AsYa TS: Attractions, Confessions & much more... Part 3- Page 32 - Page 22

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Can't wait ti read about their meeting!!!

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Hey , just came across this ts !
Must say such a cute and well written ts ! 👏
Waiting for the next part eagerly .
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Originally posted by: jasminerose

Hey just stumbled upon this one.

Its a very very cute story,

Love the casual and happy interaction between Asad and Zoya. Very real.

Lovely updates but a "much more" is still left so update soon!!😃😃

Hello lovely people! 😳

Here is the next part. Hope you like it!

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The aroma of coffee beans filled Starbucks as Zoya Farooqui sat by the window in a corner, sipping her regular caffe misto and reading a novel while waiting for Asad to come. She looked at her watch for the umpteenth time. He was late, 2 hours and 15 minutes late. He texted her though, that he was caught up with an unexpected meeting and would meet her at 7. Zoya was a bit disappointed but thought she could do with some alone time. Checking her watch again, she saw it was 7: 17 pm. 'That's it. If he doesn't come in another 5 minutes, I am leaving.' she murmured to herself.

Asad walked through the entrance of Starbucks, his eyes frantically searching for Zoya, hoping she was still waiting for him. As he made his way to her table, he wondered how he should greet her - If a handshake would do or will a hug be too much?' But before he could decide his next action, he noticed Zoya glaring at him and then turning her to face to indicate that she wasn't too happy.

'Look, I am so sorry. I got caught up with work. It won't happen again. Zoya? Say something. At least look at me. Please? Pretty please?'

'Whatever'

'I'm sorry!' And with that he gave her his famous pout look which could melt her within seconds.

'Fine.'

'It's too late for a coffee, how about we talk over dinner? I know a wonderful Italian place just across the street?' Asad asked. He would prefer a dinner date over a coffee date anyday!

They made their way out of the coffee shop and walked together in silence with Asad leading the way. Both were in a fix, both were wondering how to initiate a conversation. Asad had rehearsed what he was going to say, a number of times during the day but was tongue-tied infront of her. On the other hand, Zoya was feeling a bit shy after her boldness last night. Thankfully, the distance was short and the silence was broken by Asad.

'You know Zoya, this is my favourite restaurant. As a kid, I would always come here to have my birthday dinner with family. I absolutely love Italian food.'

'The ambience is really good & I love Italian too.'

As the waiter arrived, they placed their respective orders. 'So about last night...' Asad started.

'I have been thinking..' 'I was wondering..' They both spoke at the same time and looked at each other and ended up laughing.

'You go first, Asad.'

'No no, ladies first.'

'Assaad. No. You first.'

'Ugh.. Finee! So, how do you feel about what I said last night?' Asad asked.

'Ehh... How do you want me to feel about it?'

'Look, I don't want to beat around the bush Zoya. I like you, really like you.'

'Asad, I..'

'No wait. Let me complete. I have a confession to make.'

'Yes?'

'I was attracted to you since a long time. Even before the Eid party.'

'What do you mean? You met me for the first time at the Eid party' She asked.

'Yes, we first met then. But I was attracted to you since Nikhat's sangeet.' He waited for her reaction and continued, 'Don't be so shocked, I noticed you dancing with Najma. There was something about you which made me look at you again and again', he confessed.

'Asad, I can't believe this is happening. I have been dying to meet you since Nikhat's sangeet. I noticed you too. Infact you are the only one I have been thinking about since..' And she immediately shut her mouth, realizing what all she gave away in her excitement and enthusiasm.

'Really?' was the only thing Asad could ask. With every word she uttered, his heart swelled with happiness. He couldn't believe that he was the one she was thinking about.

Not able to look up at him, she looked away and pretended to notice other people on the tables around them, trying hard to not let the blush creep up her face.

He gently took her hand in his, and waited till she looked back at him. 'You look gorgeous when you blush. Glad I have that effect on you', he winked and her heart fluttered.

'Ms. Zoya Farooqui, will you please give me the honour of getting to know you more? Can you give me a chance to be more than a friend to you? I don't believe in all the cheesy proposals but date me Zoya?'

She was beyond shocked. The day was full of surprises for her. She was flabbergasted and couldn't move for the next 5 seconds. Coming out of her shock, she smiled a little at him and whispered a 'Yes' to him.

He was beyond happy, but the waiter arrived with their orders before they could say more. They ate while engaging in small conversations, casual brushes of the hands and heated looks.

While Asad spoke to the waiter about the cheque, Zoya couldn't help but wonder how lucky she was. He was perfect.. a little too perfect. She noticed the locks falling on his forehead, his prominent cheek bones, his chiseled jaw and his sexy stuble. And then her eyes wandered off to his lips. Her eyes trailed over his neck to his bulging biceps to the two open buttons of his shirt and wondered what it would be like to touch what's underneath.

'Like what you see?' He smirked.

'Shameless.' She muttered.

'Hello? You are the one checking me out like you'll eat me and I am the one who is shameless? Tsk tsk'

'Whatever, can we leave now?' She asked.

