanna kill me and stuff but I am EXTREMELY sorry for the delay. Summer holidays are over so on weekdays i'm stuck in school and weekends, well i think i've already told u abt that. My dad'd out of staion right now, so i'm free right now. Even then, u may throw ur eggs and tomatoes to satisfy urselves, i'm kinda ok with that. Also, if u read my ss 'tied for eternity' as well, i dont think i'll be updating that for quite a while, coz the current track of qh is already extremely upsetting and i dont wanna add fire to that, coz my ss is already in a separation track of asya, so i guess u know what i mean. Also, i changed the banner for this ff, plz hav a look at it, its on the first post. Also, if faariah22 is reading this, i've got s note for u at the bottom of the update, plz read it. Since i havnt updated in so long, u guys might have forgotten what happened in the last chapter, so i'll just give u a brief recap: Asad and Zoya ended up sleeping together[so contrary to the current track of qh] and to make it worse dilshaad, najma and tanveer had returned from their trip and they saw them together. When zoya got up and realized what had happened, she blasts at asad and swears to take revenge on him. She mixes pepper in his coffee and the rest is history. Now, I'm gonna shut up and start. So here goes chapter 8:

The Stranger

"Allah miyan! What's wrong with these stupid pipes?! This is gonna be much harder than I thought." Zoya sat on the bathroom floor, crossing her legs, sighing in exasperation. She tried to unscrew the valves, but in vain. She whacked the pipes with the spanner, angrily as she folded her arms across her chest. Suddenly, she felt something wet touch her face, slowly it increased, "Allah miyan! Is it raining inside the bathroom?" Zoya turned to look at the source of the water, she opened her mouth in a perfect 'o' as she realized what she had just done. She jumped up immediately and screamed, "Allah miyan! It is really raining inside the bathroom!" In her haste, she had knocked the valves a little too hard, causing them to break and spray water everywhere." She quickly grabbed the spanner and knelt again trying to close the valves, but it seems that luck was not with her on that particular time. She spluttered as the water sprayed on her face. She sprang back to her feet, coughing and spluttering. Just then, she managed to slip across the wet floor. She screamed, ready to hit the floor, but instead she found herself engulfed by a familiar pair of arms. She opened one of her eyes, which had been squeezed shut and found Asad staring at her. They were completely drenched, she quickly got out of the embrace and started stuttering, "Woh...actually..." He raised an eyebrow at her in mock surprise. ?Allah miyan! What's wrong with me? And why exactly did six packs come back so early? He hasn't got any cameras in his bathroom, then how...wait! Has he?!" Just then Asad cleared his throat, interrupting her trail of thoughts. "What exactly is going on here?" Zoya stared at him, as if he'd asked the stupidest question on Earth, she snapped back at him, "'World War III, Mr. Khan! Oh and you just happened to be Adolf Hitler! Allah miyan! What's wrong with you?! What do you think is going on here?!" He glared back at her and replied, "I can see that you've ruined my bathroom and what I'm asking is why and if this was another one of your genius plans to take your revenge, you are so dead!!! Now, instead of staring at me uselessly and getting us more drenched than we already are, you can shut off the valve, which you just managed to break!!!" Zoya blinked at him blankly for a few seconds, trying to gather up her wits. She finally took a deep breath and began to say, "Actually Mr. Khan, what happened..." She stopped when she found Asad glaring at her intensely. She knelt back down grumbling to herself, only to be greeted by a torrential downpour, right in her face. She fell back to the floor, spluttering again. She turned her head shocked, as she heard the hysterical laughter of a man, only to find Asad, holding his stomach and laughing at her like a maniac. She stared at him in utter shock, as he snorted at her. Immediately, her shock turning into anger, she yelled at him, "Allah miyan! Do I look like a circus clown to you, or what?" Asad stopped laughing and tried to keep his expression a little more serious, failing incredibly. Zoya glared at him angrily, while Asad bit his lip in a failed attempt to compose himself. Zoya tried to push herself back up, but instead the water sprayed at her face again and she ended up falling flat on her back, causing Asad to crack up again. Asad bent down to give Zoya a hand up, but instead she pushed him off and got up herself. Just as she was about to march off outside, Asad grabbed her by her wrist pulled her into his arms. Zoya squirmed and wriggled, trying to pull herself out of his arms, but he kept firm in his stance. Zoya started yelling at him, "Let me go!!! Allah miyan! What's wrong with you?! Let me go!!!" She started whacking his chest, to see if that would make him loosen his grip on her. Instead of that, Asad caught one of her hands and brought it up to his lips. He planted a wet kiss on the back of her hand, stopping her rage almost the same second. Her jaw dropped in shock, as she found Asad giving her a smirk. She pushed him away with all her might, but he held her on for a few more seconds before letting her go. Zoya turned her head away quickly, knowing that it must be red, but Asad didn't fail to notice. He smirked at her again, before he took a step closer to her. Zoya shifted uneasily as she felt his strong gaze upon her. Asad's smug expression wore off, as he realized that both of them were completely drenched, from top to bottom. He watched a tiny droplet trickle down her face, sliding down her neck. He could see that her curves were clearly visible and were getting a little transparent. A