SwaRon||TanHa OS: How did you make me smile?

Hello people 😃

This is my first write up...so plz bear me with the mistakes

A big thankyou to my partner-cum-sister Vibhuti(llyrics)...for help and support..love you 🤗

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How did you make me smile?

Sharon's POV

"You don't deserve to be called my daughter!! You're nothing like your older siblings. Why can't you act like them?!" my mother screamed at me.

All I had done was accidentally drop a vase. Which I know my siblings have done before. Just because I was the youngest, I got all the crap from my mother- all the yelling and abuse.

Yes, abuse. She'd hit me many times before, and tonight she'd slapped me multiple times.

I always used to think why it always has to be me...but I guess I was never worth others and sometimes...somehow I made myself believe that I deserved it. But not today.

"I'm done with you yelling at me for things that are accidents! I'm leaving!" I yelled back. I went upstairs to my bedroom and grabbed my backpack. I threw some clothes, my phone, my iPod and money in it and ran out of the house.

Hoping that she'd come after me and apologize- she might be a bitch but she's still my mother- I walked really slowly down our street to the park. Realizing that no one was coming after me, I sat down on a bench in the park and pulled my hood up. I grabbed my iPod from my bag and put my headphones in at full blast. Tears ran as down my face as I realized I have nowhere to go tonight.

I had left my house, my family MY EVERYTHING...but I still don't know why it felt so right.

Swayam's POV

"I'm tired of you failing your classes, Swayam! Why don't you atleast try?" my father yelled at me.

"Because I tried in middle school. And you still didn't pay attention to me. When I failed my first class in high school you noticed. All I wanted was your attention," I replied,"Bad attention is better than no attention."

I was trying hard to hold my tears I couldn't let him know how much his ignorance affected me.

"I want you out of my house! I will not have a failure as a son"my father said quietly.

"Fine!" I screamed. I went to my bedroom and grabbed some clothes, my phone, my iPod and some money. As I walked slowly out of the house, my father glared at me.

But certainly as I thought he made no attempt to stop me.

I walked all the way through downtown with my hood up and received some really weird looks and I never bothered to glance back at them. As if they would help! in full speed I waled away...away from all this...from this ignorance...from this torture! Just then I noticed a park and decided to sit down and think.

When I got to a bench I realized there was already a girl sitting on it. I could hear her music blasting from a few feet away and her head was down.

She looked up at me...and I was there sitting up staring at those beautiful eyes...those musky brown eyes...they were just perfect...oh forget perfect... THE BEST! ... i wondered if anyone else could ever aquire the beauty of those eyes... so pefect ... so innocent ... but wait... so much in pain...tear drops just about to fall ... my eyes slowly lingerd through her face to her cheeks...they were all pale and had handprints on them!...Oh god i soo wanted to touch them... i soo much wanted to tell her that I was here beside her!

Just then,

"Just needed somewhere to think," I replied, still lost in her deep eyes.

"Can you please do it somewhere else? I need to be alone."

"No. I'm not going to leave a beautiful girl alone in the middle of the night."

"Please," she practically begged.

"No. I'm Swayam," I said, changing the subject.

"Well, Sharon. What are you doing in the park on a night like this?"

"My mom won't stop comparing me to my perfect old siblings.' So I finally got sick of it and left. What about you?"

"My dad kicked me out. I'm failing majority of my classes and he doesn't want a failure as a son,'" I replied, glad she is talking to me, and that she had stopped crying.

"You're apologizing? Why?"

"Because I left willingly. You were kicked out."

"I'm not the one with tears streaks down my cheeks, honey. I'm more worried about you than me."

I laughed,"I feel honored."

"Why?"

"How did you make me smile? Not even 30 minutes ago I was sobbing."

"Why don't we think about that on our date? McDonald's is open 24/7 and I know it's a pretty crappy first date, but we need to get out of this cold."

I stood up reaching down to help her up. She grabbed her bag and took my hand.

This was such a sweet os! It had a very different concept. I loved it!

That was a sweet OS. Loved how Swayam and Sharon found each other at a time when they had both left everything and everyone in their life behind !!

lovely os loved it...tottaly different

Wow ! It was different story , I like it , Sharon is our own sneha , perfect dear , thank u for pm

If possible update second part , I love to read second part , date should be interesting to read

Originally posted by: Pankhuri295

Hello people 😃

This is my first write up...so plz bear me with the mistakes

A big thankyou to my partner-cum-sister Vibhuti(llyrics)...for help and support..love you 🤗

================================================

How did you make me smile?

