AsYa FF: Stolen First Kiss || Chapter 3 P2 updated 22/02/15 - Page 6

Originally posted by: fatima30

Amazing update!
poor zoya...Aryans a jerk
I wish Asad would not wink at other girls! Lol

can't wait for zoya to realise how sweet asad really is

Originally posted by: Splash-ASYA

hey.. i just read all the parts of ur storyy..

its pretty good

i love it!

asad stole zoyas first kiss.

now they've met in school after 6 years.

zoya and aryans breakup was pretty sad.

please continue it ASAP

and dont discontinue it.

P.S. if if u do pms plz add me to ur list as well..

hope to read the next part soon! 😊

Originally posted by: sanah12

Awsummm chappy!!!
Loved it to the core!!!!
The whole thing was beautifully written..
Nuzzat and humeira's interrogation to zoe being late for her class sittin between her ex and asad was amzing!
Aryan is really a jerk! He feels sorry but boy no need for ur sorry nw!
Zo shifted to asads side to avoid aryaan wow!!!
Asad being mr flirt winked at aaliya 😆
Lovin this flirty asad tho
Do continue asap
Thnxx 4da pm

Originally posted by: najma123

Wow. Nice update... Btw, I havent understood this... Aryan and Zoya broke up right? Then, as much as being painful, it isnt immoral for the guy to move on... In fact, even she can move on. Anyone can. It isnt wrong... He hasnt been unfair to her... Anyhow. Asad is awesome. Has one arm on one girl, eyes on another.😆

just enjoy the chapter bc im tired as hell ugh and i cbf typing anymore lol

CHAPTER 3-

The rest of the week passed by in a blur, I got settled down in my classes, caught up with people I hadn't seen over the summer holidays and I even got used to waking up at 7am. I fell back into my routine and even managed to avoid Aryan whenever he walked by the corridor. I still couldn't stand to speak to him after finding out he had slept with another girl so soon after we had broken up. Humaira, Ayaan, and Nuzhat had even taken the vow of silence, claiming that they would never speak to the stupid ass hat Aryan ever again.

One thing that had changed in Mecca was the fact that the school had a new bad boy. Ladies and Gentleman I would like to introduce Asad Ahmed Khan.

Having just been here a week, Asad had already made a reputation for himself - he had already gotten into a fight with Faiz Ansari , the school's former bad boy, his attendance record was already plummeting due to the fact that he had skived the last three days of school, and of course, every girl in a 10k radius was fawning over him, including Nuzhat and Humaira.

"Oh look at him," Humaira sighed dreamily. Her brown eyes were fixed on the other side of the canteen and her fingers ran continuously through her hair - it looked like she was petting herself. "He's so gorgeous!"

"I know," Leena agreed. Her eyes were fixed on the same thing as Humaira. "But I've heard he's hooking up with Mahek Malhotra (you can imagine Shraddha Kapoor as Mahek)." Leena (imagine Divyanka Tripathi as Leena) added in a low voice.

Both Humaira and Nuzhat leaned in to attempt to hear Leena over the canteens chatter. It was currently half way through lunch time and I was sat at our usual table. Our bench was unavailable seen as it was raining heavily outside.

"Why would he be hooking up with Mahek Malhotra? She's a b**ch!" Humaira shrieked. Leena hushed her and the three of them looked cautiously around as if they were expecting the whole canteen to be staring at them after Humaira's outburst.

"Yeah but she's a gorgeous and popular b**ch!" Nuzhat reminded Humaira.

It was true, Mahek was gorgeous. She was what you call a natural beauty, long thick brown hair, flawless pale skin and doe brown eyes, she looked about as harmless as a Disney princess but she had a tongue as sharp as a knife.

"Anyway I heard that Asad was throwing a party at his mansion, apparently the whole school is going." Leena informed, her eyes lighting up.

"What?" I exclaimed. "He's only been in this school for a week!"

For some reason the fact that Asad Ahmed Khan was throwing a party for the whole of Mecca Secondary College, after being here for only a week, made me dislike him even more. It just made him seem arrogant that he considered himself the most popular guy in school already.

