wherefore art thou? @zaramalhotra - Tumblr Blog

khan-faraz:

Faraz nodded as he started to walk down the stairs, holding out his hand for her so she could follow him. “It’s not where I live permanently, it’s more like a hideout, or a getaway rather. A place to escape to where no one can really bother me. Plus on the outside it looks like a piece of shit so it basically exists to no one,” he replied with a laugh. He led her into the small living room area and pulled her down on the couch with him, and arm sliding around her shoulder as the other went to her cheek. He smiled as he met her eyes, a thumb brushing it’s way across her cheek as he leaned into kiss her again. He pulled away slightly after a moment, forehead pressed against hers. “What do you do in your free time? You know, when you’re not running through my dreams.”

“Do people bother you often?” She asked him, finally feeling as someone understood what it was that she felt day in and day out. Zara felt as if her life was just an string of people’s decisions, as if she couldn’t do a thing she wanted because everything she did was to serve some other purpose. “I wish I had a place like this for myself.” She looked around as he led her towards a couch. Zara fell down on it against him, a grin on her face as she took in those incredible features of his. She’d only known this guy for hours, yet it was like... she knew everything about him and what she didn’t know,she wanted to know. Their lips met once more and she gave it to him as good as he did, because he made her feel like she’d never felt before about anyone else. Even as he pulled away, she leaned in slightly to kiss him again. “That was so bad.” She teased him with a laugh. “I don’t get much free time, Faraz. Let’s just say the most I get to do alone is sleep.”

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khan-faraz:

“It does,” he replied, his hand sliding up her back. “Well, to my family, but one day to me and maybe to you too,” he said softly as he looked from her eyes to her lips. He waited for her to lean in before kissing her back, his eyes sliding closed as one hand stayed on her back and the other moved up to cup her cheek in order to pull her closer. He was right in thinking there was something different about her. It all felt different. He had never been one for much romance or one who believed in love at first sight, that was all his best friend but this…this was the kind of kiss that made you believe.

He pulled away after a long moment, slightly out of breath as he eventually opened his eyes. “Damn,” was all that left his lips as he brushed his thumb across her cheek and met her eyes. “Do you usually run away with strangers at your parties?” He teased, biting his lip as he took her in. He pulled back and walked over to the nearby wall, flicking a light switch to reveal the warehouse around them. Over time he had furnished it and made his own little apartment, a place for him to go when the city got far too much. “Are you hungry, thirsty? Can I get you anything? Oh and uh…welcome to my humble abode…sort of.”

Zara’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as she listened to him speak, wondering if he belonged to the Khan family. Or did he come from a family that would soon threaten her own and the Khan’s? She knew she should be on high alert, but her heart simply told her to keep politics at bay. There was no reasons for it. This fight, it wasn’t her fight. This was something that came from hatred she was simply born into, but that didn’t mean she needed to perpetuate it.

He pulled away from her, her eyes still closed as he spoke as she wanted to commit this moment to memory. That was... the first she’d been waiting for for a while now. It was perfect in every way. “Damn,is right.” She said as she opened her eyes. “No, you would be my first.” Zara grinned as he walked away from her, wondering where he was going. The lights in the place shuttered on to reveal a little oasis. “No, I’m fine.” She shook her head as she looked all around them. It was a pretty nice place. “Sort of?”

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khan-faraz:

“Don’t worry, I won’t take you far. I’ll get you back before anyone even really notices.” He smiled over at her, fingers brushing against her hand as he pulled into the parking lot of a warehouse a few minutes later. “I promise it’s not as creepy as it looks.” He laughed softly and got out of the car, opening her door for her before taking her hand. He was quick in his movements, taking her inside and leading her up the steps to a large window that revealed a lookout onto the whole city. He finally let out a breath as they stood still, his hands falling to her waist as he looked from the view to her face, “Quite the sight hm?”

He slid one arm around her waist, keeping her close as he met her eyes. “Anything you want in this city and I can give it to you. This city belongs to me,” he commented, a smirk forming on is lips as his other hand reached up to brush her hair from her face. “Should I take you back to your future husband? Wouldn’t want him to get worried,” he commented as his face got closer to hers.

Zara nodded, trusting him even though most people wouldn’t but something about him just told her that she had nothing to worry about. The way he looked at her, it was nothing more but admiration in his eyes. Which were surely in her own as she kept her eyes on him. “I’m glad you realize just how creepy it looks.” She said as she grabbed a hold of his hands once again. Zara followed quickly after her, because as creepy as it might have looked.. this was all a rush. One that she so desperately wanted. They came to a stop in front of a huge window, overlooking their fair Verona. “It’s beautiful.” Zara didn’t often get to appreciate the beauty of their city, having been locked away in her house as her parents feared that the Khan’s would find a way to harm her.

“This city belongs to you?” She asked, her Malhotra side threatening to come out. No, this city belonged to her family. Or so she thought? Did it really matter though? She didn’t really think so. “No.” She said a bit too quickly, shaking her head. ‘No. I don’t want to go back there.” Zara said softly as he stepped closer to her. “I’d much rather be here, with the fine gentleman who rescued me from my boredom.” She said as she leaned in, her lips capturing his with a lasting kiss to his lips.

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khan-faraz:

“Real trouble? Is that different than normal trouble?” He smirked, not quite knowing what trouble she was talking about but he did know that if he got caught being there he would never hear the end of it from his family. There were hundreds of other girls at the party and many who would have easily went home with him, who didn’t want to spend some time with Faraz Khan? But tonight he wasn’t a Khan, he was just a guy, looking for adventure and looking at a girl who was causing his whole body to feel lighter, a feeling he never thought was possible.

