Haunted Love...!!! AsYa FF #1 - Chapters 1 to 16 - Page 9

Hello friends!!! 😃 Really glad to find all the positive response from you all on this new horror flick!! Thank you so much for your support!! 🤗 To those who were asking if it would be too scary, don't worry...I will try to make it not too spooky 😳 So, here you go with 2nd part of this FF, which has horror, emotions, angst and romance!! ❤️ Enjoy Reading!! 😊

Back at a home in Pune, a phone was ringing inside a dark room, at night.

A girl was standing by the balcony of her room, looking at the news article of Asad on his recent ruthless behavior and atrocities.

Hearing the ring, she came towards the side drawer of her bed and picked up her phone and had a surprised and tearful smile, looking at the name "Asad" flashing in the phone.

Asad, on the other hand was hearing the passing rings with closed eyes, mixed along with the wind.

"Hello..."

Asad, opened his eyes hearing that voice after a long time, with a tinge of unexplained happiness and sorrow in his mind. (Tujhe Bhula Diya in background)

"Helloo...Asad??"

A drop of tear caressed his face, and he felt how much he had missed hearing his name in that voice.

"Zoya..."

Zoya sat down in the bed, as soon as Asad took her name, and moved the phone from her face, covered the mouthpiece and breathed heavily in that feeling of mixed emotions.

She composed herself, wiped her tears and took back the phone.

"Yes, tell me."

"Well..." Asad cleared his throat and tried to hide his emotions, "Where are you now??"

"Pune."

"Well...thing is...I need to meet you...like...if possible...tomorrow..."

"Hmmm..."

"Just wanted to know...if you are interested in seeing my face..." Asad said and was waiting for a reply from her.

"For...for what??" Zoya asked with anticipation.

"Don't panic...not to force you to live with me...it's totally something different!!"

Zoya smiled painfully on the other end, "Okay...I will be at home tomorrow!!"

"Thanks...and..." Asad took a break, "Glad that you still remember my voice...and spared your precious time to speak with his characterless guy!!"

Asad cut the call saying that, and Zoya before attempting to tell anything, had realized that he cut the call, and threw the phone in the bed, with a tearful face.

Asad too sat down at his balcony, looking at his phone and covered his face venting out his frustration. He went to the bar counter of his home, took out a bottle and drank as such from it, and looked at Zoya's photos in his phone.

He broke the bottle on the floor and looked at the mobile, "I wish I could forget you as soon as how I fell in love with you!!!"

Next morning,

"Good morning, Sir!!" Ayaan greeted on phone.

"Good morning Ayaan" said Rashid on the other side, at the dining table of his home, "Ayaan, where is Asad? I am trying his phone since morning. He isn't just picking up. Is he with you?"

"No Sir. He just said he is going out of station and would be reaching late only today."

"Ohhh..." Rashid said being in thoughts, "Alright!! Allah Hafiz!!"

Rashid cut the call, and wondered tapping the cutlery in his plate.

"Out of station???" Rashid thought, "But where??"

Next morning at Farooqi Residence, Pune, Zoya had dressed up in her favorite anarkali and was brushing her hair in front of the dressing table.

Just then, the doorbell rang and Zoya abruptly got up from her the seat of her dressing table hearing it, and rushed out of her room and stopped at the stairs, just as she saw her mother walking towards the door.

The doorbell rang once again. Her mother opened the door, and Zoya stood with abated breath expecting Asad's voice.

Her mother closed the door and Zoya came down puzzled.

"Mom??"

"It was the postman, Zoya. Some subscription letter..."

Saying so, her mother went back to the living room, while Zoya ended up being disappointed.

"By the way, I am going out Zoya. I will be back shortly."

Saying so, Zoya's mother left out, closing the door, while Zoya sat at the living room, in thoughts.

"What's wrong with me?? Why am I behaving so strangely??" Zoya pressed her temples, "When I know I am not supposed to behave like this, why am I..."

Just then the doorbell rang again, interrupting Zoya's thoughts. She stood up and hesitatingly went up to the door, and took a deep breath, and opened the door with her sight still down.

"Ma'am Sahab!!"

Zoya lifted her head and saw that it was the water guy.

"Water cans, Ma'am Sahab!!"

Zoya released her breath and said, "Keep it and go.'

The guy placed the bottles inside, while Zoya was getting frustrated at her continuous disappointments.

The guy left after his job, and Zoya slammed the door hard, and sat agitated at the living room, with her palm on her forehead.

Minutes flew by, and Zoya was in a sort of confusion.

"Maybe, he would have reconsidered his decision of meeting me." Zoya wondered, while the doorbell again rang.

