~I Was Willing To Die For You, But You Wouldn't Even Look My Way~

Zoya gripped the side, her breathing heavy. Aditya had been the one to call Arshad to the hospital. The truth was a bitter pill to swallow, she understood of course that he wanted to help her, but this wasn't the right way to go about it. If Arshad somehow got injured, then what?

"Zoya, what are you doing in here all alone"

She turned to face Aditya, her eyes as red as hot ash in her anger. "You called Arshad to the hospital, why" she shook her head fast "I thought you had grown up Aditya"

Aditya was hurt. Hurt that all of his efforts to show her his mature side had failed. "It was a stupid mistake Zoya, please" he went to reach out for her but she just shoved him away

"No, don't touch me"

"Don't touch you" he exclaimed, "Don't touch you Zoya, am I that repulsive" the pain in his heart was crushing his ribs and it was suddenly too hard to breathe

"He could have died Aditya, then what, what would happen huh, you would go to prison" her throat stung from this shouting match. But nothing scared her more than those images in her head of Aditya being beaten in that cell again. It was wrong that her biggest concern was his safety, but she couldn't hold back. Every night it plagued her with nightmares that Rajveer would return and hurt him again

"I know what I did was wrong, I agree, but I did it because I needed to speak to you"

She was tired. So tired of him risking his life for her. Anjana aunty was correct, he was in danger because of her. "What was so important Aditya, that you would risk all of this" her eyes met his momentarily.

"I wanted to tell you that, I have found my peace, i've fallen in"

Zoya swallowed "Arshad" she whispered, "Arshad has fallen in love with me, I don't know what to do Aditya, it seems no one wants us to be friends, Anjana aunty, my Abbu, Arshad, who else, I just wanted to focus on being me, being me with my best friend, but I can't" her voice broke "I know how it feels to love and not be loved, maybe Abbu is right, Arshad deserves a chance"

"Enough" Aditya shouted making Zoya jump out of her hysterics. "First Anjana aunty, then Abbu then Arshad, are those the only people who's name starts with A that matters to you, what about me, i've been trying for so long to just tell you that I have fallen in love with you, forget Arshad, he doesn't know you like I know you, he doesn't know your faviourate song or faviourate film or faviourate colour" he clenched his fist, banging it onto the side. "You see everyone, but you don't see me" his voice cracked

Zoya stood unbelievably still. She had no words and she couldn't move. Aditya loved her? How could he love her? Why? They were just best friends, right?

"I thought maybe when I told you, that you would give me a chance, I thought maybe you hadn't realised your feelings because you never considered looking at me as more than a friend, but I was wrong, maybe I was never going to be good enough for you" he looked down, trying to mask the tears that sprung to his eyes, he turned on his heel quickly, walking away

"I asked you once" Zoya looked up, stopping him from walking away "If you knew the consequences of breaking your promise" her voice was shaking, tears freely rolling down her cheeks "You said you wouldn't leave Aditya, I just wanted you to come" she closed her eyes tightly "home" she whispered

Aditya clenched his fist, swiping at his tears "I came home Zoya, you just didn't realise" he looked at her over his shoulder "I would have died for you, but you only worry for Arshad"

"You don't get it" she laughed sadly "That's what worries me, that you'd die for me, I can't fall in love again and have someone die for me, Arshad won't do that" that was the hidden meaning behind everything, Arshad's biryani was plain and simple, just like him, she knew what to expect with him. Aditya's was different, extravagant and surprising, there was too much effort, so many surprises, just like Aditya, who was reckless in his love, he would die for her. If he did, she knew she would join him.

"THEN GO AND MARRY ARSHAD" Aditya threw his hands up

Zoya bit her bottom lip, hoping to muffle the sound of the sob that escaped her lips "I don't want you to die for me Aditya" her voice shook "I want you to live for me, you gave me purpose, I just want to do the same, love for me weakens people"

He was fast as he turned around, hands cupping her face "Don't you see, in Paris I also considered taking the step you tried to, I had it all planned out, but I couldn't, because I knew deep down that you were waiting for me, at home, you gave me strength to survive, so yes, I would die for you, because I am alive for you already"

Zoya gasped, his tears wetting her cheeks. Could she say it? Would it be stupid? "Kamazarf, you only think about yourself, if Arshad got in trouble, you would have ended up in prison, then what would happen to me Aditya, what would happen, I still get the nightmares, I didn't think you would make it, I" she sobbed, gripping his muscular arms, their foreheads still against eachother

"Zoya" he whispered "Forgive me, please, I don't think I could live if you hated me"

"I don't, I don't hate you, I" she trembled in his hold, wrapping her arms around his torso, she buried her face into his neck. "You're home, you're my home, the only thing that makes sense, the only thing that was worth all this pain" she glanced over his shoulder, eyes meeting Arshad's. She pulled away quickly, running out of the kitchen

Aditya felt the ghost of a smile on his lips. She loved him, he knew she did. She could lie to everyone, but never to him.

So, this is how i'm choosing to take the promo. I hope you like it