few vulgar thoughts entered his mind, but he slapped himself mentally, before he could execute any of them. Zoya knew Asad was staring at her, she could feel his gaze travelling down her whole body, giving her goosebumps. She looked at him from the corner of her eye and found him staring holes into her, he was eyeing her from head to toe. Zoya cleared her throat, in an attempt to shift his gaze. He looked back up at her, a little annoyed that she'd broken his blissful moment. She shifted from one foot, to another, not knowing how to break the dreadful silence. She drew a deep breath and spoke "Umm... M...Mr. Khan?" Instead of shouting and screaming at her, or saying 'woh actually', he drew a step closer to her and rested his forehead, on hers. He slid one of his hands down her back and through to her waist. Zoya let out a small gasp, as he clutched her waist tighter. She grabbed his collar and dug her fingers into it, squeezing her eyes shut, in anticipation. Asad brought one of his hands up to her chin and lifted it up, Zoya slowly opened her eyes, to find a warm gaze falling upon her. He rubbed her lower lip, slowly with his thumb causing her to quiver and shut her eyes again. He let his senses loose and within seconds, he found his lips just and inch away from Zoya's. Just as he was about to close in the distance between them, he stopped and smirked to himself seeing her slightly parted lips anticipating the contact. Zoya was getting impatient by the second, waiting for him to take the initiative. Asad slowly withdrew his hand from her waist, making sure that he didn't pull himself away as abruptly, as he should have. Zoya snapped her eyes open and threw her head up, to see a pair of mocking eyes greeting her, her face turned red with rage, "Allah miyan! What's wrong with you?!" Asad smiled lopsidedly as her and let go of her completely, "Nothing is wrong with me. Please ask that question to yourself." Zoya stared at him, at a loss of answer. She gritted her teeth and marched off, when she tried to open the room door, she found it firmly stuck. She kicked it angrily and turned back around to find Asad holding the door firmly, from behind. She clenched her fists, trying to cool herself down, before screaming at him. She spoke in a low tone, "Mr. Khan, let go of the door." Asad replied back at her, almost immediately, "You ruined my bathroom." She began to say, "So? You embarrassed me -" Both of their attention turned towards the knock coming from the other side of the door, "Asad?" They looked down at themselves and realized that they were no presentable state. At the same time, they turned to look at each other, Zoya mouthed to him, "Now what?" Asad just stared back at her, not knowing how to handle the situation. After waiting for a few more seconds, Dilshaad decided to open the door for herself. She gasped as she entered the room, confused by the state of the two people standing in front of her, "Asad? Zoya? What happened to you both? Why are you both so...wet? Is it raining, or something?" She looked out of the window and found everything perfectly dry. Both Asad and Zoya blinked at her blankly, at a loss of answer. Dilshaad noticed their blank expressions and cleared her throat, to see if that would pull them out of their trance and surprisingly, it did. Zoya was the first one to break the silence, "Actually Phuppi, what happened was, it was raining and we were outside. When we came back in, it stopped raining..." She stopped herself to check if she was making any sense and she realized that she had given an excuse a six year old would have given, to escape a punishment. She turned to look at Asad and found him staring at her like he had decided that she belonged in the mental asylum, she glared at him and turned back to face Dilshaad. She opened her mouth to speak again, but just then Dilshaad noticed something, "Ya Allah! Why is there so much water coming out of the bathroom?" Asad murmured to himself, "Perfect timing." Dilshaad walked towards the bathroom door, just as she was about to open the door, Zoya jumped in the way and yelled into her face, "Phuppi! You can't go in there! Actually, somehow a crocodile landed in Mr. Khan's bath tub, if you go in there it will eat you up!" Dilshaad blinked at her, while Asad covered his face with his palm. Zoya looked at the two's expression and blushed, a little embarrassed, she quickly defend herself, "Actually phuppi, I was just joking, there are no crocodiles in Mr. Khan's bath tub." Dilshaad gave her a confused nod, unable to understand the strange behavior, of the two. Before Zoya could do anything, Dilshaad opened the door for herself and a gush of water whizzed past them. Dilshaad peeked inside the bathroom and she was shocked by the sight which greeted her. She turned to look back at her son and then, Zoya. She found them staring at her helplessly, she looked at them from head to toe again and she was able to connect the dots. Asad opened his mouth, in an attempt to defend himself, but nothing came out. He decided for the better, to keep it shut rather than embarrassing himself. Dilshaad smirked at them slightly and spoke, "Umm...I have some work in the kitchen, so I'll go and do that and you two can continue whatever you were doing, seeing as you're both umm..." Zoya blushed crimson, hearing that comment from her phuppi, while Asad just turned his face away. Just before Dilshaad walked out, Asad asked her, "Did you need anything, ammi?" Dilshaad turned back and smiled at him, "No, I just came to check on you, but you seem more than fine, so what else could I want?" Dilshaad smirked, seeing Asad's jaw drop. She walked out and shut the door, before he could say anything else. Asad turned to Zoya, ready to scream at he for her stupid answers, but contrarily he found her glaring at him intensely and before he could say a word, she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

