Chapter-26

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Stella's POV

He moves his hand forward for me to grab it. It looks similar like the movies you see in Disney, the movies you dream about but that dream just stays a dream and is forgot just like a dream.

I rest my hand in his warm one, mingling our fingers together like a bunch of threads mingled together.

"Let's go." He says which just makes me more thrill about what is going to happen next.

Walking while holding our hands together, we reach to the two wheeler parking lot section. He brings me closer to some latest model of Royal Enfield, oh wait! Is it his?

He must have read my expressions because he immediately answers after that, "Yes, it's my bike and you are gonna ride."

"I always wanted to ride a bike...wait what? How will I ride? Ya, I mean I always wanted to but with no experience, we sure will end getting famous."

"How will we be famous? Would you mind explaining it, Ms Johnson?" He says with a smirk.

"Because the headlines for tomorrow's newspaper will be – 'Two people died riding a bike. They thought it will be wild, the girl denied but now it doesn't matter because they're no more alive'."

He looks at me for a second before breaking into laughter.

"My My My! What newspaper do you read?" He says in between the laugh.

"I don't know but I know that I am not going to ride that bike." I say with authority in my tone trying to put a full stop on this note.

"Firstly I was joking but now...you have to." He says leaning against his bike.

"Are you taking some sort of revenge because of Zoe's Plans?" I say incoherently but as soon as I realize what I said, I put my hands on my lips if that would make them stop from speaking what is already said.

"What Zoe? What Plans?" He questions, scrunching his nose trying to figure out what I said.

"Well bike, right? Okay I am ready to ride." I say quickly trying to bring his focus on it.

"That's my brave girl." He first puts a helmet on my head and then proceeds to wear his own.

He brings his bike out of the parking lot to the clear road. "Okay now get on the bike." He instructs and now I regret to cover my words with this death wish.

I finally sit on the bike. I hold the hand grip firmly with both of my hands wrapped around it tightly.

Harry sits on the passenger seat right behind me. "Are you comfortable?" He asks.

"Yes, very much." I am a nervous wreck right now with no experience in riding a bike and him sitting right behind me.

In a second, his hands come and rest above mine on the hand grip, his arms wraps around mine, his warmth encircling my nervousness trading it with calmness. I look at the mirror to find him looking at me with those green eyes. "Turn the keys to switch on the ignition and then take a deep breathe to clear your vision."

I follow his words and turn the ignition on and then I squeeze the clutch and press the starter. The bike starts moving but on a slow speed because I am beginner but when I see a tortoise moving faster than my bike then I realize how slow I am.

Suddenly, Harry turns his hand upside down in the process turning my hand too which are clutching the hand grip and the bike starts moving with a speed. He again does something which I don't notice as my eyes are close but I can feel the bike now moving with a great speed which is making me nervous.

I feel Harry's head rest on my shoulders and my eyes flutter open. I turn my head slightly to my left and look at him through the glass of the helmet. With the bike moving so fast it is making tough to focus on his face but I see that he is looking straight on the road.

"Everything will be fine." He whispers in order to make me comfortable.

I shift a little back so that I don't fall. I finally find the courage and feel the air rather than overthinking about the outcomes.

I look at the surrounding and we're on a road which has hardly anyone who floats. I look at the sky to see sun glowing ready to go in just a seconds of time. With the twists and turns it is easy to know we're not on the plain roads. We're riding trying to reach high at the mountain. I have never been to this side of city but the cool air that cuts through me makes me want to come back again to this pretty.

The bike comes to a halt. I hop out of it and find that we're standing on a circled ground which has beautiful fence around just leaving a little space for bikes to enter the round ground. The place is located high on the mountain overlooking the short mountains.

I look at Harry to find him standing at the edge of the mountain. The thing that separates him from falling is just a small fence which hardly reaches his knee. I walk up to him and I am wonderstruck.

The sun is setting deep with its half shine shelter by the mountain and the leaves. The glow of this shine is like a fire globe burning below the night sky overshadowing the mountain lives. The mountain with its steep highs and rise that has been crafted by a knife brings a memory of the ocean water which is peacefully flowing in this night sky covering the sun's life so that it disappear away along with the day which just felt like a dream that I never thought I will see. It all feels like a portray coming alive.

We sit there for hours. Our backs leaning against a tree and our eyes fixed on the sun falling with the moon rising. It's beautiful. The nature with it's pretty and the silence in this city.

I never thought I will ever live in this moment and with a person that changed my time making me forget that I even ever had a bad life which was just covered by screams,  shouts, glass breaks and the silence before the storm which haunted me the most in every form but now it doesn't.

Harry breaks the silence by clearing his throat. I look at him. Oh shit! I forgot to thank him.

"Harry, I am sorry that I forgot to thank you. I was so muc-." He interrupts my sentence.

"-It's fine." He says with a beautiful smile. 

He takes a deep breathe before speaking," I-I have been thi-inking about it for a past few days and now I really wanna say that I li-." His sentence gets interrupted by a call ringing on my mobile phone.

"It's fine! You can continue." I say ignoring the call because I know it must be Zoe and I don't want her to ruin my moment.

"No, you should pick it up." He says running his hand through his hair. He looks a little disappointed and I feel bad to look at him like that.

"As you wish." I say and look at my right where my mobile phone was lying. The call has now stopped ringing but I look at my notification to check who it was though I don't need to but I do.

I look at the caller id and now the air which I was breathing, where I was laughing a few seconds ago has now stopped flowing. My heart is freeze but my hands shaking like a thin leaf. My hair on my body stood up like I am in some scary movie.

Zoe didn't call instead of her a person I never though did.

I call him otherwise he will scream. With each ring my heart skipping a beat and my breath coming more defeat.

Unfortunately, he picks up the second I thought it was all a joke.

"Where are you?" That was all needed to bring me back to my worst nightmares.

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