Heal my heart.

6

Alastair
My breathe hitches in my throat as she turns around. The words that I was saying dry on my lips. My feet become numb and my eyes unblinking.

Gracie.

The very same girl who holds my heart. She's changed quiet a lot, but the she still has the same innocent eyes. She looks awestruck. She's experiencing the same feelings as me. The way she just came back and now stands in front of me bring back a lot of memories, smoke from the past clouding my vision. There's some sort of a happiness in sadness.

She looks so, so, so beautiful. She's grown upto be impecabbly stunning. The eyes still have innocence, but with a tinge of the world she's seen. Her features have become sharper and have a hint of maturity. She's left her gorgeous hair open, just like how I liked it. She's maybe taller than before and has developed her figure and body build. For a moment, it feels as if only we two are there. She's looking at me with her head slightly cocked to one side, her eyes glazed.

Oh Grace. How I've missed you. I've thought of so many things to tell you when I meet you, but I'm speechless right now. Our story was left incomplete, and I realize how incomplete I myself am as I see you now.

Gracie
It feels as if someone has hit me on the head with a brick. My feet are rooted on the ground. Looking at him feels like a dream I got seperated with years ago has carved itself once again in my eyes. Like I've seen dawn after a decade of darkness.

He's still so handsome and good looking. His stubble gives him a sexy look. Dressed in all suit and formals, he looks heavenly. And that smell. The smell I used to inhale for days at a stretch. And the eyes, the deep eyes which made me go all lovestruck on him. He's looking at me with so much intensity that I'm afraid that it'll pass a laser ray through me.
I'm going weak in my knees.

Alastair
Does she still love me? Does she still want me? Is the seven year back connection still there? Has anything changed? Or is nothing same?

When I stare too hard, she lowers her gaze and stares at the ground. Damn. She goes all red.

Should I hug her? Or should I stick to a handshake? But I really want to hug her. We aren't the same anymore. She looks at the ground and unknowingly pouts. Oh god. I think I fell in love all over again.

Gracie
Does he love me still? Will he want me back? He's gawking too openly. It's really endearing but I'll just blush and give it all away. I look at the ground and play with my fingers.

Should I go for a hug? Or a handshake? I'm sure he doesn't want to hug me. Am I happy or am I sad? Both I guess.

Alastair
I'm shaken back to reality when Joy speaks up,"Ms. Hyde; this is Mr. Kerr, CEO of Roberts and Co. company and Mr. Kerr, this is Ms. Hyde; editor in chief of TCT."

Wait, what? Too much shocks for the day. She's the head of the company we're merging with. Are we going to work together?
Fuck.

Gracie
Excuse me? But this should have hit me long back. I've been so stupid. The sign on the contract was A.K. How could I just not connect the pieces? Stupid, stupid Gracie. But I can't ignore a flowery feeling inside my stomach. Young love is back.

Oh damn let's just accept it.

Alastair Kerr is back.

With a bang.

Alastair
I can just keep looking at her all life long. It's so overwhelming. It feels like I'm living after a decade. I settle for a handshake after analyzing like a girl. I hold out my hand. She stares at it before putting her hand in mine.
Tingle. Tingle. Tingle.

Electric currents pass through me. Her hand is soft and sweet, with traces of roughness, which are indicators of hard work. I press it. She closes her eyes.
"Alastair Kerr." I say.

Gracie
Can he feel the nerves in my body reacting to his touch? Goosebumps rise up and down, drowning me in it.
"Alastair Kerr." He says in his deep voice, which has grown huskier. That bastard. He's teasing me. There is a trace of chuckle on his lips. This is a game two can play.

"Gracie Hyde." I say, my lips curled upwards.
He looks amused. "I know." He says.
I'm so happy, so happy right now. Nothing is perfect, but when he's around, everything somehow is. And he has the same effect on me even after so many years.

Alastair
Thank god she still has that sense of humour. I realize I'm still holding her hand. I let it go and decide I'm not going to wash my hand now.

Gracie
He lets go and I feel disappointment surging through me. I'll smell my hand once I go home. I don't realize but peopls around here are looking at us. I stand up straight. All of a sudden, memories from before flood my mind. That heartbreak, that letter, his leaving, I excuse myself and go to the washroom.

Alastair
She flushes and excuses herself. I follow her with my eyes to see where she's going. Restroom. Is she going to cry now? I can't wait to see her again. I've suddenly found solace, we didn't talk much, but everything was said through the eyes. It's said that the best kiss is the one which has been exchanged a thousand times between the eyes before it reaches the lips. And oh, I do want to kiss her again.

Gracie
I look at myself in the mirror. I'm so flushed right now. All red cheeks and twinkling eyes. Is that the effect on me? I feel like I'm living again, because all I did all these years was exist. I lean against wall and tears trickle down my cheeks. And the realization hits me like a train, here comes the feeling I thought I'd forgotten. I hadn't moved on, I hadn't forgotten him, nothing had changed.

I still love you Alastair.

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