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Koi fariyaad
Chapter 4
(** Continuation of flashback **)
Aaliya made her way through the bustling crowd of the party. Her floor length blue dress was strapless and hugged her figure in a marvellous way. She could sense heads turning towards her but surprisingly she didnt feel nervous. Maybe it was asad's revealation that hit and numbed her for good.
Two bars were set in two ends of the huge party hall.. to manage the liquor thirsty stampede of youth.
Aaliya pushed passed the swaying sweaty bodies of drunk party animals and amde her way to one of the bars. The bartender's both hands were busy wooing the people surrounding the counter with his technics and skills with the bottles and quenching their demands by handing them shots after shots of colorful liquids. Half of the people were already wasted around, there were so many pairs making out at various dark corners.
When finally the bartender got the opportunity to look at her, well he looked at her up and down smiling brilliantly.
Aaliya: " Two tequilla... raw.. "
This was the first time aaliya wwould be consuming alcohoal, she had seen asad and his friends getting wasted with those. She had heard their conversation of how these things could make you forget of everything. She wanted to forget tonight, she wanted to try make all this pain let go.. because heart knew .. how long she had been holding her broken pieces together and she couldnt anymore.
Two pegs were slammed before her by the smiling bartender.
" Here you go.. ", he sang rhythmically with the beat that the dj was playing right then and strolled to the other side to attend the desperate others.
Aaliya first sipped it carefully, it felt stinky making her to almost puke but the next moment she threw it down her throat in one go and tightly closed her eyes. The liquid burned through her throat and stomach... proudly announcing its arrival to her system.
It was wrong.. so wrong.. what she heard, because it didnt feel like she was forgetting. She felt her emotions coming very close to surface now.
What if.. what asad said were true, what if she was truly the reason why their mother was dead. It was indeed true that if she weren't born... their mother would have not died through childbirth. She had watched her dad suffering each and every moment in the absence of his life partner.
Without pondering over what would be benifits of getting drunk anymore, aaliya downed the second one too.. in one go. Now the burning in her throat and stomach became pleasureful. It was making her thoughts going blur. Maybe if she swallowed some more of this magical water, she would be able to find the desired outcome.
Aaliya: " Four vodka's... "
Her voice came out croaked, when she turned to see the bartender raising a brow towards her.. she felt the whole party hall spnning a little...
She downed the first one and squezzed the lemon upon her tongue, that helped to keep it encaged in her stomach and control the spinning a little.
It was her fault, mom had died because of her. Asad had been hurting because of her. Her own elder brother who was supposed to love her.. protect her.. he hated her. What had she done to deserve this !!
She downed the second one and was going to the third... when a big hand upon her shoulder made her to snap up her head towards the intruder. The hurried movement of her head made the spinning sensation to again return... now added with a churning to puke in her stomach.
" I can't believe, the aaliya... the goody two shoes is getting drunk over here !! "
She squinted her eyes to see who it was, he seemed familiar. Yes.. he was one of those mr.populars, one of the bullies. And the way he was checking her out made bile rise up in her throat.
" And you look damn hot hun... "
Aaliya brushed away his hand from her shoulder and stood up to leave, to go away from this disgusting piece of shit. But he held her wrist immediately making her stop in her way. The next second she felt his alcohoalic breath fanning her shoulder as he whispered in her ear.
" You know.. my girlfriend couldnt make it to the party tonight. So why don't we have some fun ?? "
He offered or rather announced. Aaliya tried freeing her wrist from his grip.
Aaliya: " Go find someone else... jerk... "
Was it the alcohoal talking or the out of edge pain... aaliya wondered. Aaliya's eyes fell across his shoulder to the other corner of the hall. Her heart thudded panfully in her chest at the sight. There.. in a red love seat, zain was sitting with gauher leaning into his arms. With a smug look gauher said something in zain's ear caressing his hair with her perfectly manicured fingers, zain threw back his head and laughed.
Aaliya's heart stopped beating for a long second after which it suddenly started its rhythmic pace only to make sure she heard clearly its music of breaking. Zain leaned down his head when gauher lifted her chin up, eagerly meeting his awaiting lips. Aaliya couldnt even master up to push back the tears that made their appearance through her eyes. She couldnt even look away as the two of them kissed.
She didn't realise when she was dragged into the dance floor, she just stumbled across the crowd like a lifeless statue. It was when she felt herself smack against someone's body and hands surrounding around her waist, she felt a jolt of panic run up her spine. Aaliya lifted her eys up to see two disgusting lust filled eyes looking back at her and she never ever felt so scared before.
