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A/N: taking a break from writing a lot of heavy emotions filled, 18+ one shots i thought of writing something simple and light. My goal was to write this a short OS but as usual it turned out to be a long one. Sorry guys I tried to cut few parts but still it's a long one couldn't write short.
...and yes it's a stand alone
"What!...now?" Zoya asked in low whisper sliding on the edge of panic
"It's past 8...I know but I can't" She reasoned with eyes glancing between door and wall infront as she stood patiently clinging her cell phone sticked to her ear
"Okay" with a heavy sigh she agreed giving in his offer.
She checked her phone once again making sure he hung up as she sneaked out of store room glancing in hallways making sure her parents wouldn't spot her.
She ever so silently stepped back in her room. The first thing she spotted was noor sitting on bed with her phone in hands, earphones on, she intently watched her cell screen not realizing zoya's presence.
"Noor" zoya called hesitantly but she was too engrossed with her watching as the earphone were sticked on her ear holes blocking zoya's call to reach her ears.
Zo touched noor's shoulder stating her presence. Noor was back in reality peeled from the world of Bollywood filmy life's as she plucked out her earphones allowing Zo's voice in.
"I need your help"
******
She glanced down as her palm was placed above her heart in attempt to calm her thumping heart in fear.
"Appi jayiye, kuch nahi hoga" noor pushed her forward just a bit, her knees touched the wall beneath window sill. She suddenly felt a tinge of satisfaction for suggesting a big window being squared in her room.
She felt panic, excitement, happiness, fear, she was overwhelmed. Preparing herself for the night, her eye lids closed as she took one deep breath.
Her focus fell on the guy holding the end of ladder, his grip firm on either side of the wooden stick. His reassuring smile and urgency for her to come down soon managed to dissolve her fear with panic as her excitement to spend with him and happiness for being able to see him again lingered.
Very carefully she stepped out of her window, stepping down slowly with firm grip at every step, taking her own time while he was on alert to catch her if she stumbles.
Couple of minutes later, with continuous utters of 'ya Allah madat' she was down on ground at the end of the ladder safe and sound.
She looked up to noor who was waving her enthusiastically as a goodbye. Zo passed her a small smile while he placed the ladder back in it's place.
"Adi, is this necessary? We could've met tomorrow" zoya complained
"Don't tell me you didn't miss me while I was yearning at my house for one look of yours!" Adi stated back with his one liner
She was out of answers now, yes she missed him, how could she not? His husky voice, dark brown orbs, cute wrinkled smile and most importantly his presence.
Just his presence was enough to bring some unknowing calm in her senses with mist of glee at his sight. Surprisingly this feeling of hers never faded since couple of months.
The shy zoya Siddiqui loves the charming boy of their college, who doesn't love him? She felt lucky to have him as hers while he felt the same.
"Ready?" He asked as her heartbeat increased with anticipation mixed with thrill.
"Only my zoya can wear this" he stated drinking in her sight of her hourglass figure cladded in black suit with golden border as her curtains of brown hair highlighting Golden was swept at one side with her silver earrings dangling at both ends.
She didn't wear any makeup as usual, just her favorite strawberry lip balm. Her olive skin shone under the light of moon naturally without any need of highlights or mask of powder.
He fisted his palms controlling his urge to brush his knuckles on her soft pink cheeks. As her fingers fixed her dupatta pinned at one side while the other arm carried it's loose end.
He smiled at her glancing eyes conscious about her outfit. In one step he inched close as she felt his cool lips touching her warm soft skin.
"You look beautiful" his husky voice ringed in her ears, legs wobbly for seconds with impact of just his voice on her. After he pecked her cheek and took her hand in his pulling her close, they walked back to his bike.
******
One thing zoya looks forward to, everyday, are bike rides with Adi.
The feeling of sitting close to him always manages to leave a fleck of pink hues and fluttering heart.
"Finally your back! What took you so long" Pooja. Adi's best friend exclaimed at their arrival.
She was stood resting her back at his bike seat as her phone was clasped in one hand. She was wearing plain, white short dress. Zoya's excitement decreased with sunken heart leaving a frown.
"Shut up, you got no right say when you choose to stand here and wait while I alone went to help zo out" Adi reprimanded as he took his keys out of jeans pocket.
"I'm sorry Adi, please don't act like this. You know I..." Pooja tried reason with a pout
"...was busy chatting with your boyfriend, which looked more important to you at the moment, trust me I get it" Adi replied casually as he settled on his bike, palms placed on handle, fingers gripped tight.