Zoya gave an irritated stare at the door, and walked towards the stairs, when she heard the knocking sound too.

She heaved and walked towards the door, and opened it in a swift, while her slippers slipped at the water on the floor, which had leaked from the water can, and she ended up landing up in someone's arms whom her eyes were longing to see; Asad.

(Maahi in background)

Both of them just froze in that particular moment, as they were totally out of reality, in each other's arms, while Asad couldn't understand the riot of emotions in his heart on meeting his only love of life after a long duration, and the awkward meeting they were sharing too.

Zoya just clutched on to Asad's shirt tightly and still couldn't believe that she was in his arms, and she was feeling his touch, his manly arms, and rough fingers after such a long time, and just felt to live in that moment, and wished that the time had stopped there itself.

Asad slowly lifted Zoya from her falling posture, but with their eyes still frozen in the others'. Both of them could observe the tears of angst in each other's eyes and yet the repulsion which they wanted to maintain.

Zoya's hands were still in Asad's hands and she slowly retreated them off from him, shifting her eye sight down, and as she turned to move, Asad held her by her hand, and Zoya turned looking at it and looked back at Asad.

Zoya wondered the cause of his hold, while Asad just freed the thread from Zoya's dress which twirled on his wrist button.

Zoya just looked down and signaled him to sit at the living room, and she too sat on the other side.

They shared some minutes of awkward silence, while both of them were looking down and looking at the surroundings.

"I came all the way till here... but I don't know how to start and what to start with..." thought Asad.

"Ya Allah...what had happened to me some time back?? How could I not hide my emotions and weakness in front of him...and this awkwardness now...should I talk something??" thought Zoya.

Asad and Zoya cleared their throats together and exchanged awkward looks at each other.

"You...you would like something to drink??" asked Zoya with hesitation in her voice.

"No, I don-..." Asad looked at Zoya, and unable to deny on her face, said again, "Whatever...I don't mind."

Zoya got up and Asad was pressing his temples getting agitated.

"What is wrong with me??" murmured Asad, "I came to talk about the project and why am I sitting like this. Come on Asad, you came to speak to actress Zoya about Haunted Love and not to your wife Zoya about your estranged relationship."

Zoya came with a cup of black coffee, and gave it to Asad, while Asad couldn't help but notice how she still hadn't forgotten his liking for black coffee.

He took a sip and kept it on the coffee table at the front, and cleared his throat, and initiated the conversation.

"Listen...I actually..."

"Zoyaa!!!!"

Asad and Zoya both got up from their places, hearing the scream and they found Zoya's mother stand at the door with an angry look.

She came inside throwing the pick-up bag from her hand onto the floor.

"You don't have any senses of whom to let inside Zoya???" asked her mum with an angry look, while Asad just gave glares at her.

"Mom..." Zoya tried to explain, while her mum interrupted, "Just go up!! I will speak to him!!"

Zoya went to her mother, "What is this Mom?? You...'

"I said you to go inside!!!" her mother commanded and Zoya left in anger upstairs, giving a look at Asad, while Asad followed his sight till she climbed up the stairs. Her mother came to him with an angry look.

"Why have you come to meet my daughter after all these days??" She asked to Asad, while Zoya was listening everything from upstairs and Asad just gave a stare at her and walked towards the stairs.

"Hey you!!!" Zoya's mum followed him, "I don't want any irresponsible characterless drunkard to meet my daughter and you have..." Asad turned abruptly at her with a glaring look, "Excuse me Ma'am!! I have not come as your daughter's husband now, but as a director!! I want to meet actress Zoya, not my wife!!!"

Zoya was listening to that, and Zoya's mother went quiet hearing that.

Asad started climbing up the stairs, while he came back again, close to her mother, "Even if I have come to meet her as my wife, you are no one to stop me, as you know she is still legally my wife!! So better..."

Zoya's mother and Asad exchanged angry glares, while Asad barged up the stairs.

Asad and Zoya were at the terrace of her home, while Asad explained the reason of his arrival.

"See, I don't care what you still think about me or whatever..." Asad said to Zoya, "As you knew, this project was a dream for our team, and is still is. And we all feel...and I too feel only you can do the lead role. I know you have quit acting, but...it's up to you...as I didn't want to ruin the dreams of our entire team as well."

Zoya just listened to it quietly with folded hands, looking down, while Asad looked at her and came to her.

"I can assure you. There would not be any relationship between us, other than professional relationship." Zoya looked up at him hearing that, "And neither is this an attempt to reconcile in our marital life. Rest is your choice!!" Asad said and walked off, while Zoya called out to him.