Scared and agitated aaliya pushed at his chest trying to get away from him but he was stronger. She sqirmed sobbing, not just this helpless situation but all the hurt she had been bearing in her broken heart twisted her guts with animosity.
Aaliya: " Let go... you bast***... "
A dark chuckle, that was what she got as reply before the grip around her waist tightened and a set of rough lips touched her neck.
Another loud sob escaped her lips as it got lost in the crazy loud music across the hall. Coming to the party was a bad idea.
Suddenly aaliya felt all his forceful touches all over her body leave as the pathetic excuse of that man was pulled away off her with a yank.
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Sitting in the love sit, gauhar surrounding her toothpick like arms around him like a snake... zain smiled broadly though he couldn't wait to detangle himself from her. He was already quite wasted and the alcohoalic affect was starting to show inside his brain, all thanks to the call of bottoms up from one of his friends.. right after he set foot in the party. But still he felt a little thirsty, maybe a beer wouldnt do any bad. Come on... it was his motto to not leave a party till he was completly drunk. Thinking this his eyes wandered to the bar across the hall, he saw a very attractive figure leaning against the counter drinking away like she just had suffered from a nasty break up.
Her floor length dress was kissing the tiled floor sensually, her curvy figure... dark brown hair... zain felt it difficult to tear his eyes off of her. Gauhar was blabbering some nonsense in her nagging voice but all his senses were calling for the girl at the bar. Who the hell was she ??
Then he watched one of his friends approach her or... was he trying to molest her !! And then when the girl turned around, he saw her face and his breath got stuck in his throat. Damn it.. it's aaliya. But how ?? She looked hot.. different... damn !!
Zain decided.. it was the vodka talking. In order to clear his head he forced himself to look away from her and at the plastic model sitting beside her. Gauher kept talking about all the rubbish things.. mostly self-praising indirectly. Zain wondered.. why he was dating this girl ?? then he remembered.. yes.. because she was really good in the bedroom. But it was getting boring now, so he start thinlking about the most suitable and safe way to end things with her. He would have to throw a nice diamond necklace at her and she would be happy, no crying.. no complaining... no fussing over promises and expectations. Yep... a necklace would have to do. Afterall which girl doest like ornaments ??
A voice in the back of his head said... aaliya.
In the last few months after that trip to jharganj, zain had been starting to notice that aaliya was indeed not a gold-digger, yes she was a nerd but their was something so unique about her... something so unusual. Scarcely that unusual seemed to make him curious and since then zain had been successfully avoiding and ignoring aaliya. Yes... ofcourse the bulling sessions in the college continued like always. But apparently, their college days had come to an end too. What now ??
Zain couldnt think anymore as gauhar leaned down and whispered somthing in his ear. Gauhar sometimes seemed so funny, zain couldnt help but throw back his head and laughed out aloud.
He was curious about aaliya but that didnt mean that he was ready to explore her in some other way. Aaliya was commitment type, moreover she was the college nerd. His friends wouldnt approve her, even worse.. they would laugh at him. Zain couldnt let that happen. Right now here was gauhar infront of him, a hot and willing girl. And like a perfect player.. he would take the advantage.
He leaned down towards gauhar and she met his lips eagerly. As his tongue collided with hers, he heard a moan escape from her throat. It was so inaudible in the heavy music, but they were so close.. pasted against each other. Panting zain ripped away his mouth from hers, it didnt feel right. For some reson kissing gauhar seemed not right.
His eyes then fell upon the dance floor and what he saw made his blood to boil in rage... an earthly amount of rage. His rubbish excuse of a friend was all over aaliya and he was touching her like...
Not being able to just sit back there and watch this disgusting scene anymore, zain jumped up off the sofa. Withing minutes he was standing behind him, groaning he ripped the moron off from aaliya and threw him across the floor. A few girls shriekd around scared and shocked, the music had stopped immediately.
After fifteen minutes he found himself punching maniacly on the bast***s face and kicking at his stomach. People gathered around them, some of zain's friends were trying desperately to move him away but it was next to impossible.
" Z.. zain.. "
Aaliya's trembling voice made him snap out of it, zain looked at aaliya standing a few feets away hoding the pillar beside her. Her eyes still glistening. Zain looked back at the unconscious body lying limp sprawled across the floor.
Zain in his own tipsy way walked towards aaliya, he held her shoulders gently.
