Chapter 1

Zoya's POV:

 

" and I saw Dhoni hit a six and I was like wowww! Asad, it was brilliant! How can there be someone hotter than that?! He's like my dream guy! Amazing... aren't you jealous yet?"

"Hmm.. yeah. Anyway, I got to go now. I'll catch you later, jaan. Bye."

I hung up the phone and felt that surge of disappointment. The past three weeks had been hell with him. Full of mixed signals 

It had taken us so long to start dating. And I didn't think I could deal with him breaking up with me. He was everything.

It was like we were more than friends, but less than lovers. He was oh so tough, but I wanted to be his first weakness. And here we went again with all the mixed signals and second thoughts. Damn his existence.

I did the one thing that brought comfort to me; calling my Aapi.

"Hey Zoya! What happened? Anything important?" was her prompt reply.

"Nothing.. umm.. Aapi, I'm going to discuss something with you that may sound very weird, but it needs to be done."

"You're kind of scaring me, Zoya..  What is it?"

I took a deep breath and took the plunge.

"I think Asad wants to break up with me!!"

"  pardon?" was her confused reply.

I repeated myself more slowly this time.

"I think he wants to break up with me."

And the words made me want to puke. How could someone, just one person change your life so drastically?

"Zoya, have you utterly lost your mind? The guy's head over heels for you. And you think he's going to break up with you? What on earth is making you think that?"

"You have no idea, Aapi. These past weeks we've barely spoken. All he does is ignore me  I think he's moved on."

"Zoya, this is absurd! This is Asad, for God's sake!"

"No Aapi  I'm sure."

And think of the devil, my phone beeped from a text from him.

"Meet me at the beach today at seven. We need to talk."

My heart sank and all my feelings went plummeting to the ground. Of course, how long would a guy like him want a girl like me for?

Was this happening?

 

Asad's POV :

For about six months, I was friends with her. Six weeks, I realized I had feelings for her. One year I dated her. Three months it took me to figure she was the one. Two weeks it took me to realize I couldn't live without her.

One day it took me to realize, I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. Marry me?

I smoothed my shirt in the mirror and sighed deeply.

Zoya must have figured out by now that I was acting weird. The number of ways I had thought of proposing were innumerable. But this was even more ridiculous.

I looked at Aapi's text. Yes, Zoya was definitely onto me. She knew I was acting different.

I went through my plan again. I would take her to the beach, give her a nice romantic dinner and then pop the question?

Yes. That would do.

Damn, I was nervous and scared shitless. What if she said no?

 

I let out the breath I was holding and decided that I'd still do it.

I loved this girl, more than anything. When she'd told me that one day I'd fall for her just like she'd fell for me, I fell  of course, I tripped on my shoelaces!

But, she was just one of those people who made life seem beautiful. And her being my wife, would make the luckiest guy on the planet.

My Zoya.

Be my wife?

 

Zoya's POV:

 

I was all ready for the date and I headed to the beach. Once I started walking there, I began to replay all our moments together. Today was going to be the last day of us. He was going to tell me he doesn't love me anymore 

I felt like breaking down but I decided that I would not cry in front of him. He doesn't deserve my tears.

As I continued walking, I saw the beautiful candle-lit table on the shore  and I was blown away. All this for a break-up date?

It was beautiful and elaborately lit. Something only Asad could carry off.. And then I saw him, sitting there, giving me that carefree smirk.

Why me, God? Please don't 

 

Asad's POV:

 

Words can't describe how beautiful she looked. Wow, a stunner I would say! My future wife that too! :) I smiled at her and she sat at the table. I noticed she looked paler than usual. We spoke the usual chit chat and then I cleared my voice.

Before I could start she began, "I knew it! You're going to break up with me!" and in all her filmy glory she cried "why?! When did I ever betray you? I love you, baby.. Please don't do this. And then the real tears started..

And god, did I feel like shit or what?

 

Zoya's POV:

 

Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.

 

Okay.. a tear or two wont hurt !

 

Asad's POV:

What the hell. She thought I was going to break up? Was she crazy? I would never do that to her.. ever! Oh, good lord, this was ridiculous. I looked at her teary form and then picked her up and cradled her in my arms.

"Shh.. I said and whispered comforting things in her ear. "I'm not going to break up with you, Jaan. I love you, so much it's unbelievable. Don't' ever think that, Zoya! What I'm going to do is way more important."

I laid her down and cleared my throat a little.

"Zoya "

 

Zoya's POV:

He's not? Then what is all this for? What was going on?

He started, "Zoya "

He stretched his hands out widely, knocking the wine bottle down from the table. It landed on his foot with a loud bang, and he yelped in pain.

And me? I was somewhere between trying not to laugh and pretending to be happy!

He reached into his pocket in an instant and tried to move forward, instead he stepped on my dress and while he tried to hold onto the dining table for support, he tripped and fell on the sand.

And damn, things would've been fine, but he unfortunately, pulled me along with him.

 

Asad's POV:

 

Current position : on the sands of the beach, with wine all over my shoes and my wife literally on my face. Shit, fianc ! Shit no, GIRLFRIEND!

POP THAT GODDAMN QUESTION NOW!

She crawled to sit in a position on my lap and she was clutching her sides and laughing  she asked me in her cute little way "What is all this for now? Such an Akdu! Asad.."

I shut my eyes tightly once, opened them and went through with it. It was now or never.

"Zoya Khan?"

She stopped talking. And then there was silence. All I could hear were the waves 

 

Zoya's POV:

 

HE'D KNOWN ME FOR SO LONG AND HE DIDN'T KNOW MY SURNAME?

 

PEABRAIN.

 

 

 

Asad's POV:

 

 

I waited for her reply.

And I waited..

"It's  Zoya Farooqi. Actually... Asad. You're that disoriented today aren't you? Mixing all things up!"

She tried to get up and I pulled her to me in an instant!

"Zoya..Khan. Please can you... please can you be my Zoya Khan? Be my wife?"

 

Zoya's POV:

 

Oh. My. God.

He just proposed.

And what did I do?

 

Asad's POV:

She tried to get up from her position, instead she stepped on her dress and hit my ankle.

Ouch.

While I groaned in pain, she just stared at me in awe.

"What the hell, Zoya? That hurt like hell!" I whined. "Shit man, why are you ."

And she cut me off with a mind-blowingly passionate kiss. When we both broke apart, panting for air, she said,

"I don't wanna be Zoya Khan."

I felt like the world around me had died. She had just said no. I could feel like tears welling up in my eyes.

"Zoya Farooqi-Khan, maybe though? Hell yes!" I love my maiden name  I mean "

And it was my turn to cut her off with a series of kisses.

This time, the both of us were smiling like crazy maniacs when it was over :)

"So you'll marry me?" I asked, my heart swelling with joy.

"Yes, Asad! I love you.."

"I love you too, Zoya."

 

 

We were getting married. And that was fan-tastic.

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