Roses and Thorns
Shhh. (16th Chapter)
… Back Home (At Night)…
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Janelle's POV:
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I wake up groaning from my heavy sleep, as I rub my eyelids to regain proper vision. I look around and feel weird, since I notice I am no longer at the dance studio; but in my room instead. I look around me and I notice that no one is here except my lying body on my bed mattress. As I stare at myself, and I notice that I am still in the same clothes I have worn to the dance practice, so I decide to change into my sleepwear. As I take out my PJs, a flashback strikes my mind; making me recall the reason of my sudden blackout… Zayn and I kissed… he told me that he loves me.
My free hand’s fingertips touch my lips slowly as a smile forms on them. This smile is not a funny smile, and not a polite one either; it’s a smile that you get when your only dream comes true. It is the exact feeling you might get when reality breaks the border of imagination; as they both become truthful than anything possible. I slide on my PJs, and then rest on the chair in front of the mirror.
With each tissue wiping a shade of makeup off, I regain the feeling of freshness all over my skin. Little that I knew, this freshness was caused of Zayn’s admittance, and not the wet wipe. Just as I tie my hair into a wavy ponytail, a light knock is noticed. I open the door slowly, but no one is in sight; that’s weird. As I close the door again, I hear the same knock vibrate again.
I must be hallucinating, because once I turn backwards; I notice a male figure on the window. I want to shriek in a loud voice, but he places his index finger across his lips; emphasising me to keep calm. I rush to the window and unlock it, as he takes my hand to lean on.
His perfectly structured body is heavier than mine, so I struggle pulling him inside. Once that happens, he and I huff our breath at the same time, and for that we share a light laugh. "(He chuckles) Shhh, I don’t want to wake anyone.” I nod as we walk to my bed. “Have a seat, Mr. sneaky.” I joke my words, while patting the free space beside me on the bed edge.
“What are you doing here?” I ask him in a positive wonder, and it causes him to smirk at me. “You really don’t know what made me climb up your window, Elle?” I actually know, but I play dumb while shaking my head. “I love you, that’s why I’m here. I was worried about you when you blacked out. It’s late already, and if I came by to check up on you this time, it would look suspicious.”
I close my eyes, and reply: “Say it again.” I command in a begging matter, and he breathes his contempt out. “All of it from the start?” I shake my head, keeping my eyes closed: “Just the first three words.” He waits no longer than a second to say those incredible words again: “I love you, more than you ever expected me to.” I open my eyes, as his smile grows bigger at my reaction.
“What?” He asks me when I don’t find the right words to reply. “Nothing, it’s just like my dream came true… and I was afraid to open my eyes and realise it never did.” He stretches his arms and I dive in their invite, as I nuzzle my head over his powerful chest. “Elle?” He asks in hesitation, while my head lifts slowly from his chest. “Hmm?” I hum my response, waiting for his question.“I um… well I don’t know how to put it in simpler words, but… do you feel the same way like I do towa-…” I place my index finger on his lips, and smile at him. “I have loved you since the day you introduced yourself to me in college… fair enough?”
His eyes glitter towards what seems to be unbreakable happiness, and he nods slowly. I rest my head back on his chest, as we cuddle on my mattress in complete relaxation. He plants a kiss on my forehead, and whispers: “Sleep tight, angel.” I wait no longer to close my eyes, hugging him closer in my arms like his are hugging me.
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Janelle's POV:
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I wake up groaning from my heavy sleep, as I rub my eyelids to regain proper vision. I look around and feel weird, since I notice I am no longer at the dance studio; but in my room instead. I look around me and I notice that no one is here except my lying body on my bed mattress. As I stare at myself, and I notice that I am still in the same clothes I have worn to the dance practice, so I decide to change into my sleepwear. As I take out my PJs, a flashback strikes my mind; making me recall the reason of my sudden blackout… Zayn and I kissed… he told me that he loves me.
My free hand’s fingertips touch my lips slowly as a smile forms on them. This smile is not a funny smile, and not a polite one either; it’s a smile that you get when your only dream comes true. It is the exact feeling you might get when reality breaks the border of imagination; as they both become truthful than anything possible. I slide on my PJs, and then rest on the chair in front of the mirror.
With each tissue wiping a shade of makeup off, I regain the feeling of freshness all over my skin. Little that I knew, this freshness was caused of Zayn’s admittance, and not the wet wipe. Just as I tie my hair into a wavy ponytail, a light knock is noticed. I open the door slowly, but no one is in sight; that’s weird. As I close the door again, I hear the same knock vibrate again.
I must be hallucinating, because once I turn backwards; I notice a male figure on the window. I want to shriek in a loud voice, but he places his index finger across his lips; emphasising me to keep calm. I rush to the window and unlock it, as he takes my hand to lean on.
His perfectly structured body is heavier than mine, so I struggle pulling him inside. Once that happens, he and I huff our breath at the same time, and for that we share a light laugh. "(He chuckles) Shhh, I don’t want to wake anyone.” I nod as we walk to my bed. “Have a seat, Mr. sneaky.” I joke my words, while patting the free space beside me on the bed edge.
“What are you doing here?” I ask him in a positive wonder, and it causes him to smirk at me. “You really don’t know what made me climb up your window, Elle?” I actually know, but I play dumb while shaking my head. “I love you, that’s why I’m here. I was worried about you when you blacked out. It’s late already, and if I came by to check up on you this time, it would look suspicious.”
I close my eyes, and reply: “Say it again.” I command in a begging matter, and he breathes his contempt out. “All of it from the start?” I shake my head, keeping my eyes closed: “Just the first three words.” He waits no longer than a second to say those incredible words again: “I love you, more than you ever expected me to.” I open my eyes, as his smile grows bigger at my reaction.
“What?” He asks me when I don’t find the right words to reply. “Nothing, it’s just like my dream came true… and I was afraid to open my eyes and realise it never did.” He stretches his arms and I dive in their invite, as I nuzzle my head over his powerful chest. “Elle?” He asks in hesitation, while my head lifts slowly from his chest. “Hmm?” I hum my response, waiting for his question.“I um… well I don’t know how to put it in simpler words, but… do you feel the same way like I do towa-…” I place my index finger on his lips, and smile at him. “I have loved you since the day you introduced yourself to me in college… fair enough?”
His eyes glitter towards what seems to be unbreakable happiness, and he nods slowly. I rest my head back on his chest, as we cuddle on my mattress in complete relaxation. He plants a kiss on my forehead, and whispers: “Sleep tight, angel.” I wait no longer to close my eyes, hugging him closer in my arms like his are hugging me.
Notes
I can see the sun is beginning to rise, and Zayn has something to tell us, so:
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the funny part is that my name is Serenity
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