Love. A word that means different things to different beings. Sometimes taken as a feeling while other times as a promise. Something that is expected in all kinds of relationships. The absence of which doesn't spare the end of any bond.A powerful tool that conquers and moulds hearts so much so that it influences its own beat. A mood that either makes you fly of happiness or cringe in pain confusing even the most intelligent organ of the body.

"Someone's getting all touchy." He teased and she pinched him for the double standard statements he was making."You're slimy." She said taking her hands off his chest slowly and examined the virtual slime in her hands to which he just laughed. She felt something tingle inside her stomach. Maybe that's what they meant when they say you get butterflies in your stomach. "Stop laughing." She said laughing herself when his phone rang.

"Booo!" Ronan screamed at her ears and Anya simply rolled her eyes at him. "Evasive. That's sexy." He said resting his elbow on the car's door."Being evasive by calling me evasive. Now, that's even more sexier." Anya said derisively tapping gently at the tip of his nose."What?" His face twisted with confusion.

Ronan cleared his throat rather conspicuously. "What kind of sorcery was that?" Anya exclaimed with excitement and exhilaration.Ronan laughed and explained the physics behind it. "It's nothing but three dimensional imaging of a movie with wind and sound effects making it appear real. The only difference and the important difference is that this happens in open space where there's sunlight.""Why is this place forsaken then?" Anya's brows s

"Morning, Moonlight." Ronan's voice sweeped gently through her ears waking her up. He was busy pushing the curtains to the sides when she peaked through her eyelids. Anya squeezed her eyes shut as the light was too strong for her sleepy eyes to adjust. "Moonlight?" A yawn escaped her lips as she tried to straighten up. "I bet you haven't heard that before!" He said excited jumping onto the bed and suddenly insecurities that she wasn't even aware of presented themself before her making her squirm in the bed. She had just woken up and there were high chances of her hair looking like a forest which seemed like the least of her worries when she thought about her bad breath and crusty eyes. She couldn't help but wonder how cleaned and fresh he looked with his wet hair. She tried her best to stay at a distance from him as she slowly reached for her eyes to clean the crust