Asya(Kabhi) SS' Two of a Kind Colab Note Pg 22 - Page 12

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Chapter Four

The next morning both Zakariya and Aaira were up and ready for the new day ahead of them. Aaira had gone to explore the arts section of the camp while Zakariya wondered around the sports area. Luckily, they both hadn't seen each other which would've lead to another argument. Aryaan joined Zakariya.

Both Aryaan and Zakariya had become friends, though Aryaan was hesitant for some reason, it didn't stop them from bonding within one meeting; boys will be boys. Their conversation was general as they both trained in the gym about talking random stuff such as what new game is out, did you hear about the new Xbox, did you play the new call of duty, etc.

While this was happening in the gym Aaira blocked herself out from everyone concentrating on her art work, "trying to express herself" drawing landscape pictures. The breath of air was soothing, the feel of painting outside was something else. Her eyes wondered to a girl stood next to her, she wasn't like the normal girls who came to the camp wearing shorts, jeans, or plain tops; no she was in traditional wear, she had worn a pink shalwar kameez with a little bit of embroidery with a white shalwar, while her dupatta was rested on her shoulder. Her minimal make up gave her a glow no other girl had, natural beauty wondered Aaira.

Aaira was surprised to see someone wearing traditional clothes and managing to put up with it with such ease as the heat was overbearing. Aaira didn't know why, but she wanted to listen to Aryaan about opening up and making friends. She didn't want to be "lone grandma" which she preferred.

Aaira: Hey I'm Aaira

Zahara was a very shy girl coming from a very traditional family, she was scared to talk to strangers even though being in the 21st century she still didn't like to talk a lot and be open to many. But when someone did talk to her she always did reply back because she never wanted to seem rude.

Zahara: Hi Aaira, my name is Zahara.

Aaira: So... You like arts? How you finding this camp?

Zahara: Yea and you? It's my first time.

Aaira: Yeah, mine too, I was forced to come, but it's not that bad.

Zahara: O ok... Are you from India?

Aaira: No I'm from NYC. I've come here for something else... I mean my friend wanted to come to this camp for so long, thought I'd give in.

Zahara: Hmm.. Do you like it here?

Aaria: Yea I do its weird because I never thought I would ever like India since I was brought up in NYC and all but I really love it here the atmosphere and all its really different from New York. It's weirdly soothing.

Zahara: Yeah did you come with your friend and family?

Aaira thought about her abbu hearing about her family and the divorce papers she felt really sad for her mother thinking about what she must be going through without her.

Zahara snapped Aaira out of her thoughts.

Aaira: Sorry, no I am here just with my friend, my mother is in NYC

Zahara: I hope I am not intruding in your life but what about your abbu?

Aaira didn't know what she felt being asked about her father. She was about to speak when both were smashed into by two big bodies while their canvases went flying everywhere and the paint all over them.

Zakariya and Aryaan were both in fields which was close by the art area and they both were playing football together. They were on the opposite sides fighting for the ball and they both were super competitive about winning so they both were running after the ball like madmen.

They hadn't realized that by going after the ball, they had ended up leaving the rest of the team behind just gaping at them trying to figure out what they should be doing while their two captains had run off after the ball heading towards the art section.

They both were so engrossed in the ball that they didn't look ahead of them until they were hit by something.

They had realized that they both had hit two soft bodies and were covered in paint with a canvas on top of them, while on top of a small frame.

Aryaan was on top of Aaira while Zakariya was on top of Zahara. The girls shrieks defeaned their ears as they held them securely below them.

All four of them were drenched in paint. Aryaan stared at his little grandma who had shut her eyes in fear, her forehead creased and her breathing was unsteady. Aryaan's hand reached up to her face and wiped away the blots of paint on her face, brushing his thumb over her cheek.

Zahara was in the same predicament she was terrified at what had just hit her; she too shut her eyes in fear. Zakariya was in awe looking at the beautiful girl under him. He was wondering how hadn't he seen her before. Zakariya had never seen anyone look more stunning than her, well his mother was an exceptionally beautiful woman, no-one can be compared to her.

She looked delicate as a flower, too soft to touch. He saw that a strand of hair had fallen on her face and unknowingly he moved his hand and brushed the hair from her eyes while Zahara was scared to the core not able to move when she felt a hand on her face she opened her eyes and that is when Zakariya and Zahara had their first eye lock while on the other side Aryaan remained staring at his friend, who looked adorable.

