《HOME FOR MY HEART |KL Rahul Fanfiction|》36. Another chance?
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I just reached the hotel.
While the security and my bouncers guided me in, paparazzis threw questions at me.
"Shyra ma'am, when are you flying back to California?" One of them asked.
"I haven't decided yet. Currently on a break." I told him.
"Sources say that you've signed for a project with Dharma Productions." Another paparazzi said.
"If there's something like that, you'll get to know soon." I answered.
"How did you cope up with your break up with Rahul?" Another asked.
I just smiled at him.
"Do you both still talk to each other?" He continued.
I didn't answer.
Walking through my way, I reached the entrance of the hotel.
"Shyra ma'am picture."
"Ma'am one picture, please."
I stood for a few pictures before walking in.
Shaking my head, recalling all those stupid questions asked by the paparazzi, I looked up.
Surprisingly, Virat, Anushka, Hardik, Rahul and Rohit were here.
"Heyy!" Anushka said, hugging me.
"Hi." I chuckled.
"How come you guys are here?" I added.
"Well, the other three just checked-in. Virat and I wanted some time together, so we checked-in too." She smiled.
"Uhuh? Some time together?" I teased, chuckling.
"Heyy, kid." Virat said, hugging me.
"Hi." I chuckled.
"Nice show out there." He smiled.
"Thank you."
Pretty soon, Hardik, Rohit and Rahul came over to where we were standing.
I said hello to them.
"Uh.. I need to go. Got some work." I smiled at them.
I bid them goodbye, and walked to my room.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I rested my head on my palm.
I let out a breath I've been holding for a long time.
After spending a good thirty minutes in the shower, I changed into a pair of pjs and a tee.
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I checked the time, it was 1:30 a.m.
The pool view was very much visible from my room. There was no one near the pool, and so I decided to go down.
Dipping my legs in the pool, I looked up at the sky.
The moon looked beautiful with the stars shining in the dark sky.
"The day we met
Frozen I held my breath
Right from the start
I knew that I'd found a home for my heart
...beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I'm afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow"
I sang, looking up at the sky.
"I should probably make a cover of 'A Thousand Years'." I mumbled to myself.
"You definitely should."
I turned my face to see Rahul standing right behind me.
He then sat beside me, dipping his legs into the pool.
"You really have a nice voice." He said.
"Thanks for noticing too soon."
He chuckled at my sarcasm.
"Shyra, I'm sorry." He started.
"Rahu-"
"No Shyra, please listen to me."
I stayed silent.
"I know whatever I said that night, isn't forgivable. But I just want us to give another chance to this relationship. To us." He told me.
"And trust me, Shy, I'm really sorry for whatever happened that night. I know I shouldn't have done or said any of those, but I really am sorry..."
He paused.
"Shy, I know you've cried for me, I know you've missed me. You even tried to mend our relationship. I'm just sorry for being a stubborn dumbfuck back then. But trust me, Shy, I've missed you every single day. I even realised my mistake and wanted to talk to you, but I couldn't. I didn't have the guts to call you after that night. I know it's your career. It needs you to do things, even if you don't want to. I'm just sorry."
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He breathed out.
I didn't say anything.
Both of us stayed silent for a couple of minutes.
"I'm sorry too." I said, breaking the silence.
"I shouldn't have forgotten to text you about it." I told him.
"I'm sorry for overreacting." He said.
I chuckled at him.
"So you won't overreact again?" I asked.
"Never." He said, shaking his head.
I smiled at him.
"And what if you do?" I asked.
"I wouldn't. I've understood how important you are to me, how important your presence is in my life." He said.
Silence enveloped us again.
A peaceful silence this time.
I felt him holding my hand, and I let him, not pulling away.
"So..."
He started.
I looked at him.
"Are we giving us another chance?"
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