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Part 8 - You? My best friend? No way!

"Don't forget to call me once you reach. And say hi to your phupi from me and give your bestie a big fat kiss from me." Amrin teased only to shut up when she glared at her.

"Ok, ok I'm sorry don't give him a kiss from my behalf. Just give it on your behalf." She giggled.

"Amrin on more word and... and... and I'll leave this wedding hanging. Haa!" she jabbed her finger at her.

"Threats bestie? You wouldn't do that and you know it too. Now shut up and give me a goodbye hug. Oh I hate goodbyes." She said dramatically and widened her arms to give Zoya a hug. Zoya returned her hug simultaneously rolling her eyes at Amrin's theatrics.

"I'm only half an hour drive away you don't need to be so melodramatic on top of that I'm the one who is organizing your wedding so I'm pretty sure we'll see each other daily. Ah, my bad stars." She mock complained only to get a playful whack from Amrin and they both chuckled, giving each other another warm hug, the type of hug only reserved for your best friends. They heard the doorbell ring and Amrin went to get that.

"I'm sure it's Asad ooh I wanna see how he looks." She spoke like a teenager and proceeded downstairs while Zoya smoothed her pink kurti and looked at herself in the mirror one last time before taking her handbag from the bed and hanging it over her shoulder. She took a deep breath and went downstairs mentally bracing herself to see Asad. As she walked down the stairs millions of thoughts played in her mind and the focus of these thoughts was none other than Asad. She didn't know how to behave in front of him anymore.

"Uff Zoya it's him! You don't need to be tensed about anything. Just be yourself." She smiled and walked, practically ran downstairs only to see not Asad but some other man talking standing near the door. She looked at Amrin who shrugged sadly and said,

"Um, Zoya this is Waseem he says your phupi sent him to pick you up."

"Oh." Zoya's face fell immediately.

"Ma'am your bags?" Waseem asked.

"Yeah they are upstairs." Zoya replied mechanically.

"Why don't you go sit in the car while I fetch the bags and load them in."

Zoya nodded and made her way outside with Amrin walking right behind her. There on the driveway stood a sleek black SUV.

"Nice car." Amrin appreciated. But Zoya was too upset to react to that. Amrin kept a hand on her shoulder and made her face her.

"Hey maybe he is planning a surprise for you at home and that's what stopped him from coming."

"Amrin planning surprises is not Asad." She smiled sadly and then went inside the car while Waseem loaded the bags in the trunk and got inside the driver's seat. He started the ignition and Amrin waved her a goodbye. Zoya rested her head on the seat and closed her eyes as the car moved out of the driveway.

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"Yes ammi... I know ammi... Ammiii... yes..." Asad massaged his temple while replying to his mother is monosyllables not because he wasn't interested in talking to her but because his mother didn't let him speak other than a word or two.

"I'm so furious at you Asad that I can't say. Zoya is coming here after 20 years and this is how she'll be welcomed? You are not here, Ayaan is not here, Najma is also not here. She is your best friend she would want to see you here. Asad sometimes you really let me down." She continued ranting and Asad continued listening like an obedient son.

"Ammi I know I'm sorry but I had an important meeting in fact the foreign delegates will be here any moment." He tried to reason with her.

"Such a nice way of saying I need to keep the phone. Fine I'm hanging up." And with that she hung up on him not letting him say another word.

"But when did I say that." he stared at the phone.

"Sir Mr Thomas is here." his secretary's voice came in through the speaker.

"Yes escort them personally to the conference room. I'm coming." He replied back. He stood up and before walking out he opened the lowest drawer, taking out an old picture; a picture of him and Zoya when they were kids. Even at the age of 5 somehow Zoya came to know that it was rose day and demanded Asad to get her a rose. And just to fulfill her wish he had trespassed into Fatema aunty's garden that had many rose plants and plucked one to give it to Zoya. Rashid saw Asad giving Zoya a rose and ran inside to get the camera. He took a snap without them noticing it since he knew how camera conscious little Asad was. After Zoya left for New York he stole the photograph from the album and kept it with him always. Their first rose day. It was beautiful memory that he always cherished.

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The car pulled up on the driveway of the Khan mansion and Zoya was in awe of the beautiful mansion in front of her. It was so huge and flawless. Waseem opened the door for her and she moved out still staring at the beautiful house. She looked around and her eyes filled with tears of happiness. Asad had really accomplished a lot in his life and she felt so proud of him. She walked towards the door and lifted her hand to ring the doorbell but stopped. She never rang the doorbell when she was five. She walked in like she owned the house and today she was going to do the same. She prayed for the door to be unlocked. Luckily it was. She pushed the door open and walked inside shouting gleefully.

"Phupi I'm home!"

Dilshad heard a sweet female voice and hearing the similar phrase she used to hear on a daily basis twenty years ago brought a huge smile on her pretty face. She walked out of her room and ran down the stairs to see a young beautiful woman standing in the hall looking around the hall. She gasped when she saw her; she resembled Zainab so much that someone might mistake her for the young Zainab. Her eyes filled with tears at the thought of her old best friend. She walked towards her and whispered in her sweet motherly affectionate voice.

"Zoya."

Zoya turned towards the voice and looked at Dilshad. She still looked same only a little older but still the same. Her eyes still held the same love for her that it held back then and her voice although matured with age still held the same motherly affection that it did 20 years back. When she saw her she couldn't stop herself from running straight into her arms. She had a memory of a younger Zoya walking inside Asad's old home and hugging Dilshad's legs while Dilshad would bend down and lovingly caress her curly hair.

"Phupi I missed you so much." She cried and tightened the hug.

