Shades of LOVE

Night Changes

I am really addicted to One Direction lately. Can't really get over their songs thanks to my friends. Hence this chappy. Especially for you sara_shivika_ . 

Hope you all enjoy this one. Will be waiting for the Reviews. Got into a lot of research works to get this one done. 

The chilly November wind blowing against the car windows, the voice of the radio jockey announcing the weather forecast, and the mild sound of the phone ringing, all were falling into deaf ears for him. Tired of driving for so long, he finally fixed his gaze to the GPS that showed he was driving through the Forth Road Bridge by now. He couldn't exactly say how long he had been driving unless he looked into the map to realize he has probably used the longest possible route while reaching here. From Glasgow to Edinburgh. 

He could easily feel his nerves gave out and he looked outside to realize that he could barely spot any car by the bridge most probably due to the weather forecast. Parking the car by the side of a footwalk, he got down and started walking through the pavements. Would it really matter now if he just joins the list of other 800 others who got rid of their mortal pains easily? Probably No. But probably he never had the needed courage for the deed. 

The chilly wind blowing against his cheeks was already making him freeze but unfortunately his heart was feeling colder. He still couldn't get the day's happening out of his mind. Words still ringing in his ears sushing all other sounds of his surroundings, lost in thought, eyes misty, he lost himself in those moments again.

In last five years, not once had he left London. Not once he even went back to India. To his country, to his family, to his brothers. For more than a year, he only searched for her like a frantic, and then settled in his own feeling of despair of being a failure. First as a boyfriend or even losing to find the only girl who truly mattered.

And this morning was the first morning when he left London, the city that introduced and also snachted his love. And today in Glasgow, he finally found her. Dressed in that A line skirt, the tucked in linen shirt and the half-bun hanging on her right shoulder. She was looking the woman he dreamt of marrying one day if nothing went wrong, and not the girl he dated ones. 

Through out the meeting hours, his eyes were locked on hers. He could barely take his eyes off her, but what surprised him was the fact how unbothered she was. Doesn't she recognize... she didn't see her? With a few failed and desperate attempts at gaining her attention, he left the business convention with haste steps. His failed deal, or mostly irregular speech didn't bother him anymore. He just had one thought in his mind, only if he could get to the lady on time. 

A massive search operation in the garage shed, a dejected heart, and failed hope; he started driving his car intended to drive till his eyes reach when he spotted a stillhoute of a lady standing by the road. The small drops of rain made it easier for him to convince her and she was there. With Him. In his car on her dream model on her seat, a seat that was strictly reserved for her.

The tense weather with the thick tension was killing him and the song playing in background made it thicker if possible.