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________________________Chapter One
[ Kitorah's POV ]
I sat on my porch, swinging the bench gently with my legs, my eyes drinking in the sun that is currently setting, which is now starting to hide behind the sea. My eyes scanned the horizon, the sky painted pink, purple, blue and yellow blending into each other, molding together making the sky the most beautiful thing to ever lay your eyes upon. I closed my eyes and imagined this exquisite view being painted onto a canvas. I smiled absentmindedly and crossed my legs like a five year old. My fingers started to dwindle with one another when my thoughts drifted off to when my parents used to compliment my paintings. Even when I thought they looked horrible, they would always say that their gorgeous like the masterpiece that painted it.
A tear slipped down my cheek, running away cause it knew that I didn't give it the permission to escape. More tears started to run freely down my cheeks, wiping my fingers under my eyes, I tried to stop them from escaping but it was no use. I just miss my parents dearly. They died in a tragic car accident four months ago and I still keep crying over their accident that happened out of no where. My little brother and sister, Kamani and Calissa are handling their death better than me, well what would you expect? Their just little kids that is oblivious to the real world, their world is filled with fairy tales and dreams. I, being the big sister had to lie to them and tell them that mom and dad had to go away for a business trip for a while. The while meaning forever.
"Torah?" A British smooth accent asked cautiously. I jumped a little when I heard his voice, my mind coming back to the present, to the cruel world. Zayn sat down next to me on the bench and gently touched my shoulder. "Why are you crying, love?" He asked softly, his features written with concern.
I forced a smile at my boyfriend, trying to convince him that I'm fine, but I know that he isn't going to believe me, not even for a second cause he knows how much anguish I'm in from the loss of my parents. "I was just thinking about my parents, that's all babe." I replied, my voice sounding a little scratchy from the little crying I did previously. He sighed and leaned over and wrapped his arms around me firmly. I nuzzled into his manly and warm cacoon like embrace. Resting my head onto his chest and fighting back my tears, I smiled in triumphant when I realised I won the battle with my stupid tears.
"You know, it's okay to cry, Kitorah. Trying to keep your emotions bottled up don't work all the time. If you talk about it, it would help a bit. You know I love you so much right? You're my sunshine, when a dreadful storm of problems try to pull me into it's disastrous winds. Everything about you intrigues me and I'm so fucking glad that I got the chance to grow up with you." He said softly, with so much passion behind his words making my heart go wild with butterflies fluttering their stupid wings.
"And I love you very much Zayn, words can never explain how much you mean to me." I breathed out, peeping up at him with a light smile on my face. "I also love your cheesy remarks, and your beautiful hazel eyes, everything you do I just adore." I continued, trying to voice out my feelings. He grinned from ear to ear like a little kid that just got his Christmas present. He leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on my forehead, I sigh in content as his soft pink lips lingered on my skin.
I groaned when I heard my sister screaming at Kamani. I relunctantly and slowly started to get up out of my boyfriend's arms, and stepped down off the swinging bench. Looking at Zayn with an apologetic look, I strutted back into the house to see Calissa punching Kamani on the floor. I ran quickly over to the two kids fighting, and pulled off Cal by her small arm away from Kam. Pushing the two of them away from each other with a gentle push. I scowled at Calissa, squinting my eyes at her so she could get the message to stop trying to get to Kam to continue the fight.

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