“Zara. Beautiful name.” His smile widened when she nodded and he held on tightly to her hand as they practically ran into the elevator, the excitement in his body getting greater by the second. He kept his hand in her, smiling at her question. “I mean I really thought you were enjoying yourself. I hated to take you away from the talk of babies and the color of your wedding dress.” He smiled and moved to stand in front of her, finding that he just always wanted to be near here, as ridiculous and as quick as that sounded.

When the elevator opened he pulled her out into the night and towards the street where his car was parked. He was careful to not let anyone see them as he opened her door for her before getting in on his side. He wasted no time in pulling away from the house quickly, speeding off down the road as he glanced at her, his heart rate still racing. “So…was that party for you?” He looked at her and smiled softly. “Did I just steal you away from your own party?”

“You don’t want to know what real trouble is.” Zara wasn’t some princess with her head up in the sky. She knew what it was that her family did, and she knew how they took care of people. She didn’t want that for the guy, only because he wanted to free her from her boredom. The girl smiled as he complimented her name. “I’m glad you like it.” She teased him lightly as the doors of the elevator closed behind them. “Which is going to be three kids and it’s going to be yellow.” Zara said, because those were actually facts. Her mother was controlling every aspect of this future engagement of hers, and she wanted her to have three perfect kids and have the perfect wedding, as if she was the one getting married.

Zara was snapped out of her thoughts, when she saw how close he was to her. Her hands found themselves on his chest. Her fingertips tracing figures into his shirt, enjoying the feeling of his heartbeat racing. It wasn’t just her feeling this way. She dropped her forehead against his, her eyes lingering on his lips as she thought to herself if she should simply go for it but before she could decide the doors opened once again.

She wanted to tell him that she couldn’t do that. This was a party thrown in her honor after all. It was one thing to sneak away for a moment but a completely other thing to just get in a car with a stranger. Even if he was cute. The sound of people’s voices forced her to jump into the car though, not wanting attention on her. “Yes, you did. And I’m crazy enough to have let you.” She said with a laugh as she looked out of his window.

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khan-faraz:

Faraz knew that the last place he should be was an event hosted by the Malhotra’s but he couldn’t help himself. It had been too tempting and as he walked around the party he couldn’t find a single regret as he walked amongst the large crowd. There was especially no regret when he saw her, standing at the top of the stairs, oblivious to the ways in which she was causing his heart to feel like it would jump out of his chest. He had been with many women before, that had never been a problem for him but this one…well she was different.

He could tell that she was the center of the party, he could tell from the way she moved and who she socialized with that she was the one person he should probably stay away from. But that didn’t stop him from walking forward when their eyes met and pulling her out of the line of sight, words struggling to find it’s way out of his mouth. “I shouldn’t have? Are you sure?” He smiled as he looked at her, taking a moment to feel how good it was to be near here.

He leaned into her touch when she cupped his face, “I was thinking the same thing.” He slid a hand to her waist, leaning in closer a bit. “I’m Faraz,” he said softly, looking around for a moment to make sure no one was looking. “Do you want to get out of here?”

“No, you shouldn’t have. You can get into real trouble.” Zara said slowly, entranced by his company. This wasn’t normal, it couldn’t be but it felt so right. Everything about it. He fit perfectly in her hands, as if he was just made for her. “I’m sure.” Zara looked out of the corner of her eyes but everyone seemed to be having their eyes on the entertainment at the party, but her eyes couldn’t wander away from his.

Zara leaned into him just as he’d done with her, a smile on her face as he placed his hands on her. He pulled her closer to him, her breath hitching as they pressed against one another. “I’m Zara.” She spoke softly. She knew she shouldn’t have, people would come looking for her sooner than later but her heart made her nod her head. She wanted to go wherever Faraz wanted her to go. Her hands slipped away from his face, before taking a hold of his hand. The smile on her face grew, as she intertwined their fingers with each others. “Come on.” She told him, as she hurried off towards the house elevator. Her fingers quickly pressed at the buttons, the doors had not even opened all the way before she’d pushed the boy inside.

“Thank you, for saving me out there.” She spoke as the doors closed on them. “Could you tell how fascinated I was by the topic at hand?”

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Zara had often heard that when she fell in love, she’d feel it instantaneously. It’d be sudden and fast, it’d rock her to her core. With one look at him. She’d been in the arms of her husband to be, well hopeful husband to be according to her parents. That was the reason why they’d put this party together, to show Dave Paris’ family that the Malhotra’s were more than what you read in the papers. They weren’t always sparing with the Khan’s, they could do more for their fair Verona than evoke civil wars. So they wanted to marry off their only daughter to the governor’s child to improve their public image. To really give them a one up on their rivals.

But there he was, the most handsome man she’d ever seen. With just a look, she knew that Dave was not for her. With just that look, she wanted to know everything that she could about the man who’d caused her heart to beat as it did and her knees to go as weak as they had. And it appeared as if he’d read her mind as he took a hold of her hand, taking her away from her date- who was being more than entertained by her excessive mother.

“You shouldn’t have done that.” Zara said with a small smile, letting him know that she hadn’t at all been that upset. But she didn’t want him to get in trouble. Everyone knew that she was to be attached to Dave. Her eyes took in his features, her hands cupping his face as she just couldn’t not touch him. “Why have I never seen you before?” She asked, her thumbs running down against his cheekbones.

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