i've lost my heart to you..

Chapter:3

"your smell must have been wandering in search of my skin"

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" at least smile in front of my grandmother .

Zayn pleaded when they reached at his gran's place. It was his first time visiting this place after their marriage. Harry nodded his head, but didn't looked up like always. Zayn don't even know now that how to approach him for little things. Whenever he asked for something it feels like he's asking for much more, he don't have that right but then the shine of that ring on his finger tells another story. 

His grandmother welcomed them with a warm hug, her smile was reaching her old shiny eyes. Zayn was the first grand-child of family and she was desperately waiting for him to get married. Everyday she used to ask him same question that when you'll get married and Zayn would smile saying no one wants to marry me and now that he's finally married she couldn't stop praising the couple, specially harry that how beautiful he looks, and that the glow of marriage is still radiating on your face. 

"you know harry he used to hide under my bed in his school uniform cause someone told him there are monsters in school."

" gran i was six ."

Harry smiled and Zayn never saw him smiling and now when he did it was enough to make him fall more for him. They were having dinner and his gran was telling harry all of his childhood stories, on which the latter smiled just for few seconds but it was enough for Zayn to capture that beauty in his heart. Zayn was so thankful for those seconds as well.

" so how he's treating you?"

She asked when harry insist to help her in the kitchen, he looked into her eyes and gave her a warm smile whispering good  she was about ask something else, but then Zayn called him from living room and he left cause harry knew what she was about ask and he was not ready to answer any of her questions. Around 10p.m they bid their goodbye and headed towards home, the drive was long so Zayn  played the radio and harry looked at him with his blurry eyes. Zayn turns his face away and then harry did the same and soon Elijah covered his eyelids with his soft lips.

"he's from Italy and he's so handsome i just want to marry him already."  

Harry smiled seeing his sister's reaction  as she was telling him about their new guest from an hour or so . Harry puts his paint colours aside and sat beside her on the swing , he puts his head in her lap asking what's his name.

 

"Elijah "

"Elijah"

He repeated to himself not knowing what this name would do to him, not knowing anything. Harry didn't asked his sister anything, but somehow she started telling him about Elijah and he don't know how but he loved each moment of it. She told him that he's here for few months to learn about paintings as harry's father was one of the renowned painter in the world. She kept telling him and he kept listening each of her words somehow carving Elijah's name deep in his heart. That day he fell asleep with a smile on his lips and the name of Elijah wandering in his mind.

"excuse me do you know where is my room? sorry to say this but your house is so huge i really need a ma__"

He stop in mid sentence when harry turned around, he was holding a candle cause the power was off, under the dim candlelight they saw each other for the first time.  Harry was in his sleeping rob.  His hair was mess and eyes puffy and Elijah was in his towel when harry saw he's not wearing any shirt he looked away muttering don't you know there are so many girls here why you roam like this, dad would never tolerate this type of behaviour.

" sorry um i was in shower and then__

" it's okay your room is this way come with me.''

Harry whispered and started walking and Elijah followed him, in that little walk of two minutes Elijah asked him at least ten questions and when harry didn't replied any of it, then he introduced himself again probably for the fifth time.

" at least tell me your name candle boy."

Elijah asked from doorway, harry looked at his shadow on front wall, this was the first time someone called him this , he smiled and finally replied.

"harry"

That night when he was sleeping on his bed under the moon-bathed  sheets, he dreamt about him for the first time, not knowing there would be so many nights where he would left only with his dreams. The unknown feelings were climbing through the window of his heart, things he never knew he could feel, things he didn't even knew exists. A feeling of love which was forbidden in this four walls. Tossing and turning his sleep deprived eyes were forming a world of his own where two hearts were beating on same rhyme.

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"Your smell must have been wandering in search of my skin,
your shadow must have been
yearning in search of my body,
your heart must have been
longing  in search of my beat"

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