The two couples were broken out of their eye lock by a bell in the distant gathering the sports groups together.

Zakariya and Aryaan both got off the girls, rubbing their neck to bring themselves out of what just occurred.

There was an awkward silence prevailing them until their Miss Moody snapped.

Aaira: What the hell? You guys just ruined all our clothes and paintings.

Zakariya: Hey Chasmeesh how were we supposed to know you both were painting outside. Shouldn't you be painting inside like normal people? What did you expect out here?

Aaira: WHAT! This was the whole paint of this stupid camp, LANDSCAPE PAINTING. You idiots are at fault, how the hell did you wonder from the field to over here?

Aryaan: Grandma chill, it was an accident.

Aaira: You want me to chill? Fine then...

Aaira went and found the water which had the dirty paintbrushes in and brought it to Aryaan while Aryaan had an idea of what was about to happen so before she could throw the water on him he ducked making the water splash onto Zakariya.

Zakariya: What the heck!!!

Zahara was giggling watching this happen and that is when Zakairya noticed her laughing at him. He then smirked and went up and found another dirty paintbrush holder which had water and splashed it all on Zahara.

Zahara was appalled at what had happened. In anger, she went and took the tube of paint they were using and started to throwing it with the open cap and Zakariya ducked which resulted in the paint landing all over Aryaan.

And this was the beginning to their paint war with Aaira and Zahara on one side fighting off Aryaan and Zakariya.

While on the other side of the world sat a worried mother.

Zoya was in her room staring at Aaira and Zakariya's baby picture before they were separated. Zoya was concerned for Aaira at her being in India all away from her. She missed her daughter, she was more worried that what if she got herself into trouble but then she remembered that Aryaan was there with her to protect her from anything. Zoya being her mother had seen how much Aryaan cared for Aaira, which is the only reason she was fine and a little less worried for Aaria because she knew Aryaan would be there for her regardless of the situation. But the mother inside her was worried for her daughter. She cried holding her picture and she for some reason she felt as if Zakariya was somewhere close to Aaira. She couldn't understand why she was feeling this way as she never felt this before but today she felt as if her twins were together and happy. She just hugged the picture of her two babies close to her heart and cried her eyes out until she fell asleep.

While a worried mother was crying there stood an apprehensive father worried for his son.

Asad Ahmed Khan the person who scared others and made them run away with tears in their eyes, was on the other side worried for his son. He had sent Zakariya to camp every year but for some reason this year he had a strange feeling. He missed his son even though they didn't communicate a lot but he never stopped loving him his ways were different then other fathers but he was still a father worried for his son. He took out the same picture that Zoya was holding as he had also a copy of the picture and caressed his two babies' faces. He was feeling very anxious and didn't understand why. He missed his little princess more today than usual. He felt as if she was close to him but still so far. All he wished he could do was hold his princess in his arms tell her a fairy tale story and hug her forever along with his little prince but mostly he wished that Zoya the queen of his hearts was there with him. Asad was deep into thought and didn't realize when he fell asleep hugging the picture close to his heart.

In the camp, after the paint battle had settled there was a camp fire set up for everyone. Everyone had stared at each other after their fight before going up to their respective rooms and changing out of their dirty clothes.

During dinner the four of them sat together but had to persuade Zahara to sit with them as she was nervous to sit with them. But Aaira persuaded her in the end. The boys talked as the girls watched on replying in hmm's and yesses to their conversation. Aaira and Zahara looked at each and wondered what the hell they were doing with these guys. But nonetheless, a weird bond was created between the four. Zakariya saw Aaira smile for the first time, he noticed the glances Aryaan stole every now and then to see if she was okay, if she was happy or if there was anything wrong. Everyone settled around the camp fire and sighed.

The boys set up the camp fire while Zahara had gotten all the blankets out and Aaira had gotten some warm drinks for them to enjoy. There were groups set up here and there with their own campfires.

Zahara had brought only two blankets because she couldn't find any more. While on one blanket sat Aaira and Aryaan, Zakariya and Zahara stared at the remaining blanket.

Aryaan had his arms around Aaira making sure she was warm and for once, she didn't want him to remove it. The comfort she received from him was beyond anything, though she might not always admit it, but she was glad to have him there by her side.

"Hey grandma, you enjoying camp?" Aryaan whispered. Aaira nodded staring in the fire, Aryaan watched her eyes glisten. "You miss Aunty right?" Aaira looked at him and nodded again. His hold tightened around.