'My my. Such hurry to do stuff, eh?' He winked at her.

She was horrified. Never in her dreams had she imagined Asad to be so flirty with her. She wasn't complaining though. Shaking her head at him, she moved out of the restaurant.

'Listen Zoe?' Asad called out.

'Yeah?' She turned around to see what was wrong.

'Do we have to go back so early? There is a beautiful park down the street. If you don't mind, lets go sit for a while?'

'Sure, let me just call Aapi and inform her that I'll be late.'

As they walked down the lane, holding hands, Asad looked at Zoya, who was on the phone and smiled to himself. If anyone told him he'd be holding a girl's hand in the middle of the street three months back, he would laugh his ass off. But Zoya did something to him. He couldn't pinpoint the reason just yet but he was beyond happy with the things that took place today. Zoya always managed to bring a smile on his face and he was ecstatic to know that she felt the same as he did for her.

As they made themselves comfortable on a bench, Asad asked Zoya to look up at the sky.

'If you are lucky enough, it's a beautiful sight out here. One can see thousands of stars if the sky is clear and it's so peaceful out here.'

And indeed they were lucky. She looked up and squealed like a kid, 'OMG. So pretty.' While Zoya went on and on about the stars, Asad only had eyes for her. He couldn't help but notice how gorgeous she was. He was lucky to have her in his life and he'd like to keep her all to himself, if she would allow.

'Hello? Are you even listening?' She waved her hand infront of his face, shaking him out of his thoughts.

'Why were you smiling like an idiot?' She asked. He said nothing, just pulled her close and pecked her forehead. He took her by surprise, but she recovered soon and moved her hands towards his waist. Once he pulled out, Zoya kept her head on his shoulder while they closed their eyes and enjoyed the peacefulness.

After a while, they both decided to go back since it was getting late. Asad offered to drop Zoya back home and she gladly took up the offer. He proceeded to open the door for her and after making sure she was properly seated, he was about to make his way to his seat when he noticed her fidgeting with the seatbelt. He bent down to fix it for her. As he put the seatbelt into the buckle, he moved back a bit and his gaze shifted to her lips. He noticed how she was biting her lower lip. Unconsciously he moved his hand towards her face and released her lower lip with the help of his thumb. He leisurely put back a strand of hair which was covering her face. He noticed how she closed her eyes and he leaned in a bit. Their lips were just a few centimeters apart when suddenly a car honked nearby. Both realized their positions and their surroundings. Asad moved back while cursing the driver and made his way to his seat and started the car.

On the way back, both Asad and Zoya shared a comfortable silence. Zoya looked out of the window, recollecting the happenings of the day and thinking about the moment they just shared. What if the driver didn't honk at that moment, she wondered. She kept thinking how would feel when Asad's lips were placed on hers and.. 'Gosh Zoya, stop acting like a horny teenager', she thought to herself, but couldn't ignore the blush creeping up her face. Asad on the other hand, was in a fix. He wondered whether Zoya was okay with what happened a while back. The mind stated that Asad was going too fast and he should make sure if Zoya was okay with it, while the heart bickered that Zoya wanted it as much as him. Ignoring his thoughts, he made his way to her house.

He stopped the car at the gate and announced, 'We are here'.

'Call me once you reach, okay?' She said softly.

'I will. You go inside. I'll go once you are in your house', he said without looking at her.

'Do you want to come over for a cup of coffee?', wondering the reason behind his mood.

'No, I am fine. Next time.' He answered.

'So I guess, that's it. I'll meet you soon', she whispered, disappointment clear in her voice.

She wondered why he wouldn't even give her a hug or a peck. She turned around to open the door. Not being able to take the tension anymore, Asad held her wrist and pulled her towards him. Their noses were touching; he held her hands in his and looked at her. He noticed her eyes on his lips, her quivering lips. As she closed her eyes, Asad gently brushed his lips against hers. Zoya took in the feeling of this new touch, her heart thudded loudly while her breathing was uneven. Asad moved back a little to notice her reaction and not noticing any regret on her face, he pulled her closer to place his lips on hers while Zoya pulled his shirt to get closer to him. While his one hand moved around her waist, with the other he opened up his seatbelt as well as Zoya's seatbelt. He pulled away to look at her but Zoya help him by his collar and kissed him again. This time, the kiss was more passionate and wilder. Finally, the need for air broke them apart. Asad rested his forehead against hers and his hand stroked her cheek lovingly.

'Goodnight Asad' She blushed and moved back.

'Goodnight Zoya.' She got down from the car, got inside the gate after saying a final bye.

Smiling and dazed, Asad drove back to his place...

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Not sure if it was worth the wait or not! I am not proud of it. Its actually inspired from a real life story. And I believe in simple stuff, so please excuse me if its not romantic or cheesy enough! 😆

This update is dedicated to my wonderful readers, who are still reading it even though I update after 3 or 4 months. Hats off to you guys! 😆

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