"Aw my sweet little girl phupi missed you too." She talked as if still talking to a five-year-old Zoya.

Dilshad pulled apart and looked at her.

"Mashallah Zoya you have grown into such a beautiful woman. Just like your mother."

"Nah, my mother was prettier."

"Oh yes she was but you are beautiful in your own way I'm sure you make all heads turn." She chuckled.

"Quite a few." Zoya replied and the two women laughed at her comment.

"Um phupi... where is everyone else?" she asked looking around.

"Ayaan is out with his friends he said they are making a new song today. Honestly he and his stupid band I don't get him sometimes. Najma has gone to a relative's house she'll be back tomorrow actually khala is not keeping well so Najma is taking care of her. And Asad had an important meeting. Stupid boy." She muttered the last line but Zoya heard it. She had this tiny hope that maybe he was waiting for her at home but her hopes were crashed. She masked her emotion and asked a question to Dilshad. A question that Dilshad wanted to avoid.

"Phupi where is Rashid uncle?"

"Um beta are you going to ask all the question right now? Come I'll you your room why don't you rest then eat something and then we'll catch up."

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Mr Asad Ahmed Khan is late.

Zoya paced around in the hall glancing at the clock. Ayaan had returned in the evening and she rolled her eyes when he began flirting. Some people never change. He was flirt when he was a kid and even now he was a flirt. They had their dinner but it felt incomplete without Asad and Najma and not to forget Rashid. She wondered where he was.

"This is so not done. His best friend has come back after 20 years and he feels his office is more important. I mean of course work is important but today only today he could've tried to come early." She sulked and pouted. She couldn't take it anymore and she stomped towards her new bedroom angrily, muttering curses at Asad.

While cursing Asad she didn't know when sleep invaded her but it had been only twenty minutes or so when she heard the door of the room adjacent to hers shut loudly and she opened her eyes.

"Asad is back!" She squealed and ran out and towards his room. She twisted the door knob and walked inside the room but the room was engulfed in pitch darkness. She then heard the shower running and smiled. He was inside the bathroom freshening up. She made herself comfortable on his couch and waited for him to come out. She was so excited that her excitement was palpable, her anger was forgotten and she couldn't wait to finally, finally meet him. After a few minutes he came out although she could only see a silhouette. She stood up walked towards him. Asad felt someone in his room and asked,

"Who's there?"

Zoya rolled her eyes and replied playfully, "Guess who?"

Asad heard a female voice, a voice he was sure wasn't Najma's or Dilshad's. he knew it was Zoya and moved forward but stopped and smirked.

"Ayaan is that you?" he joked.

Zoya's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Ayaan has a woman's voice?" she said incredulously.

"No Zoya he doesn't."

"So how can... YOU! You knew it was me." She closed the remaining distance between them and whacked him on his shoulder. Asad laughed all the while and caught her wrist in one hand while he circled his other hand around her waist pulling her closer and into a hug. She freed her hand and circled it around his neck hugging him tightly. She felt so secure, she felt safer than she had in all these years. Asad's arms had always been her solace.

"I'm so, so furious at you." She whined.

"You and ammi both." He smiled and moved back.

"Hey." She caught his hand.

"Just a minute let me switch on the lights and see... YOU!" Asad yelled as soon as light invaded the room and he saw the woman in front of him. Zoya was equally shocked to see this man, she immediately left his hand and took a step back.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked.

"Excuse me?"

"What are you - oh don't tell me you are Zoya!" he screeched.

"Will you lower your voice? Yes I'm Zoya but I can't believe you are Asad. How the hell is that possible?" she said exasperated.

"Oh it is possible but you cannot be Zoya. You are Amrin."

"Whoever gave you that idea. We never exchanged names how can you even think I was Amrin?"

"Well you were there in that engagement function." He muttered.

"Yeah so were many other people does that mean everyone was Amrin there?" she gritted her teeth.

"No you just cannot be Zoya." He repeated again.

"Well I'm sorry to burst your bubble but I am, I am Zoya Farooqui." She kept her hands on her hips. Asad raised his eyebrow.

"Aha see you are not my Zoya. Because Zoya's name was Zoya Siddhiqui." He crossed his arms around his chest. Zoya's face went pale at that name. Her hands dropped on her side and her lips quivered, she bit her lips to stop herself from crying.

"I guess that's enough talking for tonight." She whispered and walked out of the room leaving a highly confused Asad behind. What did she mean by that? She really couldn't be the Zoya he knew. This girl was so, so rude. He sat down on the bed with his head in his hands. He had a terrible headache due to this altercation and he threw the pillow on the floor in frustration, he felt like breaking something. Letting out an angry growl he flopped on his back and tried to sleep. Maybe when he wakes up the other day it would just turn out to be one of his dreams. But it was too real to be a dream. Way too real!

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A/N - Yaay I updated! Even when I was super busy I still updated. Happy Rose day to everyone. Haha yes I celebrate all 14 days of Valentines so I even showed Rose Day in this update. LOL. Anyway they met. FINALLY! Next update maybe anytime soon. But I'm not giving a particular date.

@Alveena12 - I know you said that they should sit down and talk and their shouldn't be twists but girl shock may seem too mainstream but it is necessary I mean you meet your BFF n they turn out to the person you always fought with? How can you sit n talk? They will sit and talk but they need time. And as for twists! This FF is not only a Rom-com but it has many layers to it. I need to deal with each layer with precision because AsYa's past is something that normal people don't go through. And the ghosts of their past still haunt them. these ghosts need to be dealt with. Just hang on to this FF I'm sure it will be worth your time hon.

PS - theres a surprise when i update next! 😃😃

Love,

Sadie! 😃