Ranked #91 in Romance as on 04/07/16
Sometimes we make love with our eyes. Sometimes we make love with our hands.
Sometimes we make love with our bodies.
Always we make love with our hearts.
An unbreakable bond between two soulmates destined for...
Whoa!! I couldn't believe. Angel granted her hand to me, to be my friend. I feel like flying higher and higher.
Why am I so ruffled? Angel.. Angel.. Her name itself is making me flaky. Did I fall for her charms? I'm unsure about my feelings toward her.
She is an orphan. She has a child. She has some past, which I guess must be terrible. She is enduring some pain which is evident from her eyes.
Before my heart completely go absurd on her, I should know her more. Her life, her past, her pain.
The thoughts about her is haunting me and not allowing me to shut my eyes for a doze.
Irresistibly my legs exited my room and now like an insane I'm standing there setting my eyes on her room. Still the lights are on in her room. I wonder what Angel is doing.
Angel's POV
What have I done? Why did I accept to be his friend? Men.. I hate men. And that too I hate rich men. Dave is also one such rich men.
I preferred to be alone the rest of my life. There's only Ria in my life. Now why did I allow Dave to enter? Why did I lent my hand to him?
Ah!! I'm going nuts.
I shouldn't endorse him to get cozy with me. I don't want him to get hurt because of me. He is worthy of a better girl, a girl far better than me. I don't deserve him.
I rolled on my bed covering confusion as my quilt. I twirled and twirled and finally got up from the bed and walked out of my room.
Third person's POV
Angel opened the door and walked out fiercely, deep in her thoughts. She bumped on someone, stumbled and was about to fall down.
She closed her eyes in shock of falling. She felt some stronger hands grabbed her waist and pulled her. When she opened her eyes, it was Dave holding her close to him.
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Their shocked eyes met and at once they pulled away from each other. Both stood in jittery facing the other side. Dave cleared his throat and picked up the conversation.
" Mm.. You didn't sleep yet??"
" No.. I'm not feeling sleepy. "
Dave was looking at her attire. She was wearing salwar even at nights. Angel observed him wandering his eyes over her.
" What are you doing here at this time? "
Dave gaped straight into her eyes and took a deep breath before answering her.
" I'm also not feeling sleepy. So.. I.. er.. I'm just walking around for fresh air. "
" OK fine. Have some fresh air and go back to sleep. I'll see you tomorrow. "
