We And The Shores

Airport2

Cole POV

I don't know why but bright blue sky always makes me horribly depressed specially on my bad days when sun shines brighter, emitting its harsh rays to bully me. Today again its brisk smile was not letting me to move my head up , trying pretty well to suffocate me with the surly weather.

But thankfully after few moments rain came and wrapped me in its blanket of calmness. Slowly it wiped the smile off of sun's face and made a dark dreary day of drizzle that gave me a small break from the misery of sun that was doing its level best to stab me deep in the brain, in that moment I wanted to be unnoticed I didn't want anybody to look at me and let me just drown in that rain and I become invisible.

These feelings about rain made me realized one thing that rain has its own charm if you're sad it cries with you , if you want to dance in the rain it'll dance with you , if you want to play it'll become your best playmate, yeah yeah how can I forget it can be also very romantic for the beating hearts.

Just like other days Amsterdam schiphol Airport was crowded , even in the morning the casino presemt inside the Airport was filled, there was no space to sit.

Me and Brandon were sitting outside on the bench after our mini Marathon because of that girl. Thankfully Brandon managed to get me a coffee or else I would have died. No compromise on missing a coffee.

"Hey Cole, aren't you afraid of going to Costa Rica this time?" Brandon asked with worried eyes.

" I don't know how I feel this time, I don't want to go back to that place. But if I didn't go there I'll lose everything which I don't want to because I have promised Mom I'll never let Dad down", i said and took a sip of coffee from the cup.

"You won't , don't worry about that" Brandon said and left for the bathroom.

I'm sure that he'll meet a woman in a way and will come after thirty minutes. So I have all the time to enjoy the rain by myself.

The invigorate sensations of the rain is the comfiest and the smell of the rain-wet land is so soothing that it should be bottled up and sold for millions.

I was sitting there and enjoying the rain when suddenly I felt the presence of a body beside me , i ignored it and took a good sip from the coffee.

The feeling of cool breeze on my face was helping me in reducing the stress. Due to lack of sleep my head was aching but now i was feeling bit relaxed.

"Someone hasn't slept well yesterday", came a voice of girl.

I looked at my left side there was girl with big bag in her lap. She smiled and looked across at me with her cloud-gray eyes. That was the first time I saw a girl with a smile like my mother. Who's she's and how does she know that I haven't slept well.

"Well it's normal , somedays you get full sleep while on other days you don't", i replied while smiling back at her without showing the sign of getting shocked because of her question.

" Maybe, maybe not", she replied and put her bag on the ground near my feet and started cleaning her spectacles with a wet Cotton piece.

I didn't respond this time, and continued blessing my mouth with warm coffee.

"Have you ever faced such situation in airport when you are going to some place where you don't want to" this time I asked her I don't why I asked but I did.

"Facing it right now", she replied. Sadness was visible in her voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I can feel your situation" i said.

" Going through the same thing?" She asked.

I nodded.

Then there was a peaceful silence between us . We both were dwelled in our own world of minds.

"It was nice talking to you Mr..? She stood up and said without looking at me.

"Victor, Cole Victor" i replied and my eyes fell on her perfectly shaped legs that make you want to worship then and climb them ASAP. I like lower body of a woman more than the upper one so I never miss a chance to look at the legs of a girl.
Scanning their legs give my eyes a pleasant scene to watch.

"Right, Mr Victor," she said and moved towards the entrance door.

"And by the way Mr Victor next time when you check out a girl don't forget to praise her," she turned back and said with a smirk on her face.

I was dumbstruck couldn't reply , she was at the entrance talking to two boys. Her brunette curls were cascading on her back.

"She's hot" a breathy voice spoke.
" And cute" i replied.

"You might not want me to describe how your dad's features are right now because his son is missing and again late" Brandon's strident voice added a bottle of acid in my ears.

"Lower your voice Brandon you're gonna kill me one day with your this dreadful tone" i said and stood up from bench.

"Look out!" cried Brandon, who noticed that there was bag near my feet which I didn't did see; "be careful, or you'll fall off! Not that I won't enjoy that scene but we're late"

"She forgot her bag" i said and took the bag from the ground.

"Don't tell me that you are going to search her in this crowded airport to return her bag" Brandon asked with questioning face.

"You know me so well Brandy" i replied.

"You're joking, right? Brandon asked and snatched the bag from me.

"Am i laughing?", I replied and tried to take the bag back from him.

"Joker's job is to make other people laugh not himself" said the very familiar voice from behind.