Unraveling Hearts

Chapter Fifteen.

♡ M I L A ♡

I cross the busiest street in the city, feeling the cold wind on my face and in my hair. I look up. The snowflakes fall gently from the sky, covering everything in a white blanket. The city looks like a fairytale wonderland. I enter the gates and walk a little more before I come to a halt near a large fountain that is frozen in the middle. The water looks like crystals, reflecting the sun's rays, when unexpectedly, I hear a raspy voice behind me.

"Red."

My heart skips a beat.

I turn around and see him. His eyes gray with specks of sapphire, like the winter sky. His hair dark and messy, and his face handsome and rugged. He wears a long black overcoat over his all-black outfit, looking calm and confident. He's just like the winter - cold yet beautiful. But at this moment, he smiles at me. A faint smile that is so warm that it melts me right away.

He approaches me, his eyes locked on mine. The time feels at a standstill. I feel a mix of emotions bubbling within me. He reaches me, taking my hand in his. His touch sends sparks down my body but is gentle and warm when he leans in, his lips nib my ear, eliciting a low moan from me. "You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope..."

I blink, my eyelashes flutter when I pull back to look at him, recognizing the words from my favorite novel. He doesn't tear his eyes off me and tucks a hair behind my ear, still smiling. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, Red. You make me feel alive. You make me want to be a better man." I can't believe what I'm hearing, but I can feel my heart pounding when suddenly he says something else, something that takes me aback.

"Don't you need to listen to the class and take notes, Red? You can't keep daydreaming like this. It's not you. You'll miss the important stuff." And those words shatter the image of his mischievous smile before me, like a fragile glass. I frown... I blink back to reality, and a low gasp escapes my lips.

Looking around, I realize I'm not in the park. I'm not in the winter wonderland. But in a classroom, surrounded by curious and bored faces while, the professor drones on about some topic, oblivious to my distraction when someone else pulls me back to him with a slight nudge. "Hey, you okay?"

Heath.

He looks at me with concern and confusion in those mystifying magnetic eyes of his. And it all sinks in. It was a freaking dream. I pout as a pang of disappointment stabs in my chest.

A beautiful, cruel dream.

I cough up, flipping a strand out of my way and forcing a fake grin. "Of course, I'm okay. I just took a detour..." I break it off, not knowing what else to add.

"Yeah, you zoned out. I noticed you stopped taking notes." He notices me? A wave of sanguinity replaces the ugly emotion when he clucks his tongue, "I get it. This is one hell of a boring class." He taps the pen on the paper and sheepishly grins back at me. I nod silently, and then the two of us resume our things: me taking notes and him... doing whatever he does in that little black notebook.

It's been a week since I shared that moment with him, our almost kiss before my roommate and his best friend interrupted us. We picked on to watch Sanam Teri Kasam, loosely translated Swear on you, my beloved. Although the plot was a little cliché with the nerd girl and bad boy dynamic, the ending was heartbreaking.

The entire movie was a rollercoaster ride. I laughed and smiled with the characters and enjoyed the songs, but the scenes mostly left me in tears. For someone who succumbs to emotional outbursts, watching the guy stand alone at her grave, talking to whatever it is that is left of her, made me bawl my eyes out... but that didn't stop the fluttering in my stomach when we caught each other's gaze, or I felt his hand over mine or when he offered me a handkerchief.