Asya SS-'The 8:00AM Class' **Put on Hold** A/N-Page 21! - Page 8

Part 4

The noise of the tray falling from Dilshaad's hands did not even reach to Asad and Zoya as they were completely lost in each other's eyes. Asad holding Zoya tight against his chest and Zoya's nose almost touching the crook of his neck while her hands were snaked around it.

Dilshaad was the first to recover, clearing her throat with a loud ahem'.

Asad and Zoya were startled out of their dream-land and looked at the two baffled ladies in front of them.

"Who actually..Ammi.." Asad stammered but before he could even form a coherent sentence, Zoya's loud shriek burned his ears.

"Ammi!!!What the hell do you mean by that?!?!" Zoya screeched as she struggled to get down on her own feet.

Asad let go of her as he withdrew his arms away from her. He rolled his eyes at her as he replied, "by Ammi, I meant Ammi!! She is my mother"

Asad watched the various emotions play on Zoya's face, from confusion to shock to embarrassment to utter fury. "Please tell me that you didn't lie to me about you taking me to your relative's house", she said as calmly as she could.

"I did not lie to you at all Zoya. Last time I checked, a mother and a sister still fell into the category of relatives'!!"..Asad replied with a cheeky grin.

"Listen you Liar Ahmed Khan,I am seriously not taking any such crap from you.You lied to me,bas!And I am not gonna let it go easily" Zoya huffed.

In all their banter, they did not even acknowledge the other two gaping and shocked-confused-amused souls in the room. It was time for making an entry', thought Dilshaad with a slightly amused grin.

She again cleared her throat to get some sort of attention and when she did, she said with a straight-face, "care to give us an introduction at least,Asad?"

Zoya glared at Asad one last time before turning to Dilshaad as she said, "I am Zoya, Asad's classmate. I was sick and alone, so your oh-so-concerned son decided to lie to me and bring me here", she did not even realize what she blabbered until she heard a loud laugh from the young girl standing behind Asad's mother.

Dilshaad joined in the chuckle and Asad turned a deeper shade of red. "well, if it made Asad lie to get you here, I am more than happy that he did. We cant let a sweet girl like you to be all alone when she is sick, now can we?" she said in a soothing and cheerful voice.

Zoya instantly felt connected to her, she spared one look at Asad again and went towards Dilshaad and Najma.

"Najma, Zoya ka samaan guest room me rakhwado", Asad said before Zoya's angry glares burned him alive or his little sister could bombard him with questions and hastily left to his room.

Najma chuckled again before getting herself introduced to the girl that managed to grab her Bhaijaan's undivided attention.

In the evening-

Zoya was relaxing in the beautiful room given to her. As she thought about the entire incident of Asad bringing her to his own home, she realized she was more confused and embarrassed rather than being mad at him. Confused,because she did not know what to make of Asad's so obvious concern for her that made him go to such extent and her reaction to it, she had no idea whatsoever why the butterflies were flip-flopping inside her tummy when she thought that he cared for her so much. And embarrassed, because she had entered his house literally clinging on to him while his family watched. The only way she could mask these inner feelings was to be mad at him. And that is what she decided to do when she heard a knock on the door and simply knew it was him.

Asad hesitantly entered the room when he got no response from Zoya.He found her sitting on the bed fidgeting with her I-pad.

"How are you feeling now?", he asked as he went to stand at the edge of the bed.

"like drowning you in a pool, maybe?" she replied, sarcasm dripping in her voice.

Great going Asad Ahmed Khan!She is already so mad at you and now you have come hoping that you could talk to her about that dreadful project, Asad sighed.But he really needed to bring up the topic because the project involves 35% of their grades and he simply couldn't let himself and Zoya get bad grades just because she was mad at him.

Zoya watched his look change from desperation to determination. Try as you might Mr. Khan,I am not letting this go..she thought.

Asad figured the only way to handle her anger is to just ignore it and talk all about the project. He set his most professional voice as he said, "Zoya if you are feeling well enough, we really need to get started on the project as the submission deadline is not very far".

To say Zoya was dumbfounded, would be a major understatement. Here, she was angry with him and rather than pacifying her, all he cared about is that damn project?!Well, Mr.Asad Ahmed Khan, if you thought you could intimidate Zoya Farooqui with your staright face and gruff voice,you are in for a huge shock!Two can play at this game! Zoya thought as she nodded at him, clearly surprising him.

"Alright, we will start from tomorrow morning", she said keeping her face straight.

He had not expected her to agree so easily, rather he thought she would go into her ranting segment all over again.

He gently mumbled, "come for dinner", before leaving the room, a slight smile adorning his handsome face.

I promise the project will be there in the next update😃 Until then..babayeee😊