🥀𝐈𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝘔𝘪𝘥 teens🥀

prologue

Ruchika's POV

Here we are again on same beach, on the same place and my thoughts are again sliding into our memory lane.....

"You want to kiss me?? " I asked and he just smiles before connecting our lips... His lips are the softest thing against my lips I have ever experience... Should I kiss him back
Of course I should.. Then I started moving my lips against his the way he was doing... And it's surreal .....

We kissed just for minute and we are out of breath I don't want to leave these beautiful lips but for need of breathing we broke the kiss and he put his forehead on mine and our breathing pattern is so fast I never thought my heart can beat this fast and his heart is also beating against my palm... His breath is fanning on my lips and I want to kiss him again.....

" Let's sit there" He said and we moved towards rocks where we can sit in front of most beautiful beach of our city.. Looking at sunset I can tell now why people call this city as 'city of sun'.... And after that we fall in comfortable silence , if there would be thing like stopping time I would have stop this moment forever just me and him and this beach just us....

"Ruchiii" He called my name and I came out of our beautiful memory of first kiss, does he remember that day or he moved on with time like people say it's been six years of course he moved on...i didn't even ask him who was that girl?? And what she was doing in his bedroom that day... I should not hope that people will act according to me it was my decision to part ways and I told him to never wait for me.....

And again he started telling me about our friends with whom I don't have contact anymore, he is telling me how everyone have become something they wanted or how they are satisfied with life ....and again looking at his sharp features and shine of his eyes I got lost in our memories

How our classmates always used to tell me that he is not that good looking  he only have good physics and hight... How his face is always filled with pimples but whenever I looked at him  I was never able to find any single flaw in him, he was always definition of Perfectness for me... The way his eyes shine when we speak about something which he is interested into or when his nose scrunch when he is confused and his rough hair which I doubt he wash only once in week or two I know he hates wetting his hair.. I love how soulfully soothing he sounds whenever we speak... Most importantly I love the way he looks at life I wish I could at least for day could look at the World the way he does... I pity them how they were never able to see this beautiful human being.... I can never make them understand  what they missed by Misjudging this pure human.....

Just then we heard car's horn and we saw Atharv bhai coming towards us.....