"Why haven't we had invites?" Humaira wailed. She glanced at each of us in outrage as if it were us that were hiding the invitation from her.

"It's on Facebook," Ayaan told us boredly. "It said that anyone could come."

Leena, Humaira, and Nuzhat all let out excited shrieks. I rolled my eyes at them and turned my attention back to Ayaan's Samsung Galaxy. He was playing on Flappy Bird and he had been failing the level for the past half hour.

"You really suck at this game." I commented as he failed yet again. Ayaan scoffed and clicked the restart button. "Can I have a go?"

Ayaan nodded and put the phone into my waiting palm. "Take it! It is driving me insane!"

I smirked and began tapping away at the screen. After five minutes I had already passed 3 levels. I was what you called a technology genius - or as Ayaan called me, a nerd.

"Hey, I heard Asad talking about you yesterday in the changing rooms!" Ayaan informed me casually. My shoulders tensed at this news but I forced my eyes to remain on the screen. I smirked in victory as I completed yet another level. "How are you so good at this game?" Ayaan whined when I didn't reply.

"It's a gift." I said cockily and Ayaan scoffed.

"I bet you have been practicing all night long just so you can show off." Ayaan teased, his finger poking me in the ribs. I swatted his hand away with a giggle and set the phone onto the table.

"You're just jealous!" I retorted and Ayaan chuckled. I bit my lip as I pondered whether I should press the matter of Asad talking about me in the changing rooms. Part of me wanted to forget that Ayaan had even mentioned it, but then I knew that the curiosity would be nagging at me until I got the answers. "So, what was he saying?"

"What was who saying?" Ayaan frowned.

I rolled my eyes. "Asad, what was Asad saying?"

"Oh that," Ayaan shrugged carelessly, "He was just saying that you were hot." I pretended to gag and Ayaan smirked. "And he said that Aryan was a dick for choosing a Spanish girl over you."

"He said that?" I questioned in surprise.

I would never have guessed that Asad would have said that about me, I hadn't spoken to him since English class and I was glad, I was avoiding him as well as Aryan. I bit the inside of my cheek as I thought about Asad's words, I had expected him to be saying something horrible about me but he had actually said something...nice.

"Yeah, because he reckons you would be better in bed than some Spanish s**t." Ayaan continued.

I wrinkled my nose in disgust. I take it back; Asad was obviously incapable of saying something nice. "He is a foul human being."

"Who's a foul human being?" An amused voice questioned from behind me. Speak of the devil. A groan escaped my lips as I turned around to see that it was the one and only Asad Ahmed Khan standing behind me. "I hope you weren't talking about me, Zoya?" He gasped, his hand clasping his heart in mock horror.

"Of course not," I smiled sweetly. "Why would I waste my breath talking about you?"

Asad chuckled, completely unfazed by my sarcastic attitude. "You've got some fire Farooqui."

I scoffed and turned my back on him. I felt his eyes burn into me as I picked up Ayaan's phone and started playing on Fruit Ninja. With each swipe I made at the fruit I imagined it was Asad's stupid handsome head.

Ok, so maybe I was being a little violent, but frankly, Asad Ahmed Khan got on my nerves - not to mention he had stolen my first kiss, a massive moment in every girl's life. I swiped at the phone screen angrily as I thought back to that moment, as soon as Asad put his lips on my own; he had shattered my dream of my amazing first kiss. When I was little I had imagined kissing the boy that was going to be my Prince Charming, the boy that would love me so much he would do anything for me.

And then along came Asad Ahmed Khan.

The stupid prick.

"Have you heard about my party tomorrow night?" Asad questioned with his eyes fixed on me. I shrugged nonchalantly. "I was wondering if you would like to come?"

"I would love to," Humaira purred. Asad glanced away from me and fixed his eyes on Humaira who was smiling flirtatiously. "I love a good party."

Asad grinned, "Great, I'll see you there. My address is on Facebook."

"We'll be there!" Nuzhat squeaked excitedly.