Pooja stood beside him pouting at his taunts while his rebuke grin was plastered on his face.
"I will still be your best friend" she reminded winking as a small smile broke out on his face nodding while Pooja sat behind him happy with her tricks of persuasion of her being always right.
Zoya stood patiently while they exchanged their witty words.
"Come on zo hurry. We are getting late" Pooja called as she bounced very close to his figure leaving a little space behind for her to fit in
Zoya nodded stepping close but hesitant.
"Here?" She asked pointing at the little space left behind pooja
"Am I suppose to say no here?" Pooja asked for Zo's silly question.
"Three seaters on bike is illegal" zoya reasoned Adi smiled knowing very well her 'so called reasoning'
"Kuch nahi hoga zo, we aren't going very far its close enough, we would reach there in minutes so please settle down, fast" pooja ushered but zo didn't move a muscle.
With one twist, his engine was turned off as Adi placed his elbow on handle, while his cheek rested on hollow of his plam with his full attention focused on zoya.
"But there is very little space left..." zoya tried to reason again but to her dismay she bounced very close to adi's figure while he bit his lower lip hard to control his chuckle at her sight of widened eyes fixed at adi and pooja's tightly close figures getting jealous.
"How about now?" Pooja asked as Zo's face changed into dull, sadness creeping her features.
She grabbed pooja's waist pulling her little back from Adi leaving enough amount of space to air pass. While she dejectedly rose her one leg to settle.
"Pooja!" Adi called knowing this was her last attempt as she was shy in saying her feelings out loud but he wasn't.
"Get down" he ordered
"But why? We are already very late Adi..." pooja stated asking
"Pooja you should know zoya always sits behind me" Adi stated with hands resting on lid of fuel tank.
"Ohhh now I get it! wohi toh main sochu why is she not sitting" pooja realized stepping down staring at Zo's ducked head hiding her pink face.
She glanced at adi "huh, girlfriend aayi nahi aur dost ko bhool bhi gaya" taunting him playfully she patiently stood as zoya sat behind Adi carefully blushing all the while.
Pooja was surprised, it's been few months since they both started dating and if she heard right Adi was zoya's first boyfriend and still even after months she blushes literally at every interaction with Adi.
Zo's hand was on adi's shoulder as he rode through the winds in chilly weather.
The road was bumpy and adi's sudden breaks made it worse for her to sit calm with him being so close to her was enough for her heart to race while her mind was being feared with the speed of his bike on bumpy road.
Her grip on his shoulder tightened as she tried to keep her eyes open passing through chilly winds.
Adi loves riding bike on high speed. Who doesn't? Infact other girls would use it as and excuse to clutch him tight enjoying the ride.
Sadly zoya wasn't thrilled with the idea of speeding bike but she didn't say it, she didn't need to utter a word though, Adi could see that in her eyes.
In his past, girls used it as an excuse but this time he used it as an excuse for her to hold him tight.
The speed was decreased gradually, his one hand left the handle bar reaching behind for her hand resting on her thigh. His eyes were focused on road as he carefully wrapped her left hand around his waist.
He was half hoping her to retreat her hand but she didn't.
The road was clear, he was speeding hard for his satisfaction before slowing down, riding at an average speed.
Her grip on his waist loosened just a bit before clasping back comfortably. His head ducked looking at her arm wrapped around his waist, the feeling he had was filled with pride of her trusting him, it was a very small gestures but gestures like this always speaks volumes.
Couple of minutes passed, his mind picked an idea mischievous smile spread across his face. He rechecked the road being empty before turning to his left completely trying to look back.
He was able to see hair but not her face. A soft gasp reached his ears.
"Adi! Samne dekho Zoya panicked
"Kyu? Jab mere peeche itni khoobsurat ladki bheti hai toh main samne kyu dekhu? He asked as his eyes flickered back to road but his head still turned on left.
"Adi please.. she complained her voice turning low. A thing which happened while she was blushing he noticed before.
"Nope he replied teasing more.
She lifted her hand from his shoulder to with light pushing at his stubble cheek to turn his head straight.
His head was straight till her lingered on his cheek. As his hand was back on his shoulder his head was also back to his left side.
With a shy smile and ducked head she again pushed his face straight.
