Harsha 's POV :-

Speed Driving gives me Thrill , Thrill is what keeps me going from my day to day life . If not for these little adventures , I am as good as dead .

Well , I know somewhere in my adventure of speeding Thrill , I am looking for a kill .

" Who would want to live a life like mine ? " I think scoffing and speed the gear of my bike . Though the roads are wet and slippery , I have got hold of the gears . It's because I have twelve years of practice in driving on these slippery roads of Ooty ...

It feels like I am breaking the threshold of Air barriers and going towards my destination which I am not aware of . This feeling never gets old , it's always the same ....

In the thoughts of my unknown destination , I slow down my bike feeling low again and that's when I notice a white sweater angel lost at a little distance from me .

She seemed to be confused at first , irritated and a scowl was plastered on her face pretty face .

" Who's she ? "

" What is she doing here ? "

" From last twelve years not a single habitant or a tourist has come here . That is the reason this place has been my personal paradise . But why has she come ? "

All these questions clog and choke my brain with unwanted thinking .

I don't know how much time passed by , as I kept watching the changing expressions on her face . Especially her eyes and lips which seemed to change with her every thought .

I start enjoying her mash-up of expressions , smiling to myself . I don't know when was the last time I had smiled , shaking my head at her ability to make me smile , I decide to leave her as she isn't good for my health .

Anything that creates emotions in me isn't good for my health . Because then I'll get attached and then obsessed with them which will end in my disappointment .

But then , I notice her scowl turn into disappointment and then she seemed to be one step behind crying .

I don't know why but I couldn't see her like that and sighing , I zip up my leather jacket over my broad shoulders and then put on the helmet which was hanged to my handle until now . Good thing , I carry my helmet everywhere .

I wouldn't want people scared and running away from me . After closing the helmet 's glass I slowly drive towards her .

Driving slowly , I try detecting the reason for her tears of disappointment . But , I find none . On seeing me her traitorous tears drops from her left eye .

I don't know if that tear was of happiness or because of holding it from too long .

I apply a break and look at her from head to toe and what I noticed made me think if I should laugh at her or kill her for making me worry .

" Why do you care ? " My brain mocked me and just like that I stilled .

Yes , why do I care ? That too for a stranger whom I don't even know . In fact why am I feeling ? I've never felt any emotion . At least not after that day ....

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Ishitha 's POV :

My Break couldn't have started in such a rough way , I think dejected as I pull my luggage but then my thoughts are proved wrong because my sandal heel breaks .

" This heel had to break just now ? " I think irritated with a scowl on my face . I glare at the sandal .

" As if your glare would attach the sandal back , " my mind says making me sigh . Why do I have to endure all these ?

I mean first the narrow unused street , then me carrying luggage and now , my heel has broken . May be I shouldn't have thought about this Plan ...

Tears pool in my eyes but I control not letting it flow but then like a magic , I see my Guardian Angel coming towards me .

No not from the sky but in Royal Enfield . As many books portray , this angel didn't wear a white robe instead he had a black leather jacket and black pant on him .

Instead of a crown he had a helmet on his head . He seemed to be my modern Guardian Angel .

I know I shouldn't trust a stranger to be my Angel but at this moment he is like a ray of hope in my darkness .

I think it's a sign from God showing me my destination . A tear slips out my eyes seeing him slow down the bike near me .

" Everything okay Miss ? " He asks me in his deep husky voice , stopping his bike in front of me . His voice creates a havoc in my celibate system . I never thought that I would find a
guy 's voicE so attractive .

I wish he could remove his helmet and show me his face ....

Soon my trance breaks as he waves his hand in front of my face trying to gain my attention .

I Couldn't have spaced out again ...
This is so embarrassing . I wish the ground could open and pull me in ........

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