"Save me a dance, Asad!" Leena insisted as she twirled her raven black hair self-consciously. I resisted the urge to snort at their love drunk behavior; they all looked like they had some illness with all that hair twirling, purring and eye fluttering.

"I'll see you on the dance floor." Asad responded just as flirtatiously. This time I couldn't stop myself from snorting; there was just too much sexual tension at this one table.

Asad's eyes glanced my way once again but only smirked. "I might even save you a dance Zoya, although I hope your dancing improved since Furwar's Sangeet Ceremony; You weren't much of a mover." Asad teased. My mouth fell open as my friends chuckled. My eyes narrowed as I glared up at a chuckling Asad.

"If I remember correctly your dance moves weren't that great either! You looked like a dead fish when you were dancing!" I retorted icily.

Asad stared down at me in amusement before he winked. I bristled in anger, why was he always doing that sexy little wink? It was disgusting! And it did definitely not make me feel or warm and fuzzy.

"Well you'll have to come and see if I've improved, won't you?" Asad pressed. He raised his eyebrows as if he were challenging me. I took a deep breath and curled my hands into fists.

I was never one to back down from a challenge. After all, I'm Zoya f**king fabulous Farooqui. I can do anything.

"Fine, I'll be there," I snapped. "Just so I can see you dancing like an idiot again." I reasoned.

Asad smiled, "Great, see you there."

Humaira, Nuzhat and Leena all squealed when Asad returned back to his table. I vaguely heard them talking about going dress shopping tomorrow morning so we could all get ourselves sexy little dresses' but my attention was on the idiotic arsehole that had somehow made everyone fall in love with him in a matter of days.

I rolled my eyes as I watched Mahek stalk towards him, like a lion towards a gazelle. She started talking animatedly to Asad, who was just leaning against the table, his fingers twirling a yellow lighter. Asad said something, his eyes still fixed on the lighter, and Mahek giggled, her hand reaching out to swat his shoulder.

"Does Asad smoke?" I blurted out before I could stop myself. Ayaan's head snapped up from his phone and he looked in Asad's direction.

"Yeah, I saw him and a few of the other lads having a smoke by the school gates." Ayaan answered. He turned back to his phone but I continued to stare at Asad. It was funny; I could never smell smoke on Asad, all I could ever smell was his intoxicating aftershave.

I continued to survey Asad, as if he were something under a microscope. I observed his outfit. His shirt was untucked and scrunched up at the elbows, revealing his tanned skin and two of his shirt buttons were undone, I squinted when I noticed he was wearing a silver chain around his neck.

"Aye! Zo!" I hissed in pain when a fist came into contact with my shoulder. I scowled angrily at Humaira who was smirking at me. "Are you done eye raping Asad?"

I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment at being caught. "I was not eye raping him!" I protested.

Humaira waved a hand in the air dismissively. "Of course you weren't," Humaira sniggered. "But we want to know if you will be coming dress shopping tomorrow? We want to look hot for the party tomorrow?"

I sighed and stretched my arms over my head. I groaned when my back clicked, releasing tension I didn't even know I had. "I'm not sure, it depends." I shrugged, "I don't even know if my Aapi will let me go." I added after a moment.

"What?" Nuzhat exclaimed. "Zoya, you have to go!"

"Can't you just tell her that you're staying at my house?" Humaira suggested hopefully.

I snorted, "Yeah and let Zohail rat me out? No thank you!"

"Well even if your Aapi doesn't let you go, can you still come shopping with us? We can get the bus and go into town?" Leena questioned. I bit my lip and thought about it, Aapi would be mad that I didn't mention it earlier but on the other hand I had gotten a B+ on my surprise Biology test so that would soften her up a little.

"Yeah, I guess I could come." I smiled.

"Great!" Leena chirped happily.

They all continued chattering away about what kind of dress they wanted and how they would blow Asad's minds as soon as they walked in. I sighed and leaned back in my seat and took a bite out of my apple.

Asad Ahmed Khan had only been here a week and everyone had already fallen in love with him.

Well... everyone except me.

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(part 1 of chapter 3)