"Make sure that the picture is only taken from the back of the girl, her face should not be seen." The person on the other end of the phone, replied something and both of them hung up. Tanveer flopped down on her bed smiling evilly, to herself. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Until now, you have been the only barrier between me and Asad, now you will be gone. A sad thing, that I can't kill you, but you will be out of my way and that is for sure. Oh, the irony of life! Jammy is always running behind me, trusting me blindly, but when it comes to you, I get trampled. You will pay for that dearly, Zoya. You will be kicked out of this house by Asad, himself. You just wait and watch." With that, Tanveer got up and walked off to execute her first move.

Zoya got up and opened her door, to find Tanveer standing there smiling. Zoya smiled back at her, curtly and asked, "Tanveer? Did you need need something?" Tanveer smirked slightly and replied, "Oh, I need a lot of things, but unfortunately the rightful owners don't always have their belongings, do they? The wrong people, snatch it away from them and how many ever times you try to eradicate those people, they just don't go." Zoya stared at her, confused by her reply, but Tanveer spoke again, "Well actually, I was going out to do some shopping and I was wondering if you wanted to come, too." Zoya smiled at her and replied, "That's so sweet of you, I'll be ready in a minute. Why don't you go ask Najma as well? She'd probably want to come, too." Tanveer stood there for a few seconds, trying to think of an excuse, finally she came up with one and spoke, "Oh, I already asked her. She said she can't come, because she is studying for an exam." Zoya nodded at her and Tanveer smiled back, walking away to plan her next move.

