An orphan, Zoya, who lost her parents at a very young age, has always craved for love. When God snatched the people who used to love her, she chooses a man by herself to love and she thinks that her life is perfect.
Aditya, a rebel, came to India f...
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"God! I can't believe that we haven't eaten anything after yesterday's dinner. You are supposed to order lunch till I have shower", Zoya told Aditya as they both were laying under the duvet.
"Okay. But be quick because I also want to take a shower", Aditya said.
She nodded and walked to the bathroom with a robe tied around her. He smiled at her retreating figure and rubbed the back of his neck with a shy smile on his face. He could never get enough of her.
"Haaye!" Aditya kept his hand on his chest as he thought their romantic sessions.
They both had lunch at around 2 in the afternoon and decided to watch a movie. Aditya wanted to watch a romantic movie but Zoya being Zoya forced him to watch Kal Ho Na Ho.
'Huh! I had thought that we would watch a romantic movie. But here she is going to cry buckets', Aditya thought.
His heart cleared its throat and said, 'It is you who cries in every movie, not her.'
Aditya's mind rolled its eyes at his heart in response. His series of thoughts were broken when Zoya rested her head on his chest and he smiled. But his smile faded when he saw her looking at the screen with a dreamy look on her face. He looked at the screen and saw SRK grooving to the song "Pretty Woman." She was almost drooling over him.
'Huh! Even this pretty smile is not because of me. But SRK is handsome. Can't help it', thinking this, he too engrossed himself in watching the movie.
In the evening, they both decided to cook something together. But Zoya wasn't able to concentrate when Aditya would deliberately blow air on her nape or would tickle her waist.
"It's done. I am not cooking with you ever. Do you realise that this is the second time in the day when we went to the kitchen to cook and found ourselves in this condition?" Zoya asked him angrily.
Aditya had continued teasing her in the kitchen and as a result, they both found themselves naked under the duvet on the bed.
"It's okay. It doesn't matter to me. If we don't cook then we will get more time with each other", saying this, Aditya nuzzled his face in her hair.
However Zoya wanted to stay mad at him, she wasn't able to do when he would act like a loverboy. She simply turned around and placed her lips on his gently. It was just a peck.
"Zoya, you know I was worried whether you would accept my love or not because of that Langoor", Aditya spoke, breaking the tranquil silence.
Zoya, who was sitting with Aditya's arms wrapped around her, looked at him and smiled softly. She took his hands in hers and started playing with his fingers.
"I have realised something, Aditya. Whenever I am with you, I feel butterflies in my stomach. I feel like shouting to the world that I am in love. I feel like staying with you forever. I feel like being with you in any situation, good or bad. I never felt anything like this for Yash. I thought that I loved him because he said that he was in love with me. Maybe it was just friendship or I was just obliged to him for looking after an orphan like me. What I feel for you is entirely different", Zoya said.