"Let me remind you I'm still here and I care for my life dearly so kindly turn your focus back on road pooja ordered with light smile at their shy exchange while adi's head turned from left to upwards with jaw high and pout wondering why he brought pooja along with him as he focused back on road.
*****
"Seriously! This guy is a limit pooja complained taping her phone screen furiously.
"Of course he is! After all you choose to chat away with him abandoning your best friend Adi replied while checking his texts on phone, he stood in slightly bending position, his whole wait was on his right elbow resting on bike.
"Shut up yaar Adi pooja was busy in her phone sending missed calls.
Zoya stood beside Adi. Her eyes scanning the whole place. They were standing few inches away from the entrance of red wings pub waiting for someone. There was huge line at left side of the pub starting from the entrance. She noticed, curious about the line.
He took her hand which was clasped with other, pulling her close. Her hands in his, her body close to his, her eyes only at him. That's what he wanted but he controlled his urge because standing close in public would make her uncomfortable and he obliged as it was private moments not wanting to display in public so he settled with brushing his thumb on back of her hand as it was secured in palm just happy with the feeling of her presence.
"Are you kidding me! Okay.. yes...bye pooja hung up meeting adi's curious gaze
"He's coming she stated happily in reply he rolled his eyes not caring but two pair of big black eyes her behind her caught his eyes as the blurry background cleared in his vision. He followed the intense gaze of random guy which ended on zoya.
His grip on her hand tightened in fury. He glared at that guy for having the audacity to ogle at his girl. Standing straight on feet the guys eyes flickered at adi's intense gaze then at their joined hands and in a second his head was bowed down in fear as he tried to hide behind the people standing in line.
Zoya pulled his hand trying to grab his attention. He looked at her with assuring smile, anger vanishing from his veins.
His hand cupped her face, his thumb brushing her cheek as he adorned her soft features with film of innocence visible to his eyes. He smiled unconsciously feeling pride that he had a girl so innocent like her.
"Adi we are going inside pooja informed before giving him a short hug and heading inside with her date.
Zoya gazed at him curiously as to why they weren't following?
"Do you seriously think that I will waste my golden chance to spend time with you in a pub? He questioned which only increased her curiosity as she gazed with knitted brows.
"Lets go Adi caught her hand dragging her along with him.
******
"Where are we going? Zoya questioned as she walked beside him.
He shrugged with his hands stuffed in pockets as he swung his leg to kick an empty can.
"On a looong walk he replied to her relaxed features and happy eyes
They strolled on the lonely path side by side, enjoying, windy air spreading peace with tickles of cold leaving on their bare skins. Light taps of cold on their arms turned into light drops of water.
As the chilly winds masked the arrival of rain they strolled with their feelings mingled of having each other, being able to feel each other's presence, she enjoyed the sound of his whistle while he enjoyed the very light sound her footsteps reminding him she was there by his side.
Drizzles of rain started coating their dry bodies in wet drops. Adi grabbed her hand rushing towards a closed tea stall for shelter.
Adi stood feeling tensed with the change of weather but his one glance at zoya ceased tension with the lines of his forehead.
She bounced happily under the shelter, her hands dangling with dribbles falling from metal ceiling of shelter as the drop touched her wet hands forming small puddle in hollow of her palms.
The weather wasn't cruel it was calm with sound of dribbles echoing as aditya gazed at zoya enjoying the moment of life to be cherished later, her happiness reflecting his own.
At that moment it didn't matter about anything as he felt himself loosing to moment enjoying.
For Aditya Hooda life is with zoya Siddiqui and this is his life.
He stepped outside the shelter loosing himself completely, letting the drizzles wet his dry figure.
"Adi... zoya called stepping out surprised at his sudden move.
His eyes looked up then at her she smiled at his signal with mischief. Her fingers of both hands ruffled his soft hair, changing the form of strands from being aligned to messy one.
With agape expression he reached for her own hair ruining her perfectly combed with side parted strands.
Her expression was of horror, her eyes widened and jaw dropped realizing how ugly she would look with messy hair. Quickly she spread her palms flat on hair sweeping them straight as he bit his lower lip restraining his chuckle but his grin was visible.
She glanced at him pouty lips. He was on alert as he took a step back she braced her self and ran after him.
Her calls fading in the sound of drizzles. The thunder claps echoed loud stating it's presence but the pair ran carelessly as they lost themselves in the moment with mist happiness they stole from their lives.