Tanveer was waiting in the hallway, just when Najma bumped into her. Najma looked at her a little sheepishly and replied, "I'm so sorry Tanveer, didn't see you. Arre, you're all dressed up, are you going out somewhere?" Tanveer just stared at her, knowing very well that if Najma accompanied them, her plan would be spoilt. She quickly replied, "Woh...mein...I was just going to the market to get some groceries." Najma smiled back at her and said, "I'm free now, I'll come with you too." Tanveer gritted her teeth and spoke, "No, no! You stay here, I'm only going to the market. Not a big deal, is it?" Najma was about to reply, but just then Zoya walked in smiling. When she noticed that Najma was standing there with Tanveer, she asked a little confused, "Tamatar? Are you coming as well?Tanveer told me that you had an exam." Najma looked at Tanveer, bewildered and turned back to reply to Zoya, "No, I don't have an exam. Maybe Tanveer misunderstood." She looked back at Tanveer, to see if she was right, but before Tanveer could give another excuse, Zoya interrupted, "No, actually Tanveer said that you didn't want to come for shopping with us, because you'd said that you were studying for an exam." Najma looked even more bewildered, while Zoya stared at Tanveer a little suspiciously. Najma scratched her head and replied, "Shopping? I thought Tanveer was just going to buy some groceries." Both of them looked at Tanveer accusingly, while she stared at them, at a loss of answer. "Tanveer?", both the ladies asked at the same time. Tanveer was still staring at them blankly, so Zoya came and stood beside her and waved her hand in front of Tanveer's face, "Hello? What world are you lost in Tanveer?" Tanveer snapped out of her trance and looked at Zoya, who was standing there looking at her questioningly. But luck seemed to favor her that day, as Dilshaad walked in just then. She looked at all of them sanding there and smiled, "Are you all going out somewhere?" Najma was the first to reply, "No ammi, Zoya and Tanveer are going for shopping, I'm staying." Zoya could make out the hurt, clearly written on Najma's face. She thought to herself, Allah miyan! What's wrong with Tanveer? Why would she try and avoid Tamatar?" She looked at Tanveer, who was looking at the floor, guiltily. Dilshaad also noticedthe hurt expression on Najma's face and asked, "Why don't you go with them as well, Najma? You are free right now, aren't you?" Zoya nodded her head in agreement, casting glances at Tanveer the whole time. Najma shoo her head, indicating a no and spoke, "Actually ammi, I can't go. I have to study, Zoya and Tanveer will go." Tanveer sighed in relief, but a little too loud. It hadn't gone unnoticed by Zoya. Zoya glared at her and turned her to speak to Najma,"Oh, actually I'm not going either. I just remembered I have some work to do. Tanveer can go alone." Tanveer's head shot up and she looked at Zoya in disbelief, but then again she was saved by Najma, "Zoya, I actually needed some things, can you get them for me please?" Zoya tried to argue, but Najma forced her again, "Please?" Zoya nodded her head and took note of the things that Najma needed. She glared at Tanveer and walked away to the front door, allowing her tag along, behind.

"Zoya, I'm gonna go to the next shop. You finish whatever you wanna buy here. I'll be back in a few minutes.", said Tanveer, smiling. Zoya nodded her head at her, Tanveer smiled again and slyly walked off. Zoya thought to herself, "Why does she have to smile for everything? She'd probably smile, if someone told her, that her uncle became loose in the head. Weird girl." Just as she was about to walk into the shop, she was faced by a large, bulky man. He was approaching her slowly and she was getting scared by the second. Before she knew it, he had grabbed her by the wrist and was dragging her away. Gritted by fear, Zoya tried to scream, but nothing came out. She started tugging at the man's arm, but he held her strongly and dragged her into a dark alley way. Suddenly, he pulled her into a bone crushing hug. Her hands were stuck underneath his, making it impossible to pull away. She tried to scream again, but her voice came out muffled, with head squeezed against the man's shoulder. He pulled her away from his body and started kissing her. Zoya pushed him away with all her might and he complied. Without a word, he started walking away, leaving a highly petrified and bewildered Zoya behind. Little did she know that a storm was to enter he life, very soon.

to be continued...

precap: "Mr. Khan! Just listen to me! Why do you always think that I'm at fault? That-" She was cut off by Asad, "Shut up Ms. Farooqui! I saw it! I trusted you and you shattered my trust. If you didn't want to get married to me, why couldn't you have just said so, instead of betraying me?" Tears were streaming down her face, she watched Asad storm away into his room. Slowly everyone retreated to their own rooms. She was the last one standing.

So that was chapter 8 guys😊! A little later, than when i'd said i wud post, but then again, i'm not the epitome of punctuality😆. Ok, plz don't start bashing me for the last part. I'm really angry with the current track of qh, so I'm gonna get rid of Tanveer from my story very soon, plz just trust me. I'm not gonna end the story after that, i will be continuing. So this was a nice lengthy update, it was over a 3100 words, compensation for such a long wait. Also, congratulate me coz i'm a senior member now. Plz have a look at the new banner i made for this ff. Some of u might have already seen the old one but i dint like it much myself so i changed it, its on the first update. Plz do tell me if u liked it. And plz don't forget to comment on this chapter, i love reading ur feedback. I'm not gonna say when I'm gonna update next coz to be honest, i don't know. i might try updating tomorrow, but no guarantee that i will. So that's it for now, hope u liked it! Adios!

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