Darkness of Night

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Arya's POV

“Arya, that someone also told me that darkness scares the children and darkness is habitat of fear and told me that darkness can never be beautiful. Well, I want her to know that this darkness, will never scare kids but inspire them to beautify others. I want her to know that darkness is not habitat of fear but it's the habitat of beauty.” He stated like an expert.

And his every word made me more speechless than I already was.

Compelling me to think everything from a new way, Inspiring me to see this world in a different sight. His words were making me feel like darkness was the most beautiful thing ever which I never realized. His words came through his lips and entered into my soul.

And I listened carefully without even blinking my eyes.

“Ah! Yes Arya, I remembered that, that someone also told me that darkness can never be beautiful but look at this, Do you think this is ugly?" He questioned me.

And I just lowered my head in shame. I was ashamed of myself for thinking that darkness was ugly and comparing myself to it. Darkness can never be ugly. I just never saw the beauty inside it. I never had those eyes which could see beauty in it. And that was why I didn’t utter a word and just remained silent like the night was.

He looked at me and then with the help of his fingertips and thumb he lifted my chin. So, that he could glance in my eyes. My eyes filled with embarrassment met with his eyes filled with pride. His gaze was soft as like always.

He just looked at me for some seconds carefully. Looking deep in my eyes and smiling softly. Blinking his eyes in kindness. I could feel his warm breaths smashing on my lips, giving my heart a deep ache, but he didn’t know that I could feel his breaths.

“You told me you are darkness. Yes, you are! But, you aren’t just any darkness. You are the darkness of night.”

He spoke as his warm breaths tingled my lips stinging them sweetly and his proud eyes sank deep in mine.

“You are darkness of night. Just like the night, you are mysterious, just like the night, you are silent, just the like night you are graceful and just like the night you are alluring. Everyone accuses night for being shameless, but nobody sees it beauty just like nobody sees yours. But that doesn’t mean you are not beautiful. You are gorgeous the way you are. You don’t have to prove that to others but tell it to yourself. So, don’t you dare to call yourself ugly, Okay.” He stated to me in his concerned, mild warm and tingly voice, creating jitter in the back of my heels.

He might have not kissed me but his words kissed my lips. And his words also kissed every part of my soul and left me breathless, vulnerable but feeling beautiful for the first time.

He moved just a little bit more closer to my face and glanced into my eyes more closely. I was totally under his control unable to speak anything and unable to do anything besides gazing into his eyes and let him do whatever he wanted. He kept staring into my eyes like he was reading a poem in there.

He smiled like he caught something interesting about me in that poem.

“If you call yourself ugly again.” He stopped for a moment and then whispered in a deep, low voice.

"Then, I will not tolerate it because you don't have any right to say that." He continued like he had the right on me. Like I was his precious thing.

I wondered why it felt like he just teased me? Every inch of my body went on fire in that chilly night. My ears became blazing hot and red. I could feel their warmth. Blood rushed to my cheeks making them pinkish. I felt shy that I couldn’t even breath but I was still looking into his eyes unable to take my eyes away from his eyes. I wondered what the hell was happening with me? My heart became maniac beating like it was practicing to be a drummer in a concert.

I just tried to tolerate all those strange sensations in my body that I felt for the first time. All those sensations which were making me do something which could be wrong.

After a few seconds he left my chin and moved a bit away from me. He also looked away from me. He was trying to control his smile. But, I could see he wasn’t able to.

His ears and cheeks were looking a shade of red too. He and I both were avoiding eye contact with each other. Trying to avoid each other like we are the kids who are trying to avoid their parents during a romantic scene in the movie.

“Well, I think we should go back now.” He said looking in another direction. He got up and started to leave but I held his hand from behind. His mildly warm hand. His fingers, I clutched them tightly. He stopped and turned around to look at me while I was looking at him like a pet urging her master to not go.

“Can we spend some more time here? I also want to ask some questions to you as well. So, can we stay here?” I asked him innocently.

“Sure, why not?” he shrugged his shoulders with a grin plastered on his face.

“Actually, what I am gonna ask you is a bit weird? But I want to ask you so that I get my answers.” I stated with nervousness.

“It’s okay you can ask me anything.” He comforted me and sat beside me.

“Actually, I want to ask that from childhood till now, I don’t like anyone touching me. Even if they touch me by mistake, I just hate it. I usually get scared or anxious when something like that happens. Then why don’t I feel in the same way when you touch me? I feel relaxed when you touch me. I feel comforted, I don’t feel scared or anxious. Why is that?” I confessed my feelings in front of him.

“Also, I don’t tell anyone my feelings except you. It’s not that I want to be secretive or something. I just feel scared. I don’t know why I can’t trust anyone. I feel like something will happen, something b-a-d, something, so-m-ething li-k-e...” I stammered in anxiety finding the right words to explain myself.

“Something like they will break your trust, break your heart.” He completed my sentence. He understood what I wanted to convey better than me. I always felt fear but never knew exactly what I was afraid of? He even told me my exact fear. And hearing his words made me lost control over myself and I became emotional. Tears started raining from my eye.

To be continued...

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