Asad stopped, while Zoya came towards him and stopped.

"What about...Aditi Sawant??" Asad turned and looked at Zoya, as they both exchanged tensed looks.

"She was shooting for this right?? What about that??" asked Zoya.

"See...you know Aditi is a closed chapter. She is missing and I have no traces about her. I don't have the patience to wait for her too, as finishing this project is my ultimatum now, and this time I have finalized it to do it with you or call it off." Asad said, while Zoya was in thoughts.

"Does...Rashid...Rashid Sir know this decision of yours?" Zoya asked, while Asad just looked aside hearing it.

"I am taking decisions here and he is no one to comment on that. Look here Zoya...if you are not interested; tell it frankly, rather than searching for reasons to avoid!"

Saying so, Asad walked off while he stopped, "You can shrug off my movie too, just like how you shrugged me off!!"

Asad went down, while Zoya was completely in thoughts, as she saw Asad move off in a taxi.

Zoya walked off from the terrace in small steps, while her mind was battling to take a decision and a flash of events were disturbing her as well.

Asad reached home late night, and he saw Rashid sitting at the lounge of his apartment.

Asad just walked forward towards the elevator, while Rashid called out to him, and Asad stopped.

"What is this Asad?? Why are you this irresponsible??" shouted Rashid, "I have been trying your phone since morning..."

"Ssshhh!!!" Asad silenced him and looked around, "Why are you making a scene?? Come up!!"

"Who asked you to come here now??" Asad asked Rashid, while filling drinks in his glass.

"Is this the way you speak to your dad, Asad??" Rashid asked and came to him, "And, when will you quit this damn drinking habit of yours??"

"I asked you, why you came here. Just answer that and leave!! I am tired!!"

"Alright" Rashid released his tie slightly and asked, "Where did you go today??"

Asad chuckled as he gulped his drink and looked at Rashid, "Excuse me?? You are talking to me??"

"Then who is here to talk with??" asked Rashid.

"I mean...how you think that I will answer such stupid questions of yours??" asked Asad with a smirk.

"Asad, I got to know your new plans from your team, and I came to discuss over that only."

"Ohhh..." Asad came towards Rashid with his glass, "So, you have come here as my so-called father or as my Producer??"

"That doesn't matter!!" Rashid shouted, "How could you cast Zoya again in your movie?? Did you ask me??"

"Why should I ask you?? Who are you??" asked Asad with a glare, "Listen, if you came with a mindset that you can convince me and stop me from casting Zoya in Haunted Love', then it's better you leave right now. Because my decision is final!!"

Asad went back to the bar counter, while Rashid was clutching his fist in anger.

"When have you taken a right decision in your life?" asked Rashid in an infuriated tone, "Leaving your mom and me and staying separately, falling in love and secret marriage with that third-class illegitimate...!!"

"Rashid Ahmed Khan!!!" Asad screamed, throwing his glass down, while Rashid was taken aback hearing his scream.

Asad came near Rashid with fiery eyes, "Not a word more about Zoya from your mouth!! Listen to me one last time again!! I am redoing Haunted Love with Zoya, and you only will produce that movie, and I want you to!!"

"What if I don't??" asked Rashid with a stern look.

"You will...you better...!!!" Asad said back with a glare.

Rashid gave a stare at Asad, while Asad had his fixed glance on Rashid.

"Now, out of my home!! Right now!!"

Asad pointed towards the door, while Rashid walked out slowly passing looks at Asad, while Asad stood over there in an infuriated mode, and sat at the couch nearby and was thinking what would Zoya's decision be.

"Hello, Vishal??" Zoya was on phone, "Did you check the flights tomorrow?'

Just then Zoya's mum came to her room, hearing her phone conversation, and saw her taking out the passport from her drawer.

"Perfect. Just email me the ticket and please arrange a cab too for me...thanks!!"

Zoya cut the call, and took out her suitcase, while her mum came inside, keeping the coffee cup aside.

"Where are you going Zoya??"

"Mumbai!!" Zoya opened her wardrobe and took out her dresses.

"Okay?? So, you have agreed to act again...that too with Asad??"

Zoya just quietly kept the dresses in her bag, ignoring her mother.

"You are not coming into his words and requests, Zoya!! This is why I asked you to legally get divorced from him, or else he wouldn't have been coming here and demanding you all this!" said Zoya's mother with a strict face, "I don't want you to act again...that too with that irresponsible characterless drunkard..."

"Mom!!!" Zoya stopped her, as she looked down being frustrated and looked up at her mom.