Sharon's POV

"You don't deserve to be called my daughter!! You're nothing like your older siblings. Why can't you act like them?!" my mother screamed at me.

All I had done was accidentally drop a vase. Which I know my siblings have done before. Just because I was the youngest, I got all the crap from my mother- all the yelling and abuse.

Yes, abuse. She'd hit me many times before, and tonight she'd slapped me multiple times.

I always used to think why it always has to be me...but I guess I was never worth others and sometimes...somehow I made myself believe that I deserved it. But not today.

"I'm done with you yelling at me for things that are accidents! I'm leaving!" I yelled back. I went upstairs to my bedroom and grabbed my backpack. I threw some clothes, my phone, my iPod and money in it and ran out of the house.

Hoping that she'd come after me and apologize- she might be a bitch but she's still my mother- I walked really slowly down our street to the park. Realizing that no one was coming after me, I sat down on a bench in the park and pulled my hood up. I grabbed my iPod from my bag and put my headphones in at full blast. Tears ran as down my face as I realized I have nowhere to go tonight.

I had left my house, my family MY EVERYTHING...but I still don't know why it felt so right.

Swayam's POV

"I'm tired of you failing your classes, Swayam! Why don't you atleast try?" my father yelled at me.

"Because I tried in middle school. And you still didn't pay attention to me. When I failed my first class in high school you noticed. All I wanted was your attention," I replied,"Bad attention is better than no attention."

I was trying hard to hold my tears I couldn't let him know how much his ignorance affected me.

"I want you out of my house! I will not have a failure as a son"my father said quietly.

"Fine!" I screamed. I went to my bedroom and grabbed some clothes, my phone, my iPod and some money. As I walked slowly out of the house, my father glared at me.

But certainly as I thought he made no attempt to stop me.

I walked all the way through downtown with my hood up and received some really weird looks and I never bothered to glance back at them. As if they would help! in full speed I waled away...away from all this...from this ignorance...from this torture! Just then I noticed a park and decided to sit down and think.

When I got to a bench I realized there was already a girl sitting on it. I could hear her music blasting from a few feet away and her head was down.

She looked up at me...and I was there sitting up staring at those beautiful eyes...those musky brown eyes...they were just perfect...oh forget perfect... THE BEST! ... i wondered if anyone else could ever aquire the beauty of those eyes... so pefect ... so innocent ... but wait... so much in pain...tear drops just about to fall ... my eyes slowly lingerd through her face to her cheeks...they were all pale and had handprints on them!...Oh god i soo wanted to touch them... i soo much wanted to tell her that I was here beside her!

Just then,

She took her headphones out and said, "What do you want?"

"Just needed somewhere to think," I replied, still lost in her deep eyes.

"Can you please do it somewhere else? I need to be alone."

"No. I'm not going to leave a beautiful girl alone in the middle of the night."

"Please," she practically begged.

"No. I'm Swayam," I said, changing the subject.

"Sharon," she replied quietly.

"Well, Sharon. What are you doing in the park on a night like this?"

"My mom won't stop comparing me to my perfect old siblings.' So I finally got sick of it and left. What about you?"

"My dad kicked me out. I'm failing majority of my classes and he doesn't want a failure as a son,'" I replied, glad she is talking to me, and that she had stopped crying.

"I'm sorry, that sucks," she said to me.

"You're apologizing? Why?"

"Because I left willingly. You were kicked out."

"I'm not the one with tears streaks down my cheeks, honey. I'm more worried about you than me."

"But you just met me," she sounded confused.

"Yeah, I did. And I'd like to get to know you."

"But you just met me," she repeated.

I laughed,"I feel honored."

"Why?"

"Because even though I was kicked out of my house, I met the most beautiful girl in the world, and she's talking to me."

"I'm not beautiful."

"Yes, you are. Don't ever let anyone tell you different."She blushed, and I reached up and pulled back her hood, revealing her beautiful hair and just looked into her deep greens orbs.

"You're pretty handsome yourself, don't just focus on me," she said, obviously trying to change the subject.

"Handsome enough to get you to go on a date with me?"

"Where could we go? It's almost 1:00 in the morning," she smiled.

"You have a beautiful smile," I said, distracted again.

"How did you make me smile? Not even 30 minutes ago I was sobbing."

"Why don't we think about that on our date? McDonald's is open 24/7 and I know it's a pretty crappy first date, but we need to get out of this cold."

"Alright. That sounds good to me."

I stood up reaching down to help her up. She grabbed her bag and took my hand.

And i was on the top of the world...how could someone be so lucky

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Sorry if it made you sleep 😳

this has been seen to be plagiarized.