The evening had fallen, Amyra sat at her desk, engrossed in her work, oblivious to the world around her. Zayn stood patiently, watching her, waiting for her to finish. As the minutes ticked by, Amyra finally completed her task and began gathering her belongings.
Just as she stood up, Zayn appeared behind her, his sudden presence making her jump. Amyra's heart skipped a beat as she spun around, her eyes locking onto Zayn's. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air thick with tension.
"Aah!" Amyra exclaimed, her hand flying to her chest. "Aapne mujhe dara diya".
Zayn chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Sorry, Mera Irada Aapko Darane Ka Nhi Tha".
Amyra's cheeks flushed as she smiled, her pulse still racing. "It's okay, I was lost in my own world."
Amyra began gathering her belongings, her hands moving swiftly as she packed up her things. Once she was done, she turned to Zayn and asked,"WAISE AAP KISKA WAIT KAR RAHE HAIN?"
zayn said,"MAJ TO MIZAAN KA WAIT KAR RAHA THA, WOH JABSE MERA ACCIDENT HUA HAI TABSE MIZAAN THODA DAR GAYA HAI, TO WOH NHI CHAHTA KI MAI KAHIN AKELE JAUN".
A faint smile crossed Amyra's face, and Zayn's curiosity was piqued,"KYA HUA AAP HAS KYUN RAHI HAIN?".
Amyra said,"KUCH NHI, BAS AAPKE LIYE UNKA PYAAR DEKH KAR BAHOT ACCHA LAGA".
Zayn said with smile,"HAA WOH TO HAI, MIZAAN BAHOT PYAAR KARTA HAI MUJHSE".
Amyra said,"AGAR MAINE UNKI JAGAH PAR HOTI TO MAI BHI YAHI KARTI".
Zayn: (smiling) "Hoti ka matlab?"
Amyra: (looking into his eyes) "Matlab agar main bhi Mizaan ki jagah hoti to main bhi aapko akele nahi jaane deti."
As Zayn moves closer to Amyra, he said,"Mizaan ki apni jagah hai, or aapki apni jagah hai".
As Zayn said this and drew near, Amyra's eyes locked onto his. Her breathing synchronized with his, their hearts beating as one.
Just as Zayn's words hung in the air, Amyra's phone suddenly rang, shattering the intimate moment. They both snapped back to reality.
Amyra took a deep breath, composing herself, and answered the call. Shweta's name flashed on the screen.
"Haan, Mai Bas aa rahi hun," Amyra said, her voice slightly distracted.
Zayn's gaze lingered on Amyra's face, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern. Amyra's eyes darted back to his, and for a fleeting moment, they reconnected.
As she spoke to Shweta, Amyra's voice regained its composure, but her eyes betrayed a lingering sense of longing.
Zayn's presence still filled the space around her, making it hard to focus on the conversation.
Amyra's words trailed off, and she hastily ended the call, her mind already back with Zayn.
She told zayn,"Shweta MUJHE Pick Karne Aa Gayi Hai, Mujhe Chalna Chahiye"
Zayn said,"Haa Chalo, Mizaan bhi aata hi hoga".
As Amyra and Zayn stepped out of the office, Shweta waited, her curiosity piqued by their joint exit.
A sly smile spread across her face, eager to seize the opportunity to interact with Zayn.
Amyra approached her and said, "Let's go."
But Shweta stopped Amyra, saying, "Wait, Dee! I need to talk to Zayn sir."
Amyra,"Tumhe kya baat karni??"
Shweta,"Dee, Mai Bhi to Uss insaan se milna chahti hun, jiski baatein mai itne din se sun rhi hun, Agli baar maine thik se baat hi nhi ki, Zayn sir se".
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𝙁𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 : 𝒵𝒶𝓎𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒜𝓂𝓎𝓇𝒶'𝓈 𝒥𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓎
FanfictionThis is the story of Amyra who is from a middle class family. But she is unaware, that there is someone who loves her very much, he is Zayn Khan who is still in New York, they both are destined to meet but it is not so easy. Zayn who wants to get...
