~||Begin Again||~ An AsYa FF #NEW BANNER!!! YIPEEE!!!# 2/17/14

~PROLOGUE~

"What the hell do you expect from me?"

"But I thought you loved me baby...you said that you'd neve- never ch-cheat me"

"I'm not one of your dream boyfriends who waste your entire life on one girl. Shucks, I thought you were different"

"But you slept with my best friend "

"What's the big deal? Get over it already."

"You know what...I'm sorry"

"Now that's more like it. So get ready we have to go to the movies, remember? With---"

"Who do you think you are? You sleep around with girls and then expect and apology from ME? I'm not one of them. By the way, I wasn't apologizing you for the fact that YOU slept with somebody else and I made a fuss about it. I apologized myself for wasting my as well as your time playing this reckless game. I'm done! Get a life FREAK!"

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I threw my phone across the room at his photo. It hit the frame and the glass broke into a thousand pieces, just like my heart. I had called it quits with Akram. He had slept with my best friend and I had caught them the other day.

HEARTBREAKERS.

It hurts when you break a relation that lasted for over a year. But hail to God I found out the true side of him before our engagement next week.

Akram was the perfect example of the perfect boyfriend. I loved him since high school. But the devil in him came up at last.

Arghh. I shook my head sideways. I can't stop thinking about him.

I was still weak on my knees after our 37 second breakup. But I HAVE to move on.

I REALLY HAVE TO.

I needed to clear my mind. I needed to relax. I needed to travel.

I switched on my TV.

BHOPAL-The perfect place.

I went to the washroom.

Here's a new start to all the tears I shed. I splashed water on my face and watched myself in the mirror. I really need to go there. So I brought my iPad and googled it. It was a bit far from Mumbai but it was perfectly fine. After all the pictures I saw, I was quite interested to settle there. But that will take time.

By then I had already booked my ticket to Mumbai and packed my luggage. I had planned that I would reach Mumbai, stay there for like two-three days and then drive to Bhopal. I had some relatives in Mumbai so I had no problem.

I had never felt so free before. Maybe getting committed IS hard. Oh well, I wouldn't repeat that, like ever. Not any time sooner. I checked my IPhone. 1:13 PM. I had my flight at 4. So I took my luggage and dragged it across the hall. I gave it to my chauffeur. No, I don't have a limousine but I do have a Land Rover.

I shut the door and took out my earphones from my side bag.

Hola Amigos!!!!!

This is my second time writing and my first FF.

My previous work was Sparks Fly- An AsYa OS.

I had got a lot of buddy requests and PMs telling me to write more. So I did!

Your comments encourage me to write more so please drop a comment, it would mean a lot to me. Please Buddy me if you want a PM regarding my updates. I will be updating in the coming week as I have exams starting from Monday for four days.

Tell me if you're interested!!!!!

Begin Again is yet another Taylor Swift song😆. Yep. I'm a swiftie. And Skyscraper is another beautiful and motivational song by Demi.

Link to the beautiful songs:

Begin Again::: http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=cMPEd8m79Hw

Skyscraper :::http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=r_8ydghbGSg😊

~Begin Again~

~CHARACTER SKETCH~

as Asad Ahmed Khan

as Zoya Farooqui

as Yash Malik

as Hina Malik

as Sumi Malik

as Faizal Qureshi

as Sakim Qureshi

as Mansi Garg

as Akram Khan

~Begin Again~

~ CHAPTER ONE ~

"Passengers, please put on your seatbelts. We will shortly be approaching Mumbai. Now the pilot will be giving the rest of the details. Enjoy!" said the air hostess.

Her voice woke Zoya up all of a sudden. Yawning, she pulled up her loose strands of hair and tied it up into a pony tail. She, half in sleep, then pulled the seatbelt and fixed it. How she hated long flights. And especially the ones with time differences. But it was important for her to move on in life. It was her life and no one else than she herself knew it better. She hated Akam but deep down there, she still had a soft corner for him.

She could afford a business class compartment but she didn't want to. She wanted to "know" the other people. She knew that it was a ridiculous excuse to herself but she really needed people around her, close to her.

She pulled out her luggage and escalated towards the check booth. After all the formalities, she finally managed to find the "EXIT".

The fresh jazzy wind hit her hair and face. Her eyes fluttered after the sweet sunlight hit her honey kissed orbs. It shone bright but those sparks were gone...forever now. Her contagious smile too flew away with the wind. Those dimples were lost within herself and there was no way they were going to come out unless Akra...

She silently cursed herself for the umpteenth time for remembering him again. As it was summer, she took out her Polaroid and fixed her hair once again. There was no way she was going to show the world what her weakness was, for she was a winner who never lost. She couldn't still believe the root of her new found strength. She had really and finally moved on, like literally.

