So, I wasn't planning on updating today, but seeing all the eager people helped changed my decision 😆 It's pretty short but it's still something! So here it is! Chapter 5!
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- AsYa FF: How To NOT Fall For Your Boss -
Chapter Five: Do NOT decide to end your friendship with your now-super-gorgeous childhood best friend
Asad gave her glare before turning to Dilshaad in desperation. "Ammi, please don't tell me that she's Zoya Hussain."
"Farooqui." Zoya said firmly, wincing a little at her previous surname.
Asad cursed silently and ran his hand through his hair. "Great. The one thing I was looking forward to is now ruined." 'How could she be Zoya Hussain? How could that dayaan be my sweet, innocent Zoya?' he thought angrily.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Zoya cried defensively, looking a little hurt. "Do you think I'm jumping for joy? I just found out my childhood best friend grown up to be an old arrogant akdu that seems to always have a stick up his ass!"
Asad glared at her, whilst Dilshaad, Najma and Ayaan started to worry. Oh no - their bhaijaan/son was getting pretty upset now . . .
"Watch your tongue Miss Farooqui!" he bellowed.
"Why?" she demanded, stepping up to glare at him. "You're the one who said 'Allah has blessed you with a tongue for a reason Miss Farooqui, you should use it.' Well I am now!"
"Now?" he sneered. "You use it quite a lot! Just used it a couple of minutes ago to bad mouth about me to my Ammi!"
"Well you deserved it." she replied in a proud tone, not an ounce of regret in her voice.
"Well you deserved my scolding!" he retorted.
"How?" Zoya demanded, stepping even closer to him in anger.
He narrowed his eyes and stepped up as well. "You were 7 minutes and 42 seconds late! You were disrespectful, interrupted my sentences and refused to listen to any of my ideas!"
"Aw! Is the little goblu sa beta upset?" she teased, smirking when she heard the other 3 audience members snort in amusement. "You are simply over-exaggerating! I was only 7 minutes la-"
"7 minutes and 42 seconds!"
She glared. "I was only 7 minutes and 42 seconds late because I was jet-lagged from a long trip! Did you even stop to think that maybe a young woman who traveled about 20 hours in a plane non-stop would be a bit too tired to come to an early meeting the next morning? Especially because her so called best friend was too busy to even pick her up from the airport!"
He quickly shut his mouth at her reply. 'Damn, I haven't thought of that . . .' His frustration grew. 'Whatever, jet-lagged or not, she was still disrespectful.' he decided.
He re-opened his mouth when she held up her hand. "No, it's too late to apologize Mister Khan."
He glared. "Kisne bhola ke main apologize karne wali thi?" He unintentionally switched to hindi.
Her mouth fell. "Haw! Toh ap mafi nahi mangengi?"
"Nahi!"
"Kyun?!"
"Kyunki main kabhi bhi mafi nahi manti."
"Arrogant asshole." she fumed.
"Un-mannered foreigner!" he retorted.
"Oi! Main foreigner nahi, hindustani hoon!"
"Oh, really?"
"Ha!"
"Toh ap ghuse main English main kyun gali dehti ho?"
"Kyunki-" she fumbled for an excuse, "Kyunki meri marzi!"
"Miss Foreigner Farooqui." he smirked.
"Mister Khadus Khan." she retorted, her anger growing even more. "That is all you are to me right now! A Khadhus Arrogant boss! Let's end our friendship right now!"
"Fine with me!"
"Good!"
"Good."
"Allah-hafiz!"
"Khuda-hafiz."
They both turned away from each other and made there ways to their respective rooms, which was right across from each other. They both opened their doors, stepped in and turned around - staring at each other in anger for a few seconds before slamming their doors shut.
Dilshaad, Ayaan and Najma flinched when they heard both doors slam shut.
The two siblings turned to their mother, who had her hand pressed against her head, which she was shaking in astonishment.
"Allah, kya toofan layi ho? These two look ready to murder each other." she sighed, how will her plan work now?
"Don't worry Ammi," Ayaan assured her. "Your plan will work out fine, Najma and I will help." he nudged his younger sister who nodded.
"Ha Ammi!" she agreed, "Ayaan bhaijaan and I will do everything to make Zoya our bhabi."
Dilshaad took a deep breath and sat down on the couch. "Well I'm at least happy about one thing." she commented, looking up at her confused children.
"Voh kya?"
"The great 'Asad Ahmed Khan' who everyone and everything is afraid of - has seem to have met his match."
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Here is chapter 5 everyone! Hope you enjoyed it! I'm sorry if it was short :(
I just love writing AsYa fight scenes for some reason xD It's super hilarious to write.
And yes! Ayaan, Najma and Dilshaad are working together in a mission! What mission you ask?
Mission - Make AsYa fall in love!
Those three are our cupids!!
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