Chapter:-21

Light's P.O.V

"Hey! Wake up. It's 9." This was the fourth time Harry had yelled those words.I didn't want him to again shout in my ears. So I sat up.

"Now,it's ten. Wake up," He again said.

Throwing a pillow on him, "I am up and it's still nine."

"Why are you all dressed up?" I yawed words.

"Get ready. We are going out," It was Liam with a grin.

I asked them, where we were going but they didn't know themselves. They said that we would just drive here and there and if we find a good place to hangout then it would be our luck. I tried to wake Louis up but he didn't budge. So me, Niall, Harry and Liam headed out. 

All my life I thought kidnappers keep their captives in small dirty room with hands and legs tied up. Early days I thought my condition would be the same and I would be locked up into a room where there was no light. It was funny, how everything grew opposite. Yeah! I got beaten times to times but it was never near to, what it was back  home.

My heartbeat escalated when Niall took an unexpected turn. Everyone was shocked but Naill filled the air with laughter. I think he planed it all.

"It was fun. Wasn't it?" He asked up while chuckling.

"Shut up,your insane. What if we would have been crashed?" I yelled at top of my lungs.

"Whoa! Light. You have changed. I didn't expect this from you." 

"What change?" I sunk back into the seat.

"If Niall had done that two weeks before. You wouldn't have reacted. But look now," Harry explained.

 For that I didn't have words. So I forced my gaze to look out of the window....

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Minutes passed but in my head I couldn't believe that I was really changing. That thing I had never imagined. I didn't have imagined to get kidnapped one day and God would bring me into a better place. Where I was slowly unraveling the blames I had been tied with. I was letting the regrets and past unsnarl. I felt like I had worn ballerina shoes and after years I was untying them.

We were driving along the highway road. Window on my side flashed me fields which were about to harvest and on the other site, it was open green ground. Windows were let down and raw air let itself in like the car was an open house. Though for her it was. I couldn't manage my hair. I tried to fix them but wind had a different decision.

"Here," Harry gave we a rubber band.
I thanked him with a smile and he returned it. "Did you ever, thought of cutting them?" He asked pointing to my hair.

"Not cutting but I want to shave it one day," I spoke truth.

"I would never do that," he replied in disgust.

"Who's asking you to do?" I sneered.

After few more jokes  and forcing myself to believe that I could count myself into a normal human. We stopped in front of a diner. Inside the car, I could just see the pleasant whether but when I hopped off, I felt it. 

Same wind, which invaded between my hair strands before. Was  kissing my skin. It was raw but soft. Sun that hung up, sent warmth and the delicious smell from diner gave it a touch.

Afresh are plan was to eat there and then head to the road again but we overheard a family speaking about a river bank they went to. I asked them, where it was and as the luck was on our side. It was half an hour away. So, we got the food packed and drove to the river, singing the song with childhood stories and teen mistakes.

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Grass had embraced the perfect shade of green and sky had blue with snow clouds, to whom wind puffed forward and sides. We walked towards the river, carrying food.

"All I want to sleep now," Liam's words followed his yawn.He placed the package down and literarily laid to sleep.

"Hey! Hey! You can't sleep. We didn't drive all the way from Bruges to here. So, you could sleep," Harry said and then sat on him.

He jumped on him like a little brother does every morning, to wake the elder. But Liam didn't budge, I thought he was really tired.Then we took our own steps to different direction. Harry was already half a way to climb a tree. Niall  was examining few weeds and I moved closer to the river. It was shallow, I could see the gravels and few small fishes. There were few unique shaped gravels and some had faded colors. I walked into it, the cold water casted  me shrills. The fishes that passed my feet, tickled and gravels were sloppy but I some how crossed the shallow river.

Wandered with my bare feet. First those fishes were tickling me then grass. I couldn't come up with an idea to get myself busy like others.  I laid down to accept the warmth of sun freely. I was enjoying the couthy atmosphere. Subsequently something dropped on my nose. It was hard and then fell aside. I shifted my gaze to left and detected it was a Dragonfly.

All  my childhood I failed to catch them and that day it landed on me. It laid still on the ground and for seconds I just watched it laying down and then I finally picked it.  It was dead...

I wanted to show it to everyone, I treasured it in my palms and ran towards them. I almost fell in river but managed my balance and continued my run.

"Naill, Niall !! Look what I got," I said while showing him the dragonfly.

"What's exciting in this, Light. Duh!!" He was dull.

"Didn't you play with them in childhood?" He asked.

"No, I could never catch them. I was scared of them," I confessed.

"What? How can someone be scared of this," he was astonished.

"I thought it would bite me." To my reply he just chuckled.

Later on, I went to Harry and showed him too. I was so, excited that I wanted to tell that to the whole world. Liam was still asleep so I had  to force him up. I showed him the fly too. He gave me the same reaction as others and I had to tell him the same story.

"Why were you so, tired in morning?" I questioned.

"I had wild sex with Ida's brother,"Liam confessed with a blush.

"Ida has a brother? I didn't met him yesterday." 

"He came in morning to give some guns to her." he said.

It was falling noon and we all turned hungry but the taste of food increased the appetite. After our over eaten lunch, we decided to go back. I had eaten to much that puking was the last option. Liam and Harry made my fun but Niall was nice to help me with water.

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Night was slipping in when we reached back. I followed Harry as he entered the door. But no sooner did I laid my gaze straight than my heart slipped. Louis on couch with Ida on his lap.