I'm sick and my head is throbbing with pain, don't know how i managed to write this one 🤢
Don't forget to tell me how it was through your comments and likes. It motivates me and honestly I need motivation to write more
...and yes it's a stand alone
"What!...now?" Zoya asked in low whisper sliding on the edge of panic
"It's past 8...I know but I can't" She reasoned with eyes glancing between door and wall infront as she stood patiently clinging her cell phone sticked to her ear
"Okay" with a heavy sigh she agreed giving in his offer.
She checked her phone once again making sure he hung up as she sneaked out of store room glancing in hallways making sure her parents wouldn't spot her.
She ever so silently stepped back in her room. The first thing she spotted was noor sitting on bed with her phone in hands, earphones on, she intently watched her cell screen not realizing zoya's presence.
"Noor" zoya called hesitantly but she was too engrossed with her watching as the earphone were sticked on her ear holes blocking zoya's call to reach her ears.
Zo touched noor's shoulder stating her presence. Noor was back in reality peeled from the world of Bollywood filmy life's as she plucked out her earphones allowing Zo's voice in.
"I need your help"
******
She glanced down as her palm was placed above her heart in attempt to calm her thumping heart in fear.
"Appi jayiye, kuch nahi hoga" noor pushed her forward just a bit, her knees touched the wall beneath window sill. She suddenly felt a tinge of satisfaction for suggesting a big window being squared in her room.
She felt panic, excitement, happiness, fear, she was overwhelmed. Preparing herself for the night, her eye lids closed as she took one deep breath.
Her focus fell on the guy holding the end of ladder, his grip firm on either side of the wooden stick. His reassuring smile and urgency for her to come down soon managed to dissolve her fear with panic as her excitement to spend with him and happiness for being able to see him again lingered.
Very carefully she stepped out of her window, stepping down slowly with firm grip at every step, taking her own time while he was on alert to catch her if she stumbles.
Couple of minutes later, with continuous utters of 'ya Allah madat' she was down on ground at the end of the ladder safe and sound.
She looked up to noor who was waving her enthusiastically as a goodbye. Zo passed her a small smile while he placed the ladder back in it's place.
"Adi, is this necessary? We could've met tomorrow" zoya complained
"Don't tell me you didn't miss me while I was yearning at my house for one look of yours!" Adi stated back with his one liner
She was out of answers now, yes she missed him, how could she not? His husky voice, dark brown orbs, cute wrinkled smile and most importantly his presence.
Just his presence was enough to bring some unknowing calm in her senses with mist of glee at his sight. Surprisingly this feeling of hers never faded since couple of months.
The shy zoya Siddiqui loves the charming boy of their college, who doesn't love him? She felt lucky to have him as hers while he felt the same.
"Ready?" He asked as her heartbeat increased with anticipation mixed with thrill.
"Only my zoya can wear this" he stated drinking in her sight of her hourglass figure cladded in black suit with golden border as her curtains of brown hair highlighting Golden was swept at one side with her silver earrings dangling at both ends.
She didn't wear any makeup as usual, just her favorite strawberry lip balm. Her olive skin shone under the light of moon naturally without any need of highlights or mask of powder.
He fisted his palms controlling his urge to brush his knuckles on her soft pink cheeks. As her fingers fixed her dupatta pinned at one side while the other arm carried it's loose end.
He smiled at her glancing eyes conscious about her outfit. In one step he inched close as she felt his cool lips touching her warm soft skin.
"You look beautiful" his husky voice ringed in her ears, legs wobbly for seconds with impact of just his voice on her. After he pecked her cheek and took her hand in his pulling her close, they walked back to his bike.
******
One thing zoya looks forward to, everyday, are bike rides with Adi.
The feeling of sitting close to him always manages to leave a fleck of pink hues and fluttering heart.
"Finally your back! What took you so long" Pooja. Adi's best friend exclaimed at their arrival.
She was stood resting her back at his bike seat as her phone was clasped in one hand. She was wearing plain, white short dress. Zoya's excitement decreased with sunken heart leaving a frown.
"Shut up, you got no right say when you choose to stand here and wait while I alone went to help zo out" Adi reprimanded as he took his keys out of jeans pocket.
"I'm sorry Adi, please don't act like this. You know I..." Pooja tried reason with a pout
"...was busy chatting with your boyfriend, which looked more important to you at the moment, trust me I get it" Adi replied casually as he settled on his bike, palms placed on handle, fingers gripped tight.