Zain: " Aaliya... you allright ?? "
For a long minute aaliya just stared at him with wide eyes, did he had any idea that he had stood up for her.. for the first time. was she dreaming ??
Not getting any reply zain shook holding her shoulder again. Aaliya didnt want to break the spell of this moment. So she just nodded her head, pushing away from zain aaliya wobbled her way towards the bar again. All these now seemed so surreal, so unreal. She had dreamt of this for so long, she had always hoped for zain to show a little concern towards her.. to care for her. And tonight it was all suddenly happening.
Aaliya didnt know what to feel anymore, it was so overwhelming that she felt that she would go insane any second.
Now what was the reason she came to the party anyway ?? She couldnt recall... it must be something big. The music boomed again, the little changed atmosphere was coming back to its previous jolly way. And aaliya smiled at the barman.. ordering one of those magical drinks again. It was working now, she was beginning to forget even herself. And it felt strangely good.
With a beer in hand aaliya staggered to a bench in the loneliest corner, she felt herself being a wallflower in the party. She had gulped down half of the beer... when she felt someone sitting beside her. Turning her head sideways she looked at the intruding person, again her head spinned at the movement.
Zain: " Getting drunk.. are we ?? "
Zain said while trying to tame back his wild spiked hair due to the little fight. The bouncers were managed perfectly, zain's surname was that much effective everywhere.
Aaliya didnt answer, staring at the beer bottle she went back to her thoughts of how weird this evening was getting. Zain was talking normally to her and that was the most absurd thing of all. Probably because he was drunk...
Looking at the stage across the room... aaliya saw gauhar full on in party mood in the arms of some bulky man. There she would now become the center of attention here by her seductive dannce, aaliya rolled her eyes. Typical gauhar... the whole party was now at her mercy and looked like that bulky man was going to get lucky tonight. But then... what about zain ?? Last she heard.. zain and gauhar were dating.
Aaliya: " Your girlfriend is flirting over there, you should go.. save that man.. "
It sounded hilarious to her own ears but she also feared a snap from zain. Never mind... that fear was soon evaporated the moment she heard him chuckle.
Zain: " That's ok... I am going to break it up with her tomorrow anyway. It's good that now I will be getting a good reason. "
Again aaliya stayed silent, why the hell was he explaining to her ?? It was zain again who broke the silence...
Zain: " What is it ?? "
Aaliya: " Huh ... "
Zain paused for a moment and scrutinised aaliya's face making her nervous under his gaze. The next moment he snatched the beer from her hand and gulped a big mouthful of that drink.
Zain: " You like this in a party, drinking away like you are grieving over something... its so unlike you. Anything bad happened ?? "
Now why would aaliya share her pain with the zain who had never let go any chance of hurting her. But she felt herself blabbering like an absolute idiot, again getting drunk makes people do all the crazy things.
Aaliya: " Apparantly my one only brother had been blaming me for mom's death since from forever. Just a few hours back... I got to know... "
Her voice broke and croaked as she continued... " that.. that how much he hates me and the reason. Do you think that too ?? "
Aaliya turned to look at zain who was staring at her with compassion ?? Was it an act ?? But she didn't stop letting it all out anyways. She needed to lessen the hurt stabbing her insides.. holding whomever it was around. By then her eyes were moist and prickling.
Aaliya: " Did I really killed her ?? I promise... I didn't. I want mom too.. I want her to be in my life too.. I.. "
All of sudden making her gasp, she found herself in zain's embrace.
Zain: " No you didn't ?? Don't listen to him, don't beat yourself over it. "
Ishq Barse Boondan Boondan
Chade Hain Champayi Champayi Rang
Rangi Payal Ranga Aanchal, Rangi Main Poori Tere Rang
Doli Mann Ta Na Na Na Na
Dhinak Dhin Tan Ta Na Na Na Na
Ke Abb To Aaja Yaara Aaja Aaja Laagey Nahin Mann
His whispers into her neck sent a thousand of sparks ignite all over her body. Sharing her pain with the person she loved, getting comfort in his words and embrace... this all felt like a dream come true to her, this felt so euphoric.
Ishq Barse Boondan Boondan
Chade Hain Champayi Champayi Rang
Rangi Payal Ranga Aanchal, Rangi Main Poori Tere Rang
Doli Mann Ta Na Na Na Na
Dhinak Dhin Tan Ta Na Na Na Na
Ke Abb To Aaja Yaara Aaja Aaja Laagey Nahin Mann
Withing moments she hugged him back, she needed this hug.. she needed him. Zain's breaths upon her shouder.. his heartbeat pounding against her chest felt so errotic.