"Asad has requested me to come back for his movie only, not in his life!!" Zoya said with a stern face, "Overall he has assured me that we will have only professional relationship, and this is a dream project for our team. I can't act immature here, and I will be doing this for the team...not for Asad!!"

Zoya's mum just listened to it as Zoya continued, "And this decision has been taken after a detailed thought only and I didn't even inform Asad about my approval yet. I have been quiet and adhered to situations in some important times of my life. But now I have understood that it's me who had to make the situations. I am going to Mumbai and am doing Haunted Love'!! I am sorry mom!!

Zoya's mother walked away angrily, while Zoya continued packing her stuff, while Asad's photo flew down at the floor from in between the clothes. She gazed at it for some time, and took it and placed it in her bag.

Next morning, at Mumbai,

Asad was at his office room and was burning all the photos and stills which he had taken during the old shoot of Haunted Love, and was looking at the burning photos intently, while he heard a shattering sound outside.

He rushed outside, and saw Zoya's photo frame down the stairs with the glass shattered on the floor.

A panicked Asad looked at that and wondered how the photo would have fallen down through the stairs all by itself, and had a startled look.

"How did the frame fall all by itself??" Asad asked to himself and looked up at the stairs.

He bent down looking at the broken glass frame, caressing it slowly, while he saw another growing reflection on the glass, standing back of him. Asad opened his eyes wide looking at it, as he clutched the frame tight.

As he saw the reflection coming closer to him, he immediately stood up and raised his hand, while he stopped suddenly.

"Zoya???" asked Asad and put his hand down.

"What happened??" Zoya asked, while Asad looked at the broken frame in his hand and at her.

Just then the doorbell rang, and Asad gave a look at Zoya and went to the door. As he was about to unlock the door, something struck his mind.

"How did Zoya come inside...when the door...when the do-or is locked??" Asad wondered with panic building up on his face.

He opened the door slowly and was startled to find Zoya at the door with her bag, and giving a light smile. Asad stepped back abruptly in horror, and looked slowly inside his home, while Zoya was standing at the door with a puzzled look.

At Asad's office room,

"Ayaan, I want you to Blue Hill Cottage tomorrow and get stills of the location. We will have to redesign some of the stuff. Go with Imraan too" said Asad.

"Yeah sure, Asad" said Ayaan, while Imraan was a bit tensed hearing that, and nodded his head slightly.

"Dude..." Imraan cleared his throat, "Why...Blue Hill Cottage?? Can't we shoot somewhere else??"

"Why??" Asad asked with a doubtful look, while Ayaan too gave a skeptic look at him, and Imraan just gave a tensed smile.

Asad was looking at the photographs clicked at Blue Hill Cottage in his laptop at night, while he stopped at some photos, as he saw a white blur on a particular room images alone.

"Ayaan, what is this yaar??" asked Asad showing the images, "How come you didn't notice this??"

"Asad, when I clicked I saw the preview. It was well and good, but when I transferred to the system it looks like this. It's not the camera fault either" explained Ayaan, "And all the images taken in this room have turned out to be defective!!"

Asad turned at him hearing that, "All images of this room??"

"Yes...the room where Aditi was staying during our last shoot...!!!" Ayaan said, and Asad was confused and wondering on that rare event.

"Asad, Rashid Sir said he won't agree to include Zoya in this project..." Ayaan said sitting next to Asad in the car, while Asad was clutching his bottle hard.

"Where is he now??" asked Asad.

"There is some party at his home...all his close friends are there only..." Ayaan said, while Asad took an abrupt U-turn and made a screeching halt at Rashid's residence. Asad looked inside from the car and took a gulp of his drink.

"Let me see how he doesn't accept!!" Asad said and got out of the car with his bottle, while Ayaan was wondering what Asad was upto.

So, hope you all liked this update. 😊 How was the Tujhe Bhula Diya and Maahi sequence of AsYa?? 😳 So...Zoya has landed back in Mumbai to be a part of Asad's movie...but purely as a professional move. But will their relationship stay in a professional limit, or will it lead to a reunion of their warring hearts?? ❤️ So, seems like Asad and Zoya still have feelings for each other, but with something stopping them from uniting...what could it be??

And hope you got to see an intense Asad during the Asad-Rashid clash...and even in the precap, we can see that Asad is upto something...why is he so adamant in Rashid only producing the movie with Zoya? And why is Imraan hesitating to shoot in Blue Hill Cottage? And what are these spooky elements which Asad is facing...as seen at the end of the update? Stay tuned to the FF to know all these answers, and looking forward to your comments!! 😊 And whoever needs PMs, please buddy the following account, for me to keep in track!! 😳

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