Pooja stood beside him pouting at his taunts while his rebuke grin was plastered on his face.
"I will still be your best friend" she reminded winking as a small smile broke out on his face nodding while Pooja sat behind him happy with her tricks of persuasion of her being always right.
Zoya stood patiently while they exchanged their witty words.
"Come on zo hurry. We are getting late" Pooja called as she bounced very close to his figure leaving a little space behind for her to fit in
Zoya nodded stepping close but hesitant.
"Here?" She asked pointing at the little space left behind pooja
"Am I suppose to say no here?" Pooja asked for Zo's silly question.
"Three seaters on bike is illegal" zoya reasoned Adi smiled knowing very well her 'so called reasoning'
"Kuch nahi hoga zo, we aren't going very far its close enough, we would reach there in minutes so please settle down, fast" pooja ushered but zo didn't move a muscle.
With one twist, his engine was turned off as Adi placed his elbow on handle, while his cheek rested on hollow of his plam with his full attention focused on zoya.
"But there is very little space left..." zoya tried to reason again but to her dismay she bounced very close to adi's figure while he bit his lower lip hard to control his chuckle at her sight of widened eyes fixed at adi and pooja's tightly close figures getting jealous.
"How about now?" Pooja asked as Zo's face changed into dull, sadness creeping her features.
She grabbed pooja's waist pulling her little back from Adi leaving enough amount of space to air pass. While she dejectedly rose her one leg to settle.
"Pooja!" Adi called knowing this was her last attempt as she was shy in saying her feelings out loud but he wasn't.
"Get down" he ordered
"But why? We are already very late Adi..." pooja stated asking
"Pooja you should know zoya always sits behind me" Adi stated with hands resting on lid of fuel tank.
"Ohhh now I get it! wohi toh main sochu why is she not sitting" pooja realized stepping down staring at Zo's ducked head hiding her pink face.
She glanced at adi "huh, girlfriend aayi nahi aur dost ko bhool bhi gaya" taunting him playfully she patiently stood as zoya sat behind Adi carefully blushing all the while.
Pooja was surprised, it's been few months since they both started dating and if she heard right Adi was zoya's first boyfriend and still even after months she blushes literally at every interaction with Adi.
Zo's hand was on adi's shoulder as he rode through the winds in chilly weather.
The road was bumpy and adi's sudden breaks made it worse for her to sit calm with him being so close to her was enough for her heart to race while her mind was being feared with the speed of his bike on bumpy road.
Her grip on his shoulder tightened as she tried to keep her eyes open passing through chilly winds.
Adi loves riding bike on high speed. Who doesn't? Infact other girls would use it as and excuse to clutch him tight enjoying the ride.
Sadly zoya wasn't thrilled with the idea of speeding bike but she didn't say it, she didn't need to utter a word though, Adi could see that in her eyes.
In his past, girls used it as an excuse but this time he used it as an excuse for her to hold him tight.
The speed was decreased gradually, his one hand left the handle bar reaching behind for her hand resting on her thigh. His eyes were focused on road as he carefully wrapped her left hand around his waist.
He was half hoping her to retreat her hand but she didn't.
The road was clear, he was speeding hard for his satisfaction before slowing down, riding at an average speed.
Her grip on his waist loosened just a bit before clasping back comfortably. His head ducked looking at her arm wrapped around his waist, the feeling he had was filled with pride of her trusting him, it was a very small gestures but gestures like this always speaks volumes.
Couple of minutes passed, his mind picked an idea mischievous smile spread across his face. He rechecked the road being empty before turning to his left completely trying to look back.
He was able to see hair but not her face. A soft gasp reached his ears.
"Adi! Samne dekho Zoya panicked
"Kyu? Jab mere peeche itni khoobsurat ladki bheti hai toh main samne kyu dekhu? He asked as his eyes flickered back to road but his head still turned on left.
"Adi please.. she complained her voice turning low. A thing which happened while she was blushing he noticed before.
"Nope he replied teasing more.
She lifted her hand from his shoulder to with light pushing at his stubble cheek to turn his head straight.
His head was straight till her lingered on his cheek. As his hand was back on his shoulder his head was also back to his left side.
With a shy smile and ducked head she again pushed his face straight.
"Let me remind you I'm still here and I care for my life dearly so kindly turn your focus back on road pooja ordered with light smile at their shy exchange while adi's head turned from left to upwards with jaw high and pout wondering why he brought pooja along with him as he focused back on road.
