a girl that walks in the rain.
enjoying the way it makes her feel.
a boy that walks in the rain.
enjoying the way it makes him feel nothing.
((a short story))
- love author pea -
letting the raindrops hit the top of her head, she carefully walked through the cold.
except to her, it wasn't cold. she enjoyed the rain. which meant she hardly felt the temperature drop, as she walked through the night.
it was the weather that many were torn over. many preferred the summer sun. or maybe the brisk autumn winds. but for her, it was the weather she always preferred.
without anything to offer protection. she walked on. not having a destination. but that was the best part.
the sound, the smell, the atmosphere. everything about the rain was calm.
she realised that most people would be sheltering from the weather. but not her.
as her hair became soaked, and her clothes became heavy, her mood only lifted.
it wasn't too late into the night. but due to the rainfall, it made it seem as though it was early hours.
she continued. every now and then, looking up to feel the raindrops upon her face. only to then bring her face back down to her wet shoes upon the street.
creating mini waterfalls as she walked.
the city never slept. which was true. even in the worst weather you would find shops open and bars alive. but their lights would be dimmed. the pouring rain creating a sort of distorted reality, to their once bright neon signs.
she continued on. being content with the weather. and then she saw him. a cliché. but a feeling all the same.
usually on these walks she saw many types of people.
those who ran to hide from the rain. those who felt it briefly. those who lingered in it. and, those who avoided it all costs.
but he didn't. he was looking up. he had a black hoodie on too. but no hood was upon his head. just like her.
he was feeling the rain. his black hair sticking to his head. his clothes damp and shoes soaked.
she carried on. they were on opposites sides of the street. and getting nearer to one another.
she wanted to say something. she wanted to say anything. it was as though her body ached to talk, but not just for anybody.
she had passed many others before, but not him.
but she didn't have the courage. and neither did he.
and so she carried on.
her faced soaked again with rain, she let her hair fall and she lowered her head.
a small smile forming at the thought of not being alone in the night, even if he was simply just a stranger.
and once again. letting the raindrops hit the top of her head, she carefully walked through the cold.
wishing her rain companion, a safe and content walk.
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hiiiiiiiiiiiiii. thankyouuu very much reading. this is the first story that i have published onto wattpad so i am feeling both nervous but also so excited :). please leave any comments and any kind criticisms to help me improve upon the story. and please vote, but only if you would like too. it would be nice to talk to the lovely readers who took time to read this. also sorry if there is a lot of the same/repeated words in this story. i hope its not too annoying for you to read. thankyouuu again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! have a lovely day ♡. - author pea -
