Broken Hearts And Dirty Windows
Prologue
Harrys POV
As I lay beside her my heartbeat quickens, taking in the image of the beautiful girl that lay peacefully sleeping next to me.
The light shinning through the blinds, streaming across her golden body making it sparkle from the suns rays. Her long brown curls cascading down her body.
Drawing aimlessly on her back I start to think about how much she means to me, yet she has no idea.
I love her, that much I am sure of. I mean she's the only girl who has ever made me feel his way - lost when I'm not with her and undeniably happy when I am. Just the thought of her makes me smile. The way when she’s nervous she bites her lip which is undoubtedly sexy, and whenever I compliment her she always blushes, her cheeks turning a gorgeous crimson. I'll admit when I first saw her I thought 'fuck she's hot' I mean all the boys did but there's more to people than just their looks, she proves that. She's everything a boy could want beautiful, funny, intelligent and there's nothing more that I want then to be able to call her mine. It just kills me that I know she doesn't feel the same.
She always said to me that we were never going to be anything serious, in her words 'just abit of fun' of course at first it seemed like the perfect relationship to have with a girl. I got to talk to her like a friend but then have amazing sex at the end of day. I could never imagine though how much my feelings would change towards her. Me being my usual cocky self thought that if anyone would fall in love it would her. How wrong was I. I am completely in love with someone who doesn't love me back.
But I'm going to change that, that much is true.
As I lay beside her my heartbeat quickens, taking in the image of the beautiful girl that lay peacefully sleeping next to me.
The light shinning through the blinds, streaming across her golden body making it sparkle from the suns rays. Her long brown curls cascading down her body.
Drawing aimlessly on her back I start to think about how much she means to me, yet she has no idea.
I love her, that much I am sure of. I mean she's the only girl who has ever made me feel his way - lost when I'm not with her and undeniably happy when I am. Just the thought of her makes me smile. The way when she’s nervous she bites her lip which is undoubtedly sexy, and whenever I compliment her she always blushes, her cheeks turning a gorgeous crimson. I'll admit when I first saw her I thought 'fuck she's hot' I mean all the boys did but there's more to people than just their looks, she proves that. She's everything a boy could want beautiful, funny, intelligent and there's nothing more that I want then to be able to call her mine. It just kills me that I know she doesn't feel the same.
She always said to me that we were never going to be anything serious, in her words 'just abit of fun' of course at first it seemed like the perfect relationship to have with a girl. I got to talk to her like a friend but then have amazing sex at the end of day. I could never imagine though how much my feelings would change towards her. Me being my usual cocky self thought that if anyone would fall in love it would her. How wrong was I. I am completely in love with someone who doesn't love me back.
But I'm going to change that, that much is true.
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