Chapter:-26

Louis's P.O.V

Shades of orange modeled up on the horizon with a sparkling wind invading my sweater. Dusty roof I sat on, thwart nostrils to breath deep.

I came up there, when sun was slowly unfolding itself up and stars spreading covers. With my thoughts inscribing on dust but it was rumbling in nerve fibers.

Am I doing it Right?

Am I along the right road?

Should I change the way I am walking?

Or should I change the ROAD?

Embracing heedfulness, stood up to head down. The stairs that leads down were left to Sparrow's room.

She was asleep. Blanket almost touched the floor and it could barely cover her skin. Mouth slightly opened and hands as usual joined together under her head.Playing with her fingertips, I stayed there for minutes. A questioned uncovered again and again. 'Is it a Lima Syndrome?'Fear had found its newer height in me. I didn't want it to be just a syndrome; which will fade away with medicines and time.

Then..

Defeating the window glass, the sunshine enlightened on our joined fingertips."I don't care. If it is a syndrome or not. But I love the fireflies, that this feeling gives me." Whispering the words I escaped my steps from the room.

Not my Heart..