Arabella Roberts.
I've come to a realisation that I've fallen.
They say soulmates have matching heartbeats. What if his heartbeat doesn't match mine?I didn't know if I could ever tell him. He was convinced he was broken beyond repair but I knew I could fix him. God knows do I want to fix him. A smile like his shouldn't hesitate to show.
It was a rainy day when he called, saying that he wanted to hang out at the library. We'd go there and read to each other or just sit in that hidden corner no one goes near and talk for hours on end.
I loved the rain. There was a saying that pain makes you human. But I believe that both pain and the cold did. There was something about feeling the water drops hit my skin that made me feel alive. Something about thunder and lightening made me happy.
To most people, thunderstorms are disastrous. A catastrophe. But I was in love with them.
I was just exiting the building, sure that I was gonna get there before Zayn. But to my surprise, he was walking opposite to me meeting me halfway. His smile as the rain hit his face, rolling of his skin and falling all around him. That spark in his eyes, the slight dimple on his left cheek from smiling too hard.
It all made sense.
I have already fallen in love with Zayn long ago. This was just the confirmation.I loved everything about him. From his beautiful eyes with luscious lashes framing his breathtaking irises, to his soft lips, to the dimples that appear when he smiles too hard. The wrinkles that appear beside his eyes and the heart melting grin on his face.
He looked so carefree. Like a child with no worries more than the rain and the water puddles. He was so precious that it pained my heart to think that he had to experience such severe heartache.
His smile was contagious I couldn't help but grin back. He cut the distance between us short by running to me and hugging me so hard I could feel our souls become one. I could feel my sorrows and pain leave me from how much love and warmth he emitted.
In front of him I felt stripped. Naked from all armours I've ever put around me to shield me from the eyes of intruders. I could feel all the walls I've built around me over the past few years come tumbling down. I felt as if the wind was biting at my skin and I could hear it's howling in my ears. Like it was coming for me. But once I was in his arms I knew I was safe I knew that nothing could get me.
I snapped out of my thoughts when he gave a light kiss to the side of my neck and my heart beat faster.
"Hey, babe." And my heart couldn't beat any faster.And in that moment, in his arms, my heart beating fast from his heartwarming words, his heart beating fast from running in the cold rain, our bodies together giving each other warmth.
I realised that our heartbeats do match after all.

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