Ayesha's POV,
"Um....who might you be?" I asked confused but politely not trying to be rude."I'm Sahil Sharma, the chief editor of Mirchi News." He said smiling.
My eyes widened. He's from the media?!
"Uh... I am kind of busy right now and so I'd really appreciate it if you could come back some other time." I faked a smile and tried to close the door but he stopped it with his hand. I gulped as he bent down at my face level.
"Miss Ayesha.... I'm not alone. At a snap of my finger all my reporters can gather her at this very spot to get exclusive pictures and interview of The Malik brother's girlfriend. Do you really want that....or rather, you'd like to negotiate with me?" He smirked s
Ayesha's POV,I came out of the music room making my way to the washroom when I bumped into someone as I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings and was busy wiping my tears. I looked up and new tears of joy blinded my vision as my Armaan was right in front of me."Hey..." He gave slight smile."Armaan..." I don't know why but I hesitated to hug him even though I was dying to see him just a few minutes ago. He was just inches away from me....but somehow, he felt soo far away."Are you....uh...ok?" He asked rubbing his nape.I nodded.There was an awkward silence for a minute until Amaal came from behind me and kept a hand on my back. We both looked at him.
Armaan's POV,"Ayesha .... Ayesha wake up!!!" I shook her face holding it between my hands. She was unconscious....and soo cold. Her face and lips had gone pale too. I quickly dashed out of the car and opening her side of the door picked her in my arms pulling her out. I ran towards the building yelling for security. The guard rushed towards us with an umbrella startled to see Ayesha in that condition."Get me a doctor in the apartment 301 ASAP and also get me a spare key. Hurry!" I said hastily.He rushed in to get me a key."There's a doctor in this building. I'll inform her immediately." I guard said handing me the key."Ok." I said and rushed towards the apartment. It was raining so I couldn't take the lift and I had to carry her up 3 floors. Good thing I work o
Amaal's POV,I finally got my hands on the papers as I sat in my room to check them out. It was Ayesha's handwriting alright. So Shanaya does have her diary. But, why would she steal her diary...that doesn't make any sense now, does it?I went through the words on the papers and they seemed like...poems? No lyrics!!!Hold on....I pondered over them a little and soon realised that those were recreated lyrics of Armaan's songs.Whoa! Genius!If we weren't the ones who wrote the songs I'd had never realised that those were recreated. They were soo beautiful written. I felt inspired so I dashed to the music room and picked the guitar. As I murmured the lyrics....the new music just automatically flowed through the strin
Armaan's POV,I sat back on my chair listening to our new song after a tiring day. I closed my eyes and got lost in the song. Her face flashed through my eyes as always. Smiling, saying my name, holding my hand....I opened my eyes hastily. What is wrong with me? Why can't I stop thinking about Ayesha?! I ask this question to myself every freakin' day!!!I took out her diary that I had and randomly we through them.I should be hating her, I should be happy that she's finally away from our lives for good....but I just can't. I closed it and shoved it back inside my desk drawer.I need to see her.I grabbed my mask and car keys and made my way out.
Armaan's POV,FINALLY!!! After almost 2 months now I was meeting Ayesha. I was soo nervous and my heart was pounding....my palms all sweaty.I was waiting in the restaurant when she finally arrived. A huge smile came on my face seeing her. She was just dressed in her formal work clothes yet she managed to make my heart skip somehow.She just took her seat in front of me with a poker face without a word."Hi Ayesha...how are you? It's been....""I only have an hour before I get back to work." She said abruptly cutting me off.Ouch!"Oh ok... you're quite busy I understand. That's why I've already ordered too."
Ayesha's POV,I got ready to go to work in my grey blazer and grabbing my bag and keys locked the door. I was about to enter the lift when I received a text from my boss. A shiver ran down my spine at that night's memory. If it wasn't for Armaan....I don't know how long I could handle this. I had no choice anyways. I had to bear through with that perverted asshole boss of mine for the time being. He was now already waiting below the building in his car to pick me up. I sighed getting out of the lift and forced a smile as I saw him in the backseat of his car from a distance as I exited the gate."Goodmorning sir." I greeted and he greeted me back eyeing me. I sat as
Ayesha's POV,I rested my head on his shoulder as he wrapped me into his arms.Armaan and I......We just.... KISSED!!!"So... should I consider this as my second chance?" He whispered in my ear.I blushed hard digging my face into his chest. "Yes!" I whispered back.He smiled hugging me tighter."Thank you soo much. I promise this time... I won't let you have any complaints.""Hm."We stayed like that for a while embracing eachother and enjoying eachother's warmth."Hey Armaan....""Hm""So now what? You
Ayesha's POV,11:59.....and.....12am.At dot! My phone rang splitting my face into a huge smile. I took the call."Happy Birthday!!!" Nida screamed across the phone defening my ears so I had to pull the phone away from my innocent ear."Ow! Thankyou!" I said shutting my eyes and rubbing my ear.She giggled."Tell me....tell me...it was me who wished you the very first right?!" She sounded excited and eager as always.I giggled."Yes. Obviously. Oh look now I've started getting all the messages from everyone." I said as my phone kept buzzing continuesly.We talked for a while.... meaning an hour till we finally de