Chapter 14: Chapter 14

Sheila's POV:

When I woke up I saw the IV was attached through my arm. My surrounding was all white except the ceiling which was a light purple. A white curtain has covered the window to prevent the sun from entering the room.

"But where I am? Was I dead?" I furrowed my brows. Last time I remember I'm in the park with those two monsters.

"No you are alive, you are in the medical room." Said a voice.

I looked at the source of the voice and my blood boiled in anger. "Why are you here?" I flared.

"This is how you thank your life saviour?" he asked amusement was clearly written on his voice.

"You saved?" I raised one of my brows. He shrugged his shoulder before defending: "Well yeah you were unconscious on the floor, so I ...." He scratched the back of his neck.

"So you-" I motioned him to tell me more.

"Listen! I don't speak indirectly and I’m... hmm... sorry okay." His cheeks flushed like a tomato.

"For what?" I narrowed my eyes at him. For my remembrance, he had nothing to do with me until he does any improper things while I was unconscious and If he had done anything wrong, I will cut his ball.

"For everything." He said calmly. Then it clicked my mind, he was asking sorry for being an arrogant part number two.

"A single sorry never going to change anything. You both are the same." I threw him a disgusting look. "First he was hurting me and now it's you." I pointed my forefinger to his chest.

"Are you happy? Can you please leave, I don't want to see anyone." I'm totally broken. I don't know why I behaved like this but I wanted to do it.

"I'm not here to harm you, I realized my mistake. I.. hmm...are you okay?" He asked worriedly.

I looked at his face like he is the same guy who doesn't give any kindness to anyone. "Why are you caring for me? Nobody had worried about me because all they cared about is their life." I whispered. Tears are running down my cheeks.

The dream I presumed about my college life completely vanished in the thin air.

"Shh.... It's okay. No one is going to harm you. I'm here to protect you. If anyone says anything to you, just tell me. I will take care of them. Don't cry please." He took one step forward and wiped my tears with his thump.

I felt strange when his thump caressed my cheeks. It felt like electricity passed through all over my body.

"Thanks!" I muttered a blush crept onto my cheeks. Definitely, he would have noticed it.

"But you do not need to do all this for me." He shook his head in disbelief. "That doesn't matter anymore. You look tired, come with me." He grabbed my hand.

"Where?"

"To cafeteria." His reply was simple.

Hesitantly, I nodded my head but stood there without moving. He noticed my reluctance and said "Don't worry. I'm here with you." with that, we both went to the cafeteria to eat something.

Why didn't I protest against him when he paid the bill?

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I couldn't able to sleep today; the evening incident is playing in my mind repeatedly. I can't believe this! He was very nice to me. I thought he too hates me for some reason, but he proved me wrong.

When we ate together, most of them were eyeing us, even some of the girls were shooting a dagger to my side. I know they were jealous. The most handsome boy spending some time with me made them jealous.

I couldn't take off his feature from my mind.

He stood 6.2' in height. His dark hair, light brown eyes, sharp nose put together the look of handsome man ever, and his magic pink lips-- oh God! He is so glamorous and must be everyone's dream boy.

Whenever he smiles a cute dimple appears on his face adding more beauty to his face. Anyone can mesmerize by his look.

He looked like a model in his plain black t-shirt. He was so friendly; not like that Urr boy, I used to know him. He made me more comfortable with his friendly talk.

In no time I found myself falling for him. It may be because he behaved like a real gentleman.

Quinn is right when she said he is not that much worse. Though he was rude to appear, he was mentally soft.

Did I start to like him?

No!!

How it's possible. He just helped me because of his guiltiness. Whoever in his place would have done the same.

Urr!!! I wanted to sleep but still, I couldn't able to take off his face from my mind. Am I that much attracted to him?

Am I?

Urr! You know what? According to Newton's thirds law 'for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.' That is what happens here. So shut your mouth and go to sleep. My mind yelled.

That's how I fell asleep in my comfy pillow.

Harry's POV:

We had a great time together. I thought she is such a crying baby but she proved me wrong. She is a talkative girl.

Her dark waist-length hair caught my attention when we walked together, hand by hand. I started to like girls with lengthy hair. Maybe the reason she has one.

Her hazel eyes stole my heart and her eyebrows looked like a rainbow. Her peach colour lips may turn any gentleman to lose their mind.

How badly I wanted to kiss her lips.

She kept watching me like I'm some source of the miracle. When I caught her eyeing me she averted her eyes. Her cheeks turned pink. I like the feeling that I have an effect on her.

She barely applied any makeup on her face. Her dressing sense is good, her smile is beautiful, her voice was like a piece of music to my ear. Whenever she looked at me she had a shy smile on her face where I lost all my sanity into her.

Her heart is beautiful.

Her soul is beautiful.

She is gorgeous.

Her lips... Control yourself, Harry. I mentally slapped.

I was a jerk but not anymore. I ignored my feelings because of the insecurities I had but I learnt one thing that I can't stop myself from falling for her.

I have been running from my crisis for the past year afraid of facing the consequences. Some of the incidents are still haunting me but hereafter I am not going to allow my past to ruin my future.

My future is her.

When I first saw her in the college near the stairs, I felt that. When her hazel eyes met mine, I decided that she will be mine. But I don't want to lose her. What if I hurt her as I did to everyone before...

I had already lost half of my life. Losing someone very close to our life is such a horrible thing. I already experienced that pain in my life.

I lost my memory in an accident, it happened two years ago. I was in a coma for almost 8 months. My life is a blank paper since then.

I don't remember anyone after I met the accident. The doctor informed us which can take time to recover for days or months or years.

Since that day I lost my patience. I started to drink and wandered around the street and did some uncontrollable things.

I felt my life was empty. Whenever I try to remember my past, my head became to hurt. Sometimes a faint image of me in the car surrounded by a pool of blood comes into my mind and it will disappear in a fraction of second.

And soon it became my nightmare.

Because of my wealth, many women started to claim me as I was their boyfriend but my heart refused to accept their lies. I know they all are lying.

My dad got suspicious of my accident. He thought it might be a murder attempt, that's why he sent me to India.

At first, I'm not interested to come but he forced me to. Quinn and Kevin are more glad to come with me because they too think I am safe here.

But now I'm glad because I found my girl.

If I hadn't come to India I wouldn't have met my girl.

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