Harshavardhan's POV :

Her hold on my shoulder only tightens as my Bullet roars to life . It would usually take three minutes to reach her address but I make the ride a comfortable eight minutes long , so that she has a memorable first two - wheeler ride .

" A memorable ride for her ? Or for You ? " My conscious asks me smirking , which I ignore successfully .

I never thought that I would offer a ride for a girl let alone a stranger ...

As we near her cottage , my heart feels heavy . I don't know what this instant connection is all about .

I put off the ignition as we reach her holiday cottage . She doesn't get down immediately but I hear her gasp looking at the small cottage in front of her . I refrain myself from turning behind to take in her emotions . I don't want to have an attachment after so long ...

But my duffer heart doesn't cooperate with my brain and on its order I steal few glances at her from the side mirror of my bullet .

" It's beautiful , " she whispers and gets down the bike in her grace . I could see a complete change in her demeanor from few seconds back .

A girl who was scared to get on the bike , should also be scared to get off it , right ? But her excitement on seeing this secluded cottage overpowered her fear .

I give her few seconds to herself to observe her surroundings before going back to my routine . I don't know if I can meet this angel again ...

" You can , " my heart whispers excitedly ...

" But you shouldn't , " my brain reminds me and I sigh closing my eyes trying to make my resolve to never meet her again .

" She's better without me and I wouldn't want to become a reason for her disappointment ... "

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Ishitha 's Pov :

This  place is so amazing , " It's beautiful , " I whisper getting down from the bike . I don't even realise that I've got down the giant ...

The cottage was just the way , I had seen in the photograph . Even more better as I wasn't looking at it with so much interest .

I turn a 360° and look at the secluded area . There were only three cottages , separated by good amount of distance . It was completely different from my apartment in Hyderabad ...

" Thank-you so much for driving me here , " I tell my guardian angel .

I don't see any reaction in him . Even though he gives any facial reaction , I wouldn't be able to see .

" His helmet is covering his gorgeous face . I wish he would take it out , Once ... " My heart wishes and my brain smirks at my karma .

There were few times in past when I didn't show my face covered in my scarf to anyone just because I didn't want my skin to get polluted . Though this city is free of pollution , my guardian angel isn't showing me his face . " Karma is really a Bitch ... "

" I should go now , " He murmurs softly . So soft that I wouldn't have heard it if I weren't standing near him .

Hearing his words my excitement falls off . How I wish he would be like other guys to hit on me . But then , I wouldn't have given him a second glance ...

" Do you want to come over ? " I ask . My voice desperate to keep his company .

" I have work to do , "  he says brushing off the the topic rudely as if I have caused him a huge loss .

Technically , he has wasted his time by helping me . But , my heart hurts hearing him brush off me . I didn't expect him to actually behave rude with me .

May be I am over thinking ...

I shouldn't be thinking so much in my holidays ..

" Okay ! Bye and once again thank-you for helping me , " I say putting my hand forward for a hand shake and a smile adorning my plump lips .

He pulls out his  gloves from his hands and gives my hand a firm shake . Tingles run down through my spine as his warm hands come in contact with my hand .

He hands me my bag and I take it quietly . I turn over and go inside without giving him a second glance .

I refrain myself from turning and pulling out his helmet just to get a glimpse of his face .

As I reach the door of the cottage , I put my bag down and take out my diary again .

Flipping the pages , I come across the page where an OTP is written . Yesterday , after I had paid for this cottage , I received an OTP number which will be the password key for opening the door until the deadline , after which the OTP key will be changed again .

I actually liked this idea . Now I have to remember only four digits and I don't have to worry about misplacing my keys which happen very often ..

I type the password on the lock and the door opens giving me a view of the paradise that will be my home for two weeks . Strange , how in an instant this cottage became my home and my apartment and mansion back there could never make me feel home .

I sigh and look behind me to see my guardian angel starting the bike and driving off .

But why didn't he leave after I took my bags and turned away ?

" Because he's a gentleman , " my heart whispers and I smile awaiting to meet him again .

" This time don't forget to ask his name , " my brain mocks which I ignore inhaling the woody smell of the living room ....

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