"Thank you for everything Aryaan." Aaira spoke softly. She met his eyes, her heart warmed seeing the emotions pouring out of his eyes.

"Thank me when this is over" Aryaan smiled. Aaira looked away knowing what he was indicating. "And grandma?"

"Yes?"

"You look beautiful with the paint over your face" Aaira looked at him and nudged him. He laughed at her.

Zakariya and Zahara watched the friends bonding. While Zahara was feeling cold but wasn't showing it, however Zakairya spotted it and went closer to her causing Zahara to go back a little startled. Zakariya just kept coming closer until he was an inch away from her and offered her his jacket and more of the blanket. Zahara was touched by this and just smiled at him while Zakariya put his jacket around her and gave her majority of the blanket even though he was feeling cold. She noticed and felt bad so she moved in a little closer and offered him some of the blanket. Zakariya was touched by her gesture and took the blanket and covered both of them.

Everyone exchanged pleasant conversations, they shared a few laughs and Aryaan's jokes along with Zakriya's pranks. Zakariya and Aaira realised something, they both had to go and check their phones because of their over protective parents and if they didn't answer they were sure they both would end up in the camp themselves.

They entered the room and sighed breath of relief finding no missed calls, Maybe their parents didn't miss them. Zakariya thanked God that his father hadn't called and if he didn't pick up he would have to meet Mukka Ahmed Khan; his father's fists.

He placed the phone back under the pillow, he realised he knocked his mother's picture on the floor. He picked it up and was about to put it under his pillow when he heard her shrieks. He stared towards Aaira's half open door with wide eyes before rushing to her room. He looked at her questioningly as she jumped onto the bed in fear.

"What happened?" He followed her eyes and leaped towards the bed with a loud cry.

"You're meant to save me, what the hell?" Aaira clutched onto him.

Aryaan offered to drop Zahara to her bedroom, he tried to speak to her but she was just too quiet. They both looked at each other hearing cries coming from Aaira's roon. Aryaan ran towards her room as his heart skipped a beat hearing her call out for help. He entered her room to find Aaira and Zakariya hugging each other, standing on the bed, obviously afraid of something. Zahara came behind Aryaan and watched the sight before her. Aryaan was about to question Zakariya when his eyes fell on the thing that was scaring them.

Zakariya and Aaira: LIZARD!!!!

They both cried seeing the lizard moving around the room, both petrified that it was going to bite them. They looked at Aryaan and Zahara pleading for them to help them. They both jumped seeing it come towards them. Aryaan burst into a fit of laughter, he knew Aaira was scared of creepy crawlies. Zahara giggled and picked it up before holding it towards them. Aryaan jumped back, seeing him jump, the twins jumped too.

Zakariya (still holding onto Aaira): What are you doing there? Get that beast out of this room NOW!!!

Aaira: Zahara please please please take it out.

"It's just a tiny lizard" Aryaan gulped.

Zahara: It won't bite see...

Aryaan being slightly scared, still daringly pushed Zahara towards them. The twins shrieked as loud as possible jumping off the bed, on their way down, Zakariya knocked Aaira's pillow onto the floor along with everything that was under it. The picture that Zakariya was holding fell amidst the jumping and leaping, both of the pictures came together on the floor, Zoya's picture faced upwards and the other faced the other way. Everyone stared at the pictures, they both seemed like a jigsaw puzzle. Aryaan kneeled on the floor and turned it over before stepping back. Zakariya and Aaira stared at the picture that was put together, their hearts beating frantically seeing the complete picture of their parents, on their wedding day.

Both of the twins were shaken, they gawked at the picture for a few moments in pin drop silence before looking up at each other. They blinked staring at one another with only one question running through their mind; how did the other have half the other half to their picture? It took them a few moments for it sink into their minds,

"Who are you?" They both asked each other at once not knowing that they were a part of each other, just like the picture sitting below them, destiny had finally brought them together.

Loved it so much

I hate lizards and am scared of them but loved this one

Played a super role in the truth which will come out

Superb

I want to see how things happen now

Zak should take Aria home to meet their dad; introduce her like a friend and let things fall into place as slowly Asad realizes that he n Aaria have so much in common

Let the father inside him be pulled towards the daughter just then Zak n Aaria should run away to NYC Asad follow them there and AsYa reunion