ZEENAT & ANWAR'S HOUSE
Karan rang the bell. Kiara opened the door.
Kiara: Where have you been these days yaar?
Karan: Yahin tha yaar! Bus thoda kaam zyaada tha! Issliye!
Kiara: Okaayy! Waise mom bahar gayi hai aur dad office. Sirf Najma gharpe hai!
Karan: Aree wahh!!
Kiara: Kya?
Karan: Kuch nai! Tu kahin bahar jaa rai thi na!
Kiara: Haa! Vo project ke liye!!
Karan: Jaa phir!! Acche se padhai kar! Tabhi kuch bann payegi!
Kiara: Well...okaay! I m late anyways! Dont make Najma uncomfy!
Karan: Mai usse tujse zyaada janta hoon! Okaay?
Kiara: Whatever!!
Kiara left! Karan peeked inside Najma's room. He could not see her. There was a mess of dresses in her room.
"So she was getting ready for me." Karan noted.
There she was sitting folding her legs. She seemed upset.
Karan entered the room as if it was the most usual thing in the world.
Karan: Arree ab tak tyaar kyun nai hui? New York nai dekhna?
Najma: Par..?
Karan went and started having a look on the mess Najma had made.
"Par kya huh? Sirf tumhare liye mai apna sab kaam chod ke aaya hoon aur tum issliye mana kar rai ho kyunki you dont know what to wear?" Karan said dramatically.
"Par tumhe toh yaad hi nai tha" replied a confused Najma.
"Aur tumhe bura laga?" Karan asked nearing Najma.
"Aur nai toh kya? Tum aise kaise muje promise deke bhool sakte ho?" Najma said nearing Karan with wet eyes.
"I'm so sorryy" Said Karan taking Najma in his arms.
"Dare you do that next time" said Najma possesively holding him tight.
The time had stopped. They had forgotten who they were, why were here?, every single thing! They were in their different world at that point of time.
Karan & Najma both had a smile of content on their faces.
Najma's cell beeped. She got concious of their situation an slowly stood up leaving each other.
An awkward silence was all over the room.
The message was of Asad who had advised her to reach home by time after her New York tour.
"Karan & Najma? And awkward? Yess!! For the first time." They thought.
"Chale? Warna aane mein der ho jayegi" Karan said to start a conversation.
"Haan! Bhaijaan ko mera der se aana aacha bhi nai lagega" Najma replied cheekily.
Karan: Mai gaadi laata hoon parking se. Tum jaldi aa jao!
Najma: Aati hoon!
Karan smiled to himself and did a little happy dance the way Najma could not notice.
"Waise tumhe blue suit karega" Karan said as he peeked inside once again before leaving.
Najma smiled and picked up her blue suit.
ZOYA'S CAR
Zoya: Kya maza aaya Mr. Khan! Aapne Mr. D'costa ka chehra dekha tha? SHIT!! Mazza aa gaya!!
Asad: Zoya aapko nai lagta zyaada ho gaya?
Zoya: Nahi toh! Muje toh bada aacha laga!
Asad: Par Zoya?
Zoya: Stop being so Tehzeeb Ahmed Khan!
Asad: Whatever! Hum jaa kahan rahe hai? Ye ghar ka rasta nai hai!
Zoya: Hum date pe jaa rahe hai Mr. Khan!
Asad: Date?
Zoya: Date ke naam se toh itna sharama rahe hai jaise aaj aapki suhagraat ho!
Zoya bit her tongue.
"Kuch toh sochke bola kar Zoya! Aa gai na ek embarrasing situation?" Thought Zoya.
Akwardness was in the air.
"Zoya?" Asad called softly.
"Ji?" Zoya replied a little shyly.
"I hope you are not planning to make me hear your OH SO BEST shyaris on our suhagraat atleast" said Asad being naughty with Zoya.
"Uughhh.. Why?" Asked Zoya.
"SHIT SHIT SHIT!! Did i have to ask that now" Zoya thought.
Zoya had definately imagined her whole life with her very own Mr. Khan. She had already planned the names of their two children. But...she never imagined her and Asad getting so close or you can say getting intimate.
Zoya's face was already crimison red. Asad was enjoying after all it was always the other way around.
"Do i need to tell you why?" Asad said almost controlling to laugh.
"Haa haa! Muje kaise pata hoga!" Zoya said in her typical Zoya style and regretting her fast answering skills instantly.
"You'll get to know that on our first night itself" said Asad almost dreaming.
Zoya received a text message.
"WE DID IT" Zoya said out of nowhere.
"NO WE DID'NT" Asad replied instantly.
Zoya was crimison red again understanding the meaning of his words.
"Mera matlab tha ki the clients are really happy with our today's work." Zoya said softly.
"Oh! I thought..." Asad replied slyly.
"BADI GANDI SOCH HO GAI HAI AAPKI" Said Zoya as the got off near the restaurant and ran of to the washroom.
Asad went inside the italian restuarant and booked the table for them and waited for his 'Date'.
"Yeh Mr. Khan ko kya ho gaya? Yeh 'Bold Ahmed Khan' kabse bann gaye?" Said Zoya staring at herself in the washroom.
"Parr... Maine apni puri life Mr. Khan ke imagine karli bass...vo..." Zoya said getting shy.
"STOP ACTING STUPID ZOYA" Zoya roared at herself and sped off to their table.
"So finally you arrive" said Asad
"Yaa" Replied Zoya.
Asad: Waise konsa pizza logi?
Zoya: Yaaa!! Foood!! I loveee foodd!! Wait i ll order.
Asad: Sure!!
Zoya: Waiter!!
Waiter: Yess!
Zoya: I would like your 1 special cheese burst pizza and 2 portions of pasta with red sause. Umm... And two cold coffees. Thats it!
Waiter: Okaay Mam!!
Asad: Woow!! Thats it?
Zoya: Yaa thats it!
Asad: Soo...
Zoya: Soo..?
Asad: Its your hometown! Its our date. You need to do something special for me?
Zoya: Hey hey hey!! Vo aapko karna chahiye!
Asad: Kya?
Zoya: Special? Ladki nai karti!
Asad: Aap hi toh kehti hai Zoya farooki sab kar sakti hai!
Zoya: Haa paar...
Asad: Thik hai toh iss baar mai karta hoon!
"Kya?" Zoya said nervously
"Will you have a dance with me?" Asad asked.
"Yes" Zoya replied her eyes meeting Asad's.
They went towards the dance floor. They dance together.
Asad kept his hand on Zoya's waist. Zoya closed her eyes on his touch. Asad watched her pure innocence.
"It was'nt the first time Mr. Khan is touching my waist but why does it feel different? I guess because i know he is now mine! Only mine! And i am his! All his! We are going to get engaged soon. Seems like a dream" Zoya thought.
"I love you" Zoya muttered hugging Asad.
"I love you too" Asad replied taking Zoya in his arms.
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