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Zoya Farooqui woke up to a loud thunder, frightened. The memories of that fateful night came back.They haunted her and she wondered if she'd ever escape them. She got up and ran towards Asad's room. She didn't bother to knock, simply barged in screaming. Asad woke with a start, his eyes squinting to see a shivering Zoya clutching his bedspread.
He blinked, her question catching him off guard, and closed his eyes tightly, as it dawned on him what was bothering her.
He looked surprised at her words but they internally pleased him making him smile, "Okay well go change and we'll go."
"Miss Farooqui!? Miss Farooqui what's wrong?" he asked her, surprised to see her scared our of her wits.
"Kuch maath poochye (dont ask me anything), just hold me," she said.
Asad did as she asked taking her into his arms as she clutched at him tightly. He ran his hand up and down her back, soothingly, in an attempt to calm her down, but she just kept shivering, terrified. Then, tucking her head in his breast, hiding her face, she timidly slid her hands along his sides.
Asad breathed in deeply at her hands making small movements against his body, his hands holding her more tightly to him. Bolder, Zoya tightened her hold on his torso, pressing herself further into him.
"Do you ever feel trapped in a dream, not knowing which way is out? Or if it is a dream, at all, Mr.Khan?" her trembling voice asked him.
He blinked, her question catching him off guard, and closed his eyes tightly, as it dawned on him what was bothering her.
"It's the dreams of the fire isn't it?" He asked and she looked away her chin tucking into her chest in avoidance but he lifted her chin with his forefinger and made her look at him.
She turned her head away as if avoiding to answer.
Asad put his hands on her cheeks and turned her face to him, "Not this time, Zoya. Let me in."
"It, it was everywhere, Mr. Khan," she sobbed, her tears falling effortlessly now.
"I feel like I'm there...In the dreams, that I'm burning up and it hurts so bad and then I see this on my arm," she said pointing to her scars "And I know it's not just a dream, I lived this."
Zoya that happened years ago and I know those memories haunt you, but you have to try to replace them with happy moments.
"How, Mr. Khan, how does one forget, something which one doesn't even remember..." she asked him, looking up at him, expectantly.
"I know it will be hard but I'm with you and I'll help you through it," he replied taking her hands in his.
"And I can never ask you to forget it, Zoya - it made you the strong woman that you are today." he smiled at her.
She felt herself smile, despite her tears, as if dawned on her that he truly did care about her more than he let on.
It was in that moment, Asad decided to do something to bring a smile to her face.
So immediately, Asad started thinking of ideas to cheer her up.
What better way to start then getting his girl her favorite PIZZA.
"Ms. Farooqui, if I take you somewhere, will you come with me, no questions asked?"
"Mr. Khan, if you tell me to jump off a cliff with you, Ill do it happily."
He looked surprised at her words but they internally pleased him making him smile, "Okay well go change and we'll go."
Stepping out the door, the two of them faced heavy rains and winds, but it didnt stop them from running to Asad's car.
Asad opened the passenger door, helping Zoya in, before dashing to his side of the car, starting the engine.
They were both semi- drenched inside the car but they went anyway, Asad determined to make her smile.
"Mr. Khan, I know you said no questions, but are you sure you want to drive in this rain?" she asked, worried.
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