Hey people!
Back with another update!! Yayy!! :(
I am obsessed with possessive people..Unfortunately my BFFL is not..possessive,,,*cries*
But Asad is for miss farooqui!!
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Enjoy!!
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Both didn't know how long they were kissing for, slowly both parted for air, Asad looked straight into Zoyas eyes smirking.
"Asad hato na pls" Asad looked st her face which was red now "hayee Miss Farooqui tu kitne sundar lagti hai blush karti hui".
Asad got up but fell back because his watch was stuck to Zoyas bracelet, Zoya looked up at Asad and back at her hand, Zoya started pulling the bracelet off but in the process she cut her finger and winced in pain "ouch... aahh"
Asad quickly sat down on his knees and took her finger in his hand and started blowing on it but it didn't help and Zoya was crying with pain and Asad couldn't see her crying, suddenly he thought of something "Miss Farooqui tu yahi ruk mei abhi ata hu" and he went into the bathroom.
The bathroom was big with white walls and a huge bath in the middle filled with water and rose petals.
Asad was standing next to the bath looking for something in the drawers. Zoya was sitting alone in the dark and was feeling really scared so she decided to go to Asad. Asad was still looking for something in the drawers.
Zoya was just about to reach Asad when the thunder clapped and Zoya screamed losing her balance and falling on Asad, Asad quickly looked back when he heard her scream and saw her half running and falling on his hard frame, Zoya held on to Asad and Asad quickly held her waist for support but she fell on him too hard making him lose his balance and both fell in the bath tub with a thud, with Zoya underneath Asad .
It took them some time to realize what happened
, Asad opend his eyes only to see an innocent scared beautiful angel none other than his Miss Farooqui. Zoya slowly opened her eyes only to get lost in those huge brown orbs filled with love caree and concern *IPZN moment*.
Suddenly Zoya sneezed breaking their trance. Asad looked at her with concern in his eyes "thand lag rahi hai" Zoya nodded in agreement, Asad got out of the bath feeling cold himself and scooped Zoya up in his arms and got out of the bathroom.
Zoya was looking at Asad who was looking at her, smirking, Zoya remembered something "Asad mere kapre bheeg gaye hai or mere pass or kapre bhi nai hai" she made an innocent face, Asad thought that as well but something naughty came up in his mind, "to kya hua mere kapre hai na vo phen lene" Zoya turned red listening to Asad Asad.. nahi bilkul nai mei abhi ghar jana chati hu"
This made Asad really angry so he threw her on the bed and went on top of her pinning he hands over her head "kya khaha tune ghar jana hai?!" Zoya got scared seeing him angry she knew he could do anything while he was angry but Zoya being Zoya, she decided to tease him a little.
"vo kya hai na Asad ghar pe koi mera intazaar kar raha hai or agar mei nai gai to vo mujhe dhoondte hue yaha aje ga" Asad became very alert hearing that "kon tera intazaar kar raha hai huh? KON? Mene phele bhi kaha tha or ab bhi ke raha hu TUM SIRF MERI HO SIRF MERI ASAD AHMED KHAN KE SAMJI tum pe SIRF OR AIRF MERA HAQ HAI or ye jo bhi tera wait kar raha hai na vo jaye bhar mei tu yahi rahege mere pass" Zoya wrapped her arms around "aww mera Asad mujhse itna pyaar karta hai ke mujh pe apna haq bhi jamata hai"
Asad was confused for a while but then it flashed in his mind that she was teasing him so he planned something in his mind for later because first she had to get changed before she caught a bad cold and that was not even in his list of bad things happening "chal abhi uth or kapre change kar le nai to bukhaar ho jayega "
Asad was still showing his fake anger Zoya thought her plan didn't wok "Asad agar tum mere upar se utho ge to mei utho ge na" Asad realized he was still on top of her so he got off, this was the last thing he wanted because he loved being close to her but for her he got off.
Zoya went to the other room to get changed when she took of her wet clothes she realized she didn't have any other clothes to change into.
She was only lift in a lose top and a short leggin "Asad.." Asad was on the other side of the room so he couldn't hear her. Zoya called him few times when he didn't listen she decided to go out.
Asad was standing shirtless in front of the mirror brushing his hair. Zoya got out of the room and was shocked to see Asad standing shirtless in front of the mirror brushing his hair whilst whistling *IPZN moment*
Zoya realized that she was only in a lose top and a legging that only covered her thighs and half knee caps.
Asad suddenly felt Zoyas presence in the room so he looked around to see the most stunning sight in front of him, Zoya. Zoya was trying to cover herself but she saw Asad walking towards her so she started moving back still trying to pull her lose top down to cover herself but soon she felt Asad really close to her she could feel his breath on her neck making her shiver she tried to move back but ended up falling on the bed making Asad fall with her while trying to catch her.
Zoya felt shy so she hid herself in his strong and board chest closing her eyes "Miss Farooqui mujhe nai pata that tu kapro ke baghir bhi itne sundar hai nai.. zadya sundar hai" Asad smirked while Zoya went red and hit him lightly on his shoulder "Asad mujhe kapre chaiye change karna hai" Asad smirked "tu is mei bhoot sundar lagti hai to or kapre nai milege" "Asad please mujhe thand lag rahi hai"
After a lot of protests he finally gave in and gave her a vest and a short pant knee length. Asad himself wore a vest and sport shorts, after a few minuets Zoya came out wearing the vest and the short pant.
The vest revealed most of her skin and her whole neck, her hair was tied up in a bun with a few curls touching her red cheeks and a small smile was playing on her lips. Asad was staring at her like there is no tomorrow, he himself didnt know how many times he had fallen in love with her in the past few hours.
PRECAP: Asads teasing bit and loads of romance
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