MIRANDA (complete ✔️)

I8

One day his name will as distant as the lands across the ocean.
His mouth will taste like the remains of a tropical sweet.

One day he will look like a failing flower.
One day you will not remember his name or think of him when you wake up.

Not because he will have ceased to be sweet or he is less of a man than he was before.

But because you will have fallen out of love with him.

And you will realize that that is still okay.

Sometimes it is just not meant to be.

~Janice wangari.

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Of course she did.
She loved him.

" you don't have to do this."
She said to him.

"yes I do."
Jake said.

"not so soon. Where will you stay?"
She asked.

"with Drew."
He answered.

"you don't have to."
She said.

"why not? The wedding has been called off. There is no need for me to stay here. It will only hurt me more."
He took his last box.

"good bye Miranda."
He kissed her cheek.

"good bye."

He walked out and Miranda was left feeling desperate and confused and like the most shitiest person ever.

How could she do this to him?
He had been nothing but kind and sweet and good.

Her phone buzzed.
Many people asked why the wedding was called off.
Others expressed their condolences and others their disapproval.

One text got her attention.
It was from Jake's sister.

"I'm sorry about what happened sweets."

She felt horrible. Even after crushing him he had not told anyone what happened.
He was a good guy to the end.

She took a shower and left the now empty and big house.
She needed some foreign hand made tea.

She had done the right thing. It was better than lying to him.
She assured herself.

The tea cup was hot in her hand.

She hated herself for it but she still loved Zayn.

The sky was Grey.
She got into her office after avoiding the apologetic stares from her colleagues.

And immersed herself in work.

That night she could not sleep a wink.
At three am she took out her box.
It contained photos and letters.

She took out the photos of her and Jake and held them for a while.
She then took one of her and Zayn still in their school uniforms.

She could not bear to throw it out after they broke up.

She took another one of herself in front of the whole school.
It had been a good day.

And she had not realized it yet but Zayn had been in it too.

He was at the far corner in home clothes looking at her.
That was the day they had met.

The day that led to the mess she was in now.

What on earth had she been doing?
Why had she been wasting her time and Jake's when she knew she loved Zayn.

She dialed his number.
It was loud and quiet when he picked up.

"hello?"
He said.

"hi, Zayn can we meet? Tomorrow.
I'm sorry I know it is late."
She said.

"sure what time?"
He asked.

"10 am."
She was shocked by how fast she replied.

"that early?"

He asked.

"it's urgent."
She replied.

"fine."

"I'll text you the address."
She said and hung up.

*

She wore her red dress.
She met him at a Cafe.
She opened the door and caught sight of him waiting patiently on her.

"sorry I am late."
She sat.

"no problem."
He said.

He waved to the waiter.

"what will you have ?"
He asked.

"nothing I won't be long."
She cleared her throat.

"I broke up with Jake."
She said.

"what about the wedding?"
He asked.

"off.
I am sorry for doing this now but I need to tell you something."
She said.

"sure."
He leaned closer.

"I love you Zayn.
I still love you.
I don't know if you still love me, and it is okay if you don't, but I really hope you do.

I just need to do this for me to move on with my life."

She said.

She looked at him.
He looked shocked and somewhat amused.

"you are so silly.
Of course I still love you. Why do you think I took your call at three or came here when I had a meeting."
He said.

She felt relieved.
She was almost in tears.

"your dad is going to be so mad."
She said amid sobs.

" I don't really care about that right now. "

Some jazz song was playing in the café.

He embraced her.

She was in tears now.
She did not deserve to be this lucky.
She did not deserve to be loved like this not after what she had done to Jake.

He looked at her.
And her worries faded.

He had such smooth skin, brown eyes light skin.

He smelled of lavender and cologne and detol soap.

She kissed him.
She did so for so long.
His tongue lost in hers.
The warmth. The joy. The love, she wanted to be lost in him forever.

They were in the middle of the café and did not care at all. People looked at them like perverts and others like the sweetest people alive.

But  they did not care.
They had found each other..

"And the people who were seen dancing in the rain were thought to be foolish."

I don't know why I added that last past.
I like the quote.

Thank you for reading.