His Search
A Stranger's Secret
He tossed and turned as he was sprawled across his bed. He loved to sleep but somehow tonight was different for he couldn't even blink his eyes without seeing her face. It had been days –weeks even, and his friends had asked him if he couldn't sleep for the black circles around his eyes had only gotten bigger. He hasn't slept well in days for his thoughts focused mainly focused on her and it was driving him insane. She was a stranger for crying out loud… a stranger who claimed to have killed someone.
But he didn't care because there was something about her. There was something about her voice that made his heart flutter and there was something about the way her tears tainted her cheeks that crushed his heart. And there was just something about her deep dark brown eyes and the way she held his gaze. He couldn't explain it. Maybe it was pity – He always had a weak spot for crying girls.
But he couldn't help but think differently. She was different, he could tell it from the bottom of his heart, and it scared him to death. He feared that it was something more than it should be. How was it even possible? You weren't supposed to feel anything for a stranger.
A thought then came to him. Well, if you weren't supposed to feel anything for a stranger, he'll just have to get to know her… but how?
He was left in deep thought as he stared blankly up in his plain white ceiling. How was he supposed to find her? She could be in any part of the world by now.
"Let's start of slow shall we?" he asked himself out loud as he glanced at the wall clock. 3:49. Upon realizing how late it was – or how early, whichever you prefer, he let himself drift off to sleep and the last thing he remembered was staring into those deep dark brown eyes that he seemed to not be able to forget.
Today was the first day of his search, and he couldn't help but feel nervous and excited. He woke up with a big smile on his face and it felt like there was no way it was going to disappear. He was ecstatic. He made his way to the bathroom and took a quick shower, making sure he'd look fresh and nice for later. He then slipped on his favourite faded jeans, a plain white T shirt, a blue cap and topped it off with his many accessories.
He had a good feeling about today.
He looked at the time. 10:00. He was all set and ready. Before going he made sure he had his phone and his wallet, just in case he'd be able to get her number and maybe treat her to a meal. Was he going over board and being too obsessive?
When he stepped outside of his apartment, he noticed two men carrying a black leather couch. Is someone moving in next door? He thought.
The apartment floor he lived in was deserted; nobody lived there apart from him so he was curious as to who his new neighbour was. When he was about to ask the two men, he remembered why he went out in the first place so he decided to just meet the new neighbour once they were settled in.
He went down the stairs and headed to the place he first met the stranger.
He had been waiting all day and his hopes were withering as the minute ticked by. Earlier, he was so sure he was going to see her today but now it was quite different. It's been a few hours already and he hasn't even eaten anything. He hasn't even moved from his spot for he was too scared that if he walked away, he'd miss her.
The sky already has some shades of purple and red and he couldn't help but feel it was time to go home. As if on cue, his stomach grumbled telling him that he should go home and with that, he stood up and headed home. Maybe today wasn't that day then.
He sighed. There was a frown on his face as he headed back to his apartment. Was he ever going to see her again?
He was about to go in his apartment when he noticed that there was a man standing outside the apartment next to him talking to someone. He recognized the man as one of the helpers this morning. Maybe they've finished moving the stuff in… I should pay my neighbour a visit. He watched as the man was handed a white envelope. He couldn't see anything for his new neighbour was standing just inside the apartment.
"Thank you Miss. If you ever move again, please contact us. We are always at your service." The middle aged man bowed goodbye and went. His neighbour was a lady.
When he noticed that the door was closing he walked towards it. He knocked and he didn't have to wait, for seconds later the door swung open revealing a girl.
She had brown hair that fell past her shoulder elegantly. Her lips were pink and plump. Her skin was smooth and she had the cutest little nose. She was wearing denim shorts that show cased her perfect legs and a white spaghetti strap top that hugged her curves perfectly. There was only one word to describe her: Stunning.
But those weren't the things that caught his eyes. What really stunned him were her eyes. They were a shade of dark brown and it was captivating.
And most importantly it was those same eyes that he couldn't forget – The ones that he couldn't get off his mind.
It was her – The stranger.
I found you.
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
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Also, if you guys are wondering on what Dara has been doing for the past few days, It shall be revealed on the next chapter. Other characters will also be revealed in the next chapter... Please look forward to it... :)
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