"Hey!!! Yash uncle!!!" she waved to her uncle.

"Zoya...there you are! How are you?! It's been a long time dear." He said.

"I know uncle. I just wanted to be here, after all home's the best place." She said with a sigh.

"Ok now, let's not keep you hungry, let's go home. Your aunts are waiting for you" He led her to his Scorpio. Yash Malik was Zoya's godfather. Her Abbu and Yash were good friends. She was very close to him and he too treated her as his own. After both her parents died of a mysterious death about seven years ago, he and his family gave her moral support. She had lived with Yash, Hina and their daughter Sumi for about a year and had later moved to California with a close friend. They were still shocked because of her sudden urge to move away somewhere else. But they definitely supported her.

She was looking out of the window of the car when she, out of the blue suddenly realized something.

"Wait uncle, you said AUNTS. Are there already other people living there?"

"Mashallah, you listen too well! Ahh, I always get caught. This was meant to be a surprise Zoya...erm...I can't tell you now. Your aunt will kill me."

"But uncle! You know I get too curious when someone specifically particularizes that it's a surprise!" Zoya whined like a little girl.

"No dear. Patience is the key to the fruit. Let it ripen first then you can enjoy the sweetness later." Yash chuckled, much to Zoya's annoyance.

"Now now, don't show that frown dear. Ok then let's stop by for lunch, what say?" Yash asked which automatically delighted Zoya.

"Uncle, WHY do you know me so well?" Zoya smiled, "But wait, what about the lunch at home?"

"Oh, what's so special at home? I bet Dominos has an offer today."

"WHAT!!!! JUST GET ME THERE. I SO WANT TO EAT PIZZA!"

So they happily drove off towards the mall. Yash located the place and they relished every single bit of the mushroom and cheese pizzas. That's when Yash remembered that he had to buy a gift to Zoya. He made up some excuse and told Zoya to head towards their car and wait for him. She happily agreed as she still had the jet lag. She was really very tired and was feeling extremely hot. So she went inside a cafe and ordered a double scoop ice cream. As she sat down, deep thoughts transferred her to somewhere else...her apartment back in California. How HE used to give pizza treats and treat her later with ice-creams. She really loved him.

"Excuse me" said someone.

Zoya looked at the man. She froze for a moment. She shamelessly ogled at him and his perfect physique. Their eye lock lasted for more than the normal-first-encounter stance.

"I'm sorry. May I help you?" Zoya said to the man in the Rayban glares, trying to ease out the awkward situation.

"It would be great if you would leave my seat and sit somewhere else." said the man sternly.

"I'm sorry but I got this seat first. You may sit elsewhere." came out an equally stern reply.

Zoya was shocked at the instant reply that came up all by itself from her. But she was totally baffled by the reply that came from him. Someone said this correct; handsome faces can be deceiving.

Did she just mention that arrogant and vain man as handsome?

"You're such a goner Zoya"she told and mentally kicked herself for remarking him as handsome.

That's when the waiter showed up with her ice-cream. She took the ice-cream and gave a death glare to the man. After he was no longer looking at her, she left, fuming.

"How can a man be so mean at the first encounter? Hmph!" said Zoya and headed towards the Parking lot.

"God knows how people can handle her. A girl so arro-" he was cut off by a phone call. He rolled his eyes and cooling himself down replied, "Yes. Asad Ahmed Khan here."

Heyyy!

Missed you guys sooo much! So here's my update. Tell me how it went. Yep, that's Asad's and Zoya's first encounter, pretty much like the serial, eh? But I have my own story. Please, please, please comment. I love long comments so you're always welcome to comment!

Next chapter coming up with a twist! How I love twists! But will update it only next week.

Ps. The exams I had last week kept me from writing and posting. I will try to post it really really soon!!

~ CHAPTER TWO ~

"There you are!" said Yash "I've been waiting for ages dear!"

"Yeah uncle, I had some trouble with an idiot up there in the caf" said Zoya stressing the words trouble' and idiot', "I never knew Mumbai has SO arrogant people, good looks are ALWAYS deceiving."

Yash chuckled while he fixed his seatbelt,"Oh so someone's fuming, I can literally see the smoke coming out from you dear!"

"Oh uncle, let's not spoil my mood on this alright? Badtameez aadmi, hmph!" said Zoya sleepily.

"Just as you say, Princess" said Yash and drove along.

"Geez uncle, you sound like Akram flirting when you say that" she blurted out of the blue. After her absent minded act, realization dawned upon her.

SCREW YOU ZOYA FAROOQUI, she mentally kicked herself. Firstly, he didn't know that she had a boyfriend; secondly, he didn't know that they were together since they met at work and thirdly, how is he supposed to know about their breakup, Duh!

She shut her eyes closed and a little bit later stole a glance at her uncle.