*****
"Seriously! This guy is a limit pooja complained taping her phone screen furiously.
"Of course he is! After all you choose to chat away with him abandoning your best friend Adi replied while checking his texts on phone, he stood in slightly bending position, his whole wait was on his right elbow resting on bike.
"Shut up yaar Adi pooja was busy in her phone sending missed calls.
Zoya stood beside Adi. Her eyes scanning the whole place. They were standing few inches away from the entrance of red wings pub waiting for someone. There was huge line at left side of the pub starting from the entrance. She noticed, curious about the line.
He took her hand which was clasped with other, pulling her close. Her hands in his, her body close to his, her eyes only at him. That's what he wanted but he controlled his urge because standing close in public would make her uncomfortable and he obliged as it was private moments not wanting to display in public so he settled with brushing his thumb on back of her hand as it was secured in palm just happy with the feeling of her presence.
"Are you kidding me! Okay.. yes...bye pooja hung up meeting adi's curious gaze
"He's coming she stated happily in reply he rolled his eyes not caring but two pair of big black eyes her behind her caught his eyes as the blurry background cleared in his vision. He followed the intense gaze of random guy which ended on zoya.
His grip on her hand tightened in fury. He glared at that guy for having the audacity to ogle at his girl. Standing straight on feet the guys eyes flickered at adi's intense gaze then at their joined hands and in a second his head was bowed down in fear as he tried to hide behind the people standing in line.
Zoya pulled his hand trying to grab his attention. He looked at her with assuring smile, anger vanishing from his veins.
His hand cupped her face, his thumb brushing her cheek as he adorned her soft features with film of innocence visible to his eyes. He smiled unconsciously feeling pride that he had a girl so innocent like her.
"Adi we are going inside pooja informed before giving him a short hug and heading inside with her date.
Zoya gazed at him curiously as to why they weren't following?
"Do you seriously think that I will waste my golden chance to spend time with you in a pub? He questioned which only increased her curiosity as she gazed with knitted brows.
"Lets go Adi caught her hand dragging her along with him.
******
"Where are we going? Zoya questioned as she walked beside him.
He shrugged with his hands stuffed in pockets as he swung his leg to kick an empty can.
"On a looong walk he replied to her relaxed features and happy eyes
They strolled on the lonely path side by side, enjoying, windy air spreading peace with tickles of cold leaving on their bare skins. Light taps of cold on their arms turned into light drops of water.
As the chilly winds masked the arrival of rain they strolled with their feelings mingled of having each other, being able to feel each other's presence, she enjoyed the sound of his whistle while he enjoyed the very light sound her footsteps reminding him she was there by his side.
Drizzles of rain started coating their dry bodies in wet drops. Adi grabbed her hand rushing towards a closed tea stall for shelter.
Adi stood feeling tensed with the change of weather but his one glance at zoya ceased tension with the lines of his forehead.
She bounced happily under the shelter, her hands dangling with dribbles falling from metal ceiling of shelter as the drop touched her wet hands forming small puddle in hollow of her palms.
The weather wasn't cruel it was calm with sound of dribbles echoing as aditya gazed at zoya enjoying the moment of life to be cherished later, her happiness reflecting his own.
At that moment it didn't matter about anything as he felt himself loosing to moment enjoying.
For Aditya Hooda life is with zoya Siddiqui and this is his life.
He stepped outside the shelter loosing himself completely, letting the drizzles wet his dry figure.
"Adi... zoya called stepping out surprised at his sudden move.
His eyes looked up then at her she smiled at his signal with mischief. Her fingers of both hands ruffled his soft hair, changing the form of strands from being aligned to messy one.
With agape expression he reached for her own hair ruining her perfectly combed with side parted strands.
Her expression was of horror, her eyes widened and jaw dropped realizing how ugly she would look with messy hair. Quickly she spread her palms flat on hair sweeping them straight as he bit his lower lip restraining his chuckle but his grin was visible.
She glanced at him pouty lips. He was on alert as he took a step back she braced her self and ran after him.
Her calls fading in the sound of drizzles. The thunder claps echoed loud stating it's presence but the pair ran carelessly as they lost themselves in the moment with mist happiness they stole from their lives.
I'm sick and my head is throbbing with pain, don't know how i managed to write this one 🤢
Don't forget to tell me how it was through your comments and likes. It motivates me and honestly I need motivation to write more
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