A gush misty wind flowed from some open window nearby, it made them shiver.. or was it the overwhelming sensations erupting in every inch of their skin.
Hawayein Gaati Hai Sargam, Ghataye Bole Jo Mann Tan
Boondh Bhi Paanch Najeray Dheere Dheere Chamak Chamak Cham Cham
Dole Mann Ta Na Na Na
Dhinak Dhin Ta Na Na Na
Ke Ab To Aaja Yaara Aaja Aaja Laagey Laage Na Yehn Mann
Zain pulled a little backwards still having his tight grip around her. He gazed intently into her dazed eyes. The atmosphere had changed suddenly, both of them could feel that. The topic was changed all of a sudden.
Zain: " You look so beautiful.. so gorgeous. "
Aaliya almost swooned at his compliments. This was definitely a dream, a very beautiful one indeed. Her eyes darted towards his lips.. those luscious ones. And her lips parted automatically as if a reaction to her own desires. Zain never felt so out of control like this before.. not with any girl.. never. It was pure magic... so unreal. He leaned towards her slowly and both of their eyes closed in anticipation. The next thing they knew were their lips brushing and pressing against each others, tongues colliding.. none was ready to give up in the war of dominance. His hands around her waist brought her closer, if it was anymore possible. Her hands clutched at his hair behind his head.
They were panting to catch their breaths when they pulled apart as their lungs seemed to burst. But that was just for a few short seconds and they found the wramth of another hot.. sheering kiss again. This time it was hungrier.. explosive and took them beyond the clouds of the erupting passion.
Saans Chalti Resham Resham
Aans Badhti Madham Madham
Nashe Mein Ghoom Rahi Hoon Jhoom Rahi Hoon,
Main Bijli Ke Sang
Dole Mann Ta Na Na Na Na
Dhinak Dhin Ta Na Na Na Na
Ke Ab To Aaja Yaara Aaja Aaja Laage Na Yeh Mann
One thing led to another, aaliya didnt even realise when they had gone to a empty bedroom upstairs. She just moaned upon the sensations of his lips and hands all over her. Both of them were unaware of when their clothes were off them and scattered around the floor.
Ishq Barse Boondan Boondan
Chade Hain Champayi Champayi Rang
Rangi Payal Ranga Aanchal, Rangi Main Poori Tere Rang
Doli Mann Ta Na Na Na Na
Dhinak Dhin Ta Na Na Na Na
Ke Ab To Aaja Yaara Aaja Aaja Laage Na Yeh Mann
Zain groaned, he never felt like this with anyone. No girl ever made him this vulnerebel ever, what he had for aaliya was much more than curiosity. It rang like continuous buzzing of a alarm clock in his head, he loved her. How and when.. the questions were useless. He was too busy exploring her and shocked over his own emotions.
With a thump they fell upon the bed and they kept pouring all the passion they were feeling through their actions.
Ishq Barse Boondan Boondan
Chade Hain Champayi Champayi Rang
Rangi Payal Ranga Aanchal, Rangi Main Poori Tere Rang
Doli Mann Ta Na Na Na Na
Dhinak Dhin Ta Na Na Na Na
Ke Ab To Aaja Yaara Aaja Aaja Laagey Nahin Mann
Ishq Barse Boondan Boondan
Chade Hain Champayi Champayi Rang
Rangi Payal Ranga Aanchal, Rangi Main Poori Tere Rang
Doli Mann Ta Na Na Na Na
Dhinak Dhin Ta Na Na Na Na
Getting high in the clouds of not just feeling but making love, aaliya hugged him like her life depended on it. Zain tucked his head in the crook of her neck, pleasures were what followed...
" I love you so much aaliya... "
That was the last thing aaliya heard before they both drifted off into a dreamless sleep... exhausted... loved and satiated.
The night of passion slowly gave into the clearing light of morning sun. Drunken music were eradicated by the beautiful songs of birds and the muse of nature. And a dawn never was so awaited, drifting away in passion was easy but... what about the consequences ??
Realising love is not enough sometimes... when all hearts are at stake.. on the edge of destruction.
Dont forget to like and comment, I am eagerly waiting over here. And one question to you all. The next flashbacks... from whom do you want it from... zain's pov or aaliya's... or asad's 😕 ?? Let me know... I will be happy to write what the maximum of you want.
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