Ya Allah! She heaved a sigh of relief. He was talking on the phone with Hina, more like romancing. Trying to ease out the situation, she said smirking," Uff, can't you tell Princess to wait a lil' bit. Only for a few minutes."

"Yes and no. Yes, she is my Princess and no, she wasn't quite remembering me; she wants me to buy a few more things from the grocery" he said," And by the way, who's Akram?" he added with a smirk.

"Zoya Farooqui, you are so DEAD" she said to herself.

"Um...Akram? Who the hell is Akram? I said Vikram, ya, your nephew there." she said with a fake smile.

"What? Vikram. He's never changed; flirting with girls beyond his age. What is he, eleven?"

"No, he'll be thirteen this January"

They both had a good laugh about it. As Yash turned on the radio, the soothing music filled her ears and drifted her to sleep. Taking the chance, Yash bought the items Hina asked him to buy and then drove back home, adoring the angel sleeping beside him.

NEXT DAY:

The sound of the birds chirping woke her up. She rubbed her eyes and stretched her arms. She was there, again. It was the same room used to sleep when she lived there, many years before. She was sleepy but managed to get up and walk towards the wash room. After a good shower, she dressed up in cotton kurti pajamas and let her hair loose. She unpacked her clothes and managed her wardrobe. Then she headed down wards to greet everybody. It was about eight in the morning and the weather was hot and sunny as ever. As she headed towards Hina's and Yash's room, she took notice of the things on her way.

"The same vase and painting. Nothing's really changed" she smiled to herself. On her way down, she noticed the decorations. It seemed like a pre-wedding hustle with all the heavy decoration of the hall.

"You like that?"said someone from behind.

"Eee Sumi!!!!" cried Zoya.

"Hey Zoey!!!!!!" cried an equally excited and happy Sumi.

"Omg" said Zoya frantically, "You- and how is- OMG- I missed you so much and-where were-what are- How are you Sumi?" Words seemed to have simply blown away from her head when she said that.

"Woaw! Hold your horse's girl! Slow down now, will you?!" Sumi said.

With tears forming in both the sisters' eyes, they embraced to a hug.

Sumi and Zoya had a special bond. They were certainly not related by blood but most importantly, from the heart. They had grown up together, with Yash and Hina. Hina was not Zoya's birth mother but she never made anybody think that Zoya was not her own.

Zoya and Sumi were extremely close, until Zoya moved to the states. Zoya had her own reasons why she moved to the states. There wasn't a secret they didn't sharein their childhood. Yes, Sumi knew everything except Akram and their "tragic breakup".

Clearing the thoughts she asked "So hun, what's all that for?"

"Um, that is for the engagement" she replied shyly, "I'm getting engaged next week".

"You WHAT?!?" said Zoya completely shocked, "You pig! Couldn't have said that earlier, could you! Oh-kay. Let me get the hang of the fact that my bestie cum sister is getting engaged! I so want to meet him. Who IS he?

Sumi blushed crimson.

"Ok. I know you're not going to speak up. I think you are fantasizing about your" said Zoya in an excited way.

"About what?" Sumi whispered.

"Your Honeymoon" Zoya giggled and glanced at her fuming sister.

"Will you shut up?"

"Ok, ok. Do you have a photograph?"

"Do I live in the thirteenth century? Of course I have!"

"Ok I'll wish Uncle and Aunt THEN see the unlucky guy!" Zoya teased and fled.

"Zoya, stop cursing our relationship, will you?"

Zoya halted midway then returned back to Sumi. "Sumi, I'm dead sure you guys will make the best couple ever. I promise" assured Zoya " and I'm looking forward to the wedding." She said and walked down the stairs.

"Um-engaged" corrected Sumi," and to the man I love".

Zoya halted once again. That made Zoya's smile disappear. THAT man whom Sumi LOVED? There was only ONE man whom she loved and that would have never changed. All those memories flooded back to her. That night. And how it affected her even today. Tears seemed to have over flown its barriers. But Zoya didn't let them drop down.

"Zoya" Sumi said from above," you know you've been acting, um , weird?"

"No. Not at all." Said Zoya, sensing that Sumi would ask her about why she got all serious.

"Wait a sec" said Sumi and came downstairs and glared at Zoya.

"Why are you giving me that look?" said Zoya frantically, almost sure that Sumi knew everything.

"C'mon. Why am I giving this look?" she said harshly to Zoya "You're birthday's coming up silly!!!" she said the latter grinning.

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I'm done here😳

sorry for the LATE update😳

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Nice

Prologue

Chap 1 n 2 in one day

Nice speed

Sumi engaged to???

Originally posted by: Chahanya

Nice

Prologue

Chap 1 n 2 in one day

Nice speed

Sumi engaged to???

Originally posted by: surbhiholic

its awesome dear!