#1 AsYa(KaBhi)FF: Fallen in the Trap of Love (link to #2 pg 148) - Page 17

"Allah miyan, what's wrong with you?! You can tolerate dancing with Mr. Gay, but not me?! Oh, I get it! You're supposed to be gay, aren't you? Just wait till phuppi and Najma hear.", yelled Zoya all in one breath. She glared at him and started to scream, "PHUP-" Asad had grabbed her by her wrist and covered her mouth with his hand. He hissed into her face, "Are you mad?!" Zoya pushed him away and snapped at him, "Well, if you're gay, I can be as mad as I want! Do you understand?!" Asad glared at her, he asked her, "You want me to dance with, right?" Zoya nodded her head vigorously. Asad smirked at her. He grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close, "Then, we're gonna do exactly that." Zoya blinked at him, she'd expected another set of excuses from the book of, Mr. Khan's Lamest Excuses for Dummies.' Before she knew it, she felt herself twirling. Asad pushed her against his chest, from the back. He held her hands and adjusted his head into the crook of her neck. He slowly started singing, in his husky voice, "Na hai yeh pana, na khona hi hai. He twirled her again, "Tera Na hona jane, kyun hona hi hai." Zoya stared at him, pleasantly surprised. He smiled back at her and swayed, thrusting Zoya against him, "Tum se hi din hota hai, surmaiye shaam aati." He wrapped an arm around her waist and bent down to pick her up. Zoya felt herself being risen into the air, effortlessly, one of her hands immediately slid behind his neck, while the other one clutched onto his collar. Asad spun around, slowly, he smiled at her and finished, "Tumse hi, tumse hi."

😆I know, stupid title, stupid dance and stupid teaser. But that was all my oh, so genius brain could manage. The update will come on friday or on tuesday I guess. Until then, plz keep sending me ur eggs and tomatoes. Bye!😊

Ramya(now, for heaven's sake stop calling me 'stereo hearts', that's actually a song name😆, Ramya is my name and ur more than welcome to call me by my name.)