Chapter six

•Third-person pov•

Never in a million years did Kayla thought that one single touch she shared with a strange would ever keep her awake while the night still danced young and beautiful above the world but it did.

Here she is staring at the white wall of her room as her mind wasn't letting her sleep for even a second, cause as soon as she closed her eyes shut to try to sleep, two beautiful eyes she clearly remember perfectly shines right before his eyes taking her breath away ever single time they pop up in her mind.

There was just something about them something she quite didn't know how to describe but they kept her up tonight,

to her surprise her mind shifted from the stranger's perfect blue eyes to his face like he was staring at her right now his face just appeared in front hers, she gulps sharply as she tried to keep breathing he look real, so real that she even moved her hand to touch his face to make herself believe that he isn't here because to her her imagination was getting out hands.

"Ah see he isn't here" she said to herself as she exhaled the air she didn't know she was holding in till now, she moved herself from the sleeping position to sitting up as she raffles her own her out of frustration he isn't here which means good right? Then why is she feeling like this? Why is her heart tightening inside her chest right now? for what reason is she feeling guilty for she haven't even done anyone any harm in her entire life.

She grabs a pillow beside

her and throw it away aggressively angry and annoyed at herself is she

really Up this late because a random stranger she by mistake meet? Someone who is probably just a pass by in her life? Laughable isn't it

How a single stranger is capable of this it's not like

she never touched any male before in her life let's take her best friend for example how many times did she touch him? Many time how many times did she hug him tightly in her life? Well countless times SO.. What's so new with him? A stranger she never meet before a stranger whom she wouldn't probably meet if Sarah wasn't on her week and was in such a pain and Kayla didn't have to go to the shop to get her chocolate!.

"not everyone is him dear" a voice she well recognized said one she didn't hear for

days now, one that actually made her take herself as someone who gone crazy

" who is there?" Kayla asked looking around the room and her eyes landed on her closed two windows as her eyes widened in surprise where did that voice come from? Her windows and room door both closed "I don't need the windows nor the door to enter love let's just call it a ahmm gift for now"

The voice said to her leaving Kayla's body shaking "h-how?" She asked in shaking voice clearly asked how that voice knew about what she thought of "-can I hear you? Do I really need to remind you that I'm you again?" The voice sassily said not getting any movement from Kayla and now she understood that they voice come from no where is but

her head " am Really going crazy ! Aren't I?" She asked herself in a gasp touching her face and her arms in shook did she really go crazy? To her surprise a laugher snapped her of her own little thoughts

"Oh gosh no why

you are so cute?" The voice asked still laughing but the voice tone completely come out teasingly making Kayla roll her eyes yes in craziness, this is seriously to much first the strange male now the unknown voice is speaking to her once again yeah she is completely going crazy and she doesn't need to hear that from anyone to know that.

She got her phone from the bedside and without a second thought called who she wanted to call not letting

them even speak a word as she yelled " meet me at the park in 10 minutes" with that she got of the bed to get ready.

She couldn't understand what's happening

to her to let me tell you she wasn't liking

it at all, not even a tiny bit.

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Ina place far away home a single guitar still played inside a place of wildness , all though the music from downstairs banged into the walls and the screamings from the people in the party was loud it was nothing compared to what the guitar sang away in notes.

To be honest it's sound like something it always beautifully played but the difference this time was only was it has deeper meaning almost as fake but beautiful fairytale book.

A meaning of a feeling where only one place in our body could describe a place where most of the people never touch, just lucky ones do. A moment of paradise of the music went but after the beautiful melody of the guitar stoped soft an angelic humming voice of the owner of the night followed making the the song more completed and the sky smile.

Soon the silence filled the room as only the few noises from outside house of party was heard, suddenly a phone starts ringing as if it's knew the quietness around here but it got the attention of the male in the room, he puts the guitar down carefully moving away from the chair he sat on to the bed where he threw his phone on early as soon as he got the phone he looked screen and answered the phone even tho he was confused why this person would call him now "what-" before he even got to say anything or complete his sentence a very noisy voice cut him off.