I've written a number of FF's /SS's/OS's on other forums . But for the first time I thought of writing something on Asya.
I hope u all like it !! Please do tell me if u would like to read other stuff from me only then I'll write more !!š³

Zoya was lying in her thinking how drastically her life changed ever since she came to Bhopal ..
She came in search of her dad , in process ran out from her nikah , landed in Mr.Khan's house , and ever since then mishap's didn't seem to stop it seemed like she was jinxed or something. That whenever she went out to do something nice , it backfired like anything.
When Mr Khan took her to the Qabristaan and she saw her Abbu's qabr , she was broken , she spent her entire life searching for him and now tht search came to an end so abruptly ..
But somewhere deep down she didn't feel lonely , only because she had found a great family , a phuppi who wasn't less than a mom , a friend in najma who wasn't less than a cute lil sister and then came jahanpanah 6 packs , Mr Khan..
And now her life took an entire new turn , she was gettin married to Mr Khan, Like OHMYGOD ..Mr Khan ...
'Allah Miyan ! What's wrong with me ? Meri soch hamesha Mr Khan pe aake kyun ruk jaati hai? Why can't I ever think beyond him?'
But again her mind betrayed her and went to Mr Khan
How he came running behind her at the airport , breaking all the laws like the man of Law broke all the laws for her , infront of everyone he knelt down and made her wear the ring . And then he says all that was drama.
'Really drama ?? Mujhe iss baat pe believe kyun nahi horaha that whatever mr Khan did was just a drama ? ... Uff Zoya again ur back on Mr Khan'
'Apparently this Nikah is also a drama , but then why do I feel like its real ? Feel?? Or I want it to be real ? Uff Allah !! Mr Khan ke saath rehkar mein bhi confuse ho gayi hun...I need fresh air '
Zoya went out to the backYard that she shares with Mr Khan's room as well.
She sat on the bench , trying to calm her nerves ...
Here Asad was sitting on his couch thinking about Zoya..
Her mind to the day he first saw her at the Mazhaar . He knew he was attracted to her since dat very day ..
He never knew that when this beauty will open her mouth she'l shut everyone around her...
Suddenly he had flashbacks of yesterday , the Jashn-e-Saugat ..Miss Farooqui looked beautiful . He remembered how he couldn't control his eyes to look out for her again and again. Somehow he thanked Allah that Miss Farooqui wears western clothes , otherwise he wouldn't have ever felt the same way he feels now after seeing her suddenly in Indian Attire . . He had never known any woman apart from his ammi who would look so enchanting in suits and lehengas .
'But then why does Miss Farooqui end up doing some blunder or the other ? Why can't she stay peacefully? Everytime I start feeling something for her , she ends up making me angry'
Asad stood up from the couch to go to his bed suddenly his eyes fell on his window , and he saw his fiance sitting on the bench playing with a flower in her hand ...
He couldn't help but smile , it actually confused Asad tht who was prettier , the rose in her hand or Miss Farooqui.
But suddenly to his horror he saw that it started raining heavily ...
Zoya stood up to go , but something stopped her . She hadn't felt the rain fully in years now... How could she leave such a precious chance ??? Her footsteps halted as she opened up her arms and closed her eyes , taking in the rain drops completely ..
'This girl is completely crazy ' Asad thought
'Now if she'l fall sick then she'l start blaming the rain'
Asad opened up her window
'Miss Farooqui !' He shouted
Zoya turned around to see Asad standing at his window
'Allah Miyan ! Mr Khan bad manners aise chupke nahi dekhte ' and she started laughing making Asad embarass.
'Shutup Miss Farooqui. Get in ! Ul catch fever ' asad shouted
'Mr Khan ur so boring , aapko bhi mere saath yahan aake bhopal ki baarish ka mazaa lena chaiye aur aap mujhe hee andar bula rahe hain' zoya giggled
'FINE ! Stay out and get ill phir baadmein mujhe mat boliyega that I didn't warn u ' asad spoke
He was about to close his window , when suddenly he had a flashback of their 'Bol na halke halke ' dance .
He turned around once again and saw Zoya enjoying herself in the rain.
He had never seen such stupid girl in his entire life , but somehow he liked her stupidity ..
She looked heavenly , with the rain drops touching her everywhere , her white kurta clunged to her body , making her curves visible. He suddenly felt drawn towards her ..
And before he knew he had already started walking towards Zoya ..
Zoya's heart skipped a beat when she felt a burning gaze on her body , she turned around and saw Mr Khan walking towards her , with the look that made her cheeks go hot .
Asad was lost in her , it always happened with him , once he got entrapped in Miss Farooqui , it takes a real hard time for him to get out of the trance . Zoya couldn't help but blush at how hot Mr Khan looked in his wet attire .
Her heart was racing against his , due to their close proximity . Before her body betrayed her , she immediately turned around to go .
But Asad grabbed her wrist and pulled her back , zoya's back hitting his Chest .. She was stunned with this gesture of Asad. Bt she always knew that Mr Khan had the audacity to do a lot of unexpected things . It always shocked her .
Asad was lost in Zoya's trance . He had no idea what his actions were leading to but he just knew 1 thing , that it was exctly what his heart wanted right now ...
His one had rested on her waist , while with the other hand he removed her hair from one side of her shoulder . He could see the water droplets glistening on her delicate neck ..
Zoya's eyes closed as she felt Asad's breath on her neck ..
'Mr Khan!' She let out a sigh that made Asad lose control because he knew he was effecting her in a way no one else did.
Asad softly placed a moist kiss on her neck , making Zoya gasp in pleasure . She never knew Asad's touch would make her go so crazy . Her whole body shivered as she felt Asad kissing her neck . He softly laid kisses near her shoulder to her earlobe , her sweet strawberry scent intoxicated him ..
Zoya's whole body was getting hot , she didn't wanna lose control so easily though she knew she was at the verge of losing it ... She immediately got out of his grip , but Asad was in no mood to stop. He held her waist and spinned her around making her clash in his body , as he wrapped his arms around her , not letting her go.
Zoya hid her face in Asad's chest and her lips accidently cme in contact with his exposed skin. Asad felt a jolt in his entire body , he never knew those rosy lips would make him lose his control just by coming in contact with his body. Instantly zoya felt his hands moving up her back .
Zoya could feel her heart beating against Asad's . It seemed more like their hearts were beating as one . It made her smile .
With a lot of courage she looked up at Asad , whose eyes were screaming Love ...she was instantly lost in his dreamy eyes .. Asad gently cupped her face ...
All Zoya could now do was anticipate , she closed her eyes and let herself melt in Asad's arms .
Asad brought his lips near her crimson cheeks as he kissed the water droplets from there , zoya's grip instantly tightened on Asad's chest.
He kissed her jawline , and saw her tempting lips shivering . . For him that moment was his moment of a life time. He had never been so close to any girl. But with Zoya , things were always different . He closed his eyes and got his lips to the corner of her lips , as he moistly kissed her there .. Zoya's whole body arched in excitement.
He was inching closer to her lips , almost brushing them with his own.
When suddenly it stopped raining , and they instantly got out of their trance .
They looked at each other bewildered.
'Miss Farooqui...I... Wo actually...' Asad stammered
Zoya just lowered her gaze ' uh ummm.. Mr Khan .. '
'Goodnight ' Asad spoke and quickly went back to his room.
While Zoya rushed to her's ..
'Allah Miyan ! am I in love??' Zoya spoke to herself blushing
"kya hogaya tha mujhe? i was crossing my own set limits? Miss Farooqui u are really making me insane'' Asad thought to himself ..
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