Hey guys so I decided to expand on the story a bit more (effects of Gul Khan🤣), I wanted to add a bit of a backstory as well to make it more meaningful, so here is that. There will be one more part and then I am done with it, but if you guys have any songs in mind you would like for me to right about then please leave them in the comments below and I will give it a shot.
Hope you enjoy😃
Part 2:
I watched her chuckling to myself as she danced around in her rainbow colored room completely oblivious to my stares. That was something I loved about her, she didn't care what others thought of her she only did what she wanted to do and was not at all embarrassed or ashamed by it. I kept watching her for a couple more minutes as I remembered all the times we had spent together.
I went back to when I first moved into the neighborhood, the first time I saw her
March 21st, 2011
"Asad do you wanna get the last few boxes out of the truck"
My dad yelled at me from the kitchen, I got up from the sofa putting down my phone before giving him a quick nod and heading out the door.
I picked up the boxes that were right at the end of the moving van. I turned around to go back in and that's when I saw a boy around 7 years old on a pink bike heading towards me. He was out of control and had a terrified look on his face so I could clearly tell that he didn't have a clue on how to ride a bike. I was about to jump out the way but thats when I saw her. Zoya.
She was running behind the bike out of breath yelling at the top of her voice for the boy to slow down. She was looking adorable in her mint moustache sweatshirt and her black leggings. I was so lost in her face, she had the most innocent big brown eyes, a small button nose, high cheekbones all with her milk white skin. For a 15 year old she was beautiful. Her high ponytail bounced around crazily as she ran at her top speed. She was screaming at me, trying to say something but I couldn't figure it out and then BANG.
The whole world was spinning round and round and round, oh wait that was just the wheel that was on top of my face. It felt as if the weight of a building was shoved down on me but in reality, it was a chubby seven year old boy and a bike. I was in so much pain, my head was throbbing, my stomach had been punched inside but once again I was lost as her face came in my view, she was blabbering on so much but I was grinning like an idiot not bothering to move at all, just laying their, drooling shamelessly.
The weight on me got lighter as she removed the boy first and then the bike. She put her hand out for me to to get up and I accepted it politely. Her skin was so soft. I got up with her help and was finally back down on earth, but then she started talking again.
"I am so so so so so so so so, so sorry, you see I was trying to teach him how to ride a bike and it was going great until I let him go, so yeah I am so sorry, are you hurt, god please don't be hurt"
"Hey, hey I'm fine don't worry"
I tried to make her calm down, but in reality I was so touched by her concern. You doofas she just ran you over, why wouldn't she be concerned.
"Mike say your sorry"
She said to the little boy with an angry scowl, I looked down at him with a smile while he was giving me the devil eyes.
"No why should I apologies, he was the one standing their like an idiot"
He was stopped as she clasped her hand over his mouth.
"Oookkkay, well let me just apologies from his behalf."
She once again tried to apologies several time, I couldn't help but smile at her cuteness.
"So are you moving in?"
"Um yeah, how did you know?"
I asked surprised, ignoring the "just moved in sign" on the van we hired
"Um the fact that there is a moving van that says "just moved in" and you have several boxes on your yard."
"Oh right"
#IAmAnIdiot
I glanced down at Mike who was giving me two thumbs up and was mouthing "smooth". I stepped on his toe to shut him up.
"So do you live close by?"
I asked her not wanting to finish off the conversation.
"Yeah actually, I'm your neighbor, by the way I'm Zoya"
She said with her hand out to shake.
"Asad"
I said shaking my hand with her.
Did I mention her skin was so soft, we stood their, holding on to each others hands and looking in each others eyes and we could have stayed like that forever but the little devil Mike just had to get in.
"Dude, shes taken"
He said forcefully breaking our shake and eye lock. Zoya took in the meanings of his words and once again clasped her hand around his mouth showing me her dimpled smile.
"Oookkkay, I think its time to go, bye Asad"
She said waving at me, I moved out the way to let her walk past but felt a pain on my foot. I looked down to see Mike with an smile indicating he stepped on my foot. The little devil.
Anyways. ever since then me and Zoya started to hang out, I found out that she helped out at the local orphanage so I would stalk her their every Saturday. We would also have these talks with each other through our windows. It was lame, but it was our thing.
For some reason whenever I'm with her, my heart, mind, body and soul are just at peace I don't feel like I have to hide anything from her or make myself perfect for her. She likes me just the way I am and I can't thank her enough for that. Whenever I'm with my so called girlfriend, Tanveer, she forces me to do things that go against what I stand for. I don't even know why I'm dating her, its mainly just because my friends practically forced me, and since I didn't really have an excuse to deny, I became her boyfriend, more like her prisoner. I was so lost in watching Zoya that I didn't hear my mum walk in.
"You like her, don't you?"
She asked me making me jump, I moved the curtain over trying to hide what I was looking at but she was my mum she knew me inside and out.
"No, that's ridiculous"
I said trying to convince me more than her as I sat down on my bed.
"Asad, I know you, now I know I may not be you real"
"Ammi"
I stopped her midway, I hated it when she reminded me that, I have always looked at her as my real mother. Sure she may have not given birth to me, but she was the one who was kind enough to adopt a boy who she barely knew. To me she is my mother. She gave me a quick smile before sitting down on the bed next to me.
"Anyways, my point is, I know that you like her, I notice the way you always stare at her, why are you even dating Tanveer, Zoya is such a sweet girl"
"That's the problem Ammi"
I exclaimed, laying down on my bed while she gave me a confused look.
"Zoya is so soft, and nice and...huggable, what if I hurt her, I am such a horrible person"
"Asad Ahmed Khan, who in the world said that you are a horrible person"
She asked me surprised as she stood up with her hands on her hips making me roll my eyes.
"Ummm. I don't know, like everyone at my school"
"Because that's what you show them, Zoya knows you Asad, and she knows that you are nothing like those sheeps, you are just like her, sweet, caring and loving"
She explained to me calmly while stroking my hair.
"You really think so"
"I know so, tell you what, isn't your prom coming up soon, why don't you ask her out"
"Yeah that'll go great, she will probably laugh at my face"
"Hey at least you'll know you tried, and maybe just maybe she will say those 3 magic words to you as well"
"Yeah MAYBE"
I emphasized on maybe. She huffed in annoyance and got up to leave my room leaving me to dream about a certain Miss Zoya Farooqui.
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Edited by Hophop1456 - 11 years ago
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