Chapter Seven

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C H A P T E R - S E V E N

Song- Colors, by Halsey.

And the thing you have to understand about her is, she'll kill what she desperately wants. Out of fear of the pain. Because somewhere along the way someone convinced her she didn't deserve it. So she destroys. Telling herself holding the knife hurt less.

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At some point in life, I have understood one thing for sure, that the world's beauty becomes enough for once. One should forget chasing temporary happiness, and try to fall in love with life, and the nature surrounding the life. Once you will see the beauty that surrounds you, you'll realise all you needed was to just to open your eyes. And that's exactly what I did. I opened my eyes to this new world around me.

This amazingly beautiful, breathtaking natural world. The trees passing by, the beautiful mountains, the lakes, small but homely houses. They gives some weird kind of comfortness. It made me feel homely. And top of that, I was experiencing all of this with the guy I always wanted to. He's sitting right next to me, mirroring my expressions as he too looked outside. Don't know how, and when, but our fingers were wrapped around eachother, resting on his lap, holding eachother while we both gaze together out of the car. For a moment we forget everything, every problem between us. It was just us, the peaceful silence, and the awestruck nature surrounding us.

I tilted my head a little to face him, he was facing me as well, but his eyes were focused outside the window. It gave me a good opportunity to look at his face from this close. His beautiful eyes which were shining in delight, his pointed nose, sharp jaw line, full pink lips which held a small smile as he gaze outside. His Adam's apple bobing slightly whenever he gulps. His messy hair falling all over his forehead because of the wind, everything is just so perfect about him. It made me wonder does a guy like him even exist for real? Or am I dreaming about him all this time?

I leaned a little more close to him, absorbing his intoxicating smell inside my nostrils. It was combination of mint and coffee, like always. It made me close my eyes in satisfaction. And the heat his body was providing me was cherry on the cake. It made me feel real, it gave me answer to my own question that yes, he's for real, and he's here with me.

I open my eyes again to look at him, but my eyes almost came out of it's socket when I saw he is already looking at me. His eyes dark and intense, and it held some different kind of adoration.

For me? I had to ask my inner self, and that little bitch inside me nodded her head in yes, her eyes shining like glitters.

Suddenly I was so much overwhelmed, by our proximity, by his stares. By his everything.

When it became to much for me to just keep staring at him and making complete fool of my already foolish self, I looked away, and started humming some old songs to myself, daring not to look back at him to see where he's looking now. But unfortunately my humming grabbed attention of the other two men who were sitting ahead of us.

Harman ji looked behind and gave a big cheerful smile. I lowered my gaze, embarrassed by my own self. It also made me realise that we were sitting so close to eachother, our hands still wrapped around each other's.

Gwaaddd... What they must be thinking of us?

It's embarrassing.

Deciding it will be better if I move a little away from him and take my hand away from his, I tried to untangle our entwining fingers, but he tightened his hold around my hand, not letting go. I tried again but no use. He was not leaving my hand. I move my lashes up to glare at his direction, but he paid no attention to my glare, he was looking outside, there was a small smile playing on his lips, like he was enjoying the view outside. But I exactly know what he's enjoying here at the first place.

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