The Love Maze

24) Be the driver

Kyra's POV

'Your story isn't over...'

Sitting in the passenger seat, I read the notes that my mystery lover wrote.

"Letters?" Rishi's voice startled me.

I spotted him climbing into his car with a questioning look on his face.

"They're pretty good. And these flowers...", I passed the letters to him and took the flowers in my hands.

They were always fresh and its smell... it makes me feel something I don't remember.

"I thought rose was your favourite flower", he said, taking me by surprise.

And I thought he never listens to what I say

"It is... but I feel more connected to this", I smiled, wondering what messed up shit I was experiencing.

"Great... Lover boy scores one. Why don't you write him back?" he mocked.

Why am I getting the feeling that he's jealous about this? And the ex-boyfriend thing.

"Uff... your jealousy is heating up this car", I teased, moving my hands frantically.

"Haha... No. I sympathize. Love doesn't end well for everyone", he chuckled with a tint of sadness.

Love is scary...

"How was she like?" I asked, curious to know about the girl who messed him up this much.

"Now you're on my personal line", he tried to avoid the question.

"Well, it's not fair that you know so much about me while I don't", I nudged and he finally gave in.

"She's the kind anyone would admire. Her long hair, that sneaky smile every time I do something stupid"

Lost in a dreamy haze, he chuckled softly, reminiscing about his sweet love.

"And her eyes, just... never void of confidence. She knew what she wanted and who she loved. No one can change that for her"

"She sounds beautiful", I commented as his gaze turned towards my direction.

"She is", he put up a smile.

He loves her this much-yet it wasn't enough to make her stay?

I'm beyond grateful that love isn't my concern right now.
To put yourself out there vulnerable and hoping you could spot the difference between love and sympathy...

It's a tiring waste of time

"So where do we start to look for this guy?" I changed the topic from problematic to less problematic.

Life ain't easy peasy

He smiled, his fingers tapping the steering wheel.

"With driving lessons", he announced, draining all the colour on my face.

"What do you mean?"

"You can't be the passenger princess forever, darling"

Is he freaking insane?

Knowing him, this shouldn't be a question.

"Rishi!! I can't do this", I said straight forward.

"Unfortunately, you can't break your promise to me", he smirked.

This guy!! Sneakily, he put the words in my mouth.

"The choice is yours. I'll teach you and we'll drive to the Arcade to find your boyfriend"

"Or we can sit in this car staring at each other's lovely face all day",he shrugged his shoulders.