His love for Her

It was a cold winter night.The stars were shining brightly. The wind sending shivers to the body of whosoever it brushed past. She did the buttons of her long beige coat as she walked down the street. Her black beanie and her long black hair, that lay down until her waist from under the beanie, were covered in bits of snow that added to her beauty. Her milky white soft cheeks were now red due to the cold, making her look breathtaking. Her hands covered in thick white knitted gloves , were gripping on a hot Grande cup of coffee, she just fetched from Starbucks. She glanced at her wrist watch and her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

The next instant someone called her name. She turned around to be greeted with a tall guy with dark brown hair which was sleaked back neatly. He was wearing a turtle neck sweater that was tucked inside his black jeans, that highlighted his long legs. A white coat, which stopped just at his mid thighs, was complementing his all black outfit. His brown orbs sparkled when they met her figure. His heart stopped beating for a moment. He lost his breathe upon looking at her. Everyday that he met her, unknowingly she used to steal his breathe. She smiled and walked towards him. Upon reaching his side she scoffed at him showing her watch indicating he was late and she was annoyed waiting for him for so long. She then hit his shoulder and he faked a hurt expression. She laughed looking at his face. He stared at her, admiring her. He loved the way how her nose scrunched and eyes almost closed when she laughed. So, he always made attempts to make her happy.

Ever since high school, when he first met her at the corridor, he could not stop himself from loving her slight details. How she brightened up the mood of everyone she talked to. How she kept others before herself. How she always had the right advice for everyone. How she enjoyed cooking and on the top of that eating the food. The way her black aburbun hair flowed when the wind kissed it. The way her brown eyes glistened up on seeing her favourite things. Everything about her kept on drawing him closer to her. They both became best of friends. He was always there for her through thick and thin. She was there for him too. All the things that happened in both of their lives made them stronger each day. She grew up to be a confident, wise and kind young lady while he grew up to be a positive, thoughtful and smart gentleman.

Both were doing great in their lives. They were even a vital part of each other's life. When she saw him as her best friend, he craved for being something more to her. He tried very hard to confess, but just couldn't do it. He did not want to break their beautiful bond. She would always come up to him whenever she was heartbroken and he too would run to her when something troubled him. He was scared that if he confessed and got rejected then they would start growing awkward and uncomfortable around each other. He also had the thought that if he did confess and they were together, but some stupid argument, just like all other couples he had seen during those years, led to them breaking up then they would have to part their ways.