The Way You Look Tonight
Musee d'Orsay
After we went to the Arc de Triomphe, we moved to the Musee d'Orsay. Wow. All the paintings, statue and other works of arts from some of the greatest artists in the world were here like Monet, Manet, Degas, Renoir, Cezanne, Seaurat. Sisley, Gauguin, and Van Gogh. The arts all fascinated me from within. They all shimmered from my eyes. They are so beautiful and amazing.
Musee d'Orsay:
"Harry. It's so beautiful." I said as I stared the scenery from the huge clock in front of us.
He held up both of my hands and grinned on me. He cleared his throat before speaking. I waited for him to speak as I pressed a huge smirk on him too.
"You're more beautiful for me, Laine." He said in a seriousl fucking tone who run from my ears so fast.
I broke the eye contact on him and walked forwards. I don't want to expect something from Harry but, seriously I can see something witihin his eyes that I don't know. A feeling of care for me? Uh, his hands were shaking as he complimented the sentence to me. Is there's more something deeper with that?
Suddenly, as I stared a majestic painting seemingly a girl and a child on it, a hand attached on my waist. I quickly turned my back and saw Harry grinning on me. It felt my body tensed up so I rolled my eyes and continued to stare every detail of the painting.
Painting:
I felt Harry's head attached on my ears.
"One day you'll carry a child of me." He said in a soft but clear tone.
I rolled my eyes again on him and approached the next painting. The shit followed me. Oh my God. It feels me awkward and a bit uncomfortable now. The words of Harry from my mind were running back and forth. I felt my heart beated fast. I am cold. I don't know...
"Why aren't you talking to me?" He said giving me a huge dying smirk from his angelic face.
"You're weird.. Come on now Harry. We've finished seeing them already." I asked him, tugging his huge arms from the door.
I noticed that we spend a lot time in the Arc de Triomphe and Musee d'Orsay. It's getting dark now.. As we hopped on the car, Harry drove both of us to a restaurant near the museum. The Seine River is so beautiful,. It shines from the shimmering lights of Paris.
"Harry, we have a lots of pictures now. Oh my God. You're a cupcake!!! I teased as I am staring my DSLR camera, laughing out loud.
"Ugh, okay I know I am a cupcake but please stop screaming, I'll lick you." He said as he turned his face on me.
I groaned again on him and turned on his radio. I closed my eyes for a while, relaxing from Ed Sheeran's songs playing.
Musee d'Orsay:
"Harry. It's so beautiful." I said as I stared the scenery from the huge clock in front of us.
He held up both of my hands and grinned on me. He cleared his throat before speaking. I waited for him to speak as I pressed a huge smirk on him too.
"You're more beautiful for me, Laine." He said in a seriousl fucking tone who run from my ears so fast.
I broke the eye contact on him and walked forwards. I don't want to expect something from Harry but, seriously I can see something witihin his eyes that I don't know. A feeling of care for me? Uh, his hands were shaking as he complimented the sentence to me. Is there's more something deeper with that?
Suddenly, as I stared a majestic painting seemingly a girl and a child on it, a hand attached on my waist. I quickly turned my back and saw Harry grinning on me. It felt my body tensed up so I rolled my eyes and continued to stare every detail of the painting.
Painting:
I felt Harry's head attached on my ears.
"One day you'll carry a child of me." He said in a soft but clear tone.
I rolled my eyes again on him and approached the next painting. The shit followed me. Oh my God. It feels me awkward and a bit uncomfortable now. The words of Harry from my mind were running back and forth. I felt my heart beated fast. I am cold. I don't know...
"Why aren't you talking to me?" He said giving me a huge dying smirk from his angelic face.
"You're weird.. Come on now Harry. We've finished seeing them already." I asked him, tugging his huge arms from the door.
I noticed that we spend a lot time in the Arc de Triomphe and Musee d'Orsay. It's getting dark now.. As we hopped on the car, Harry drove both of us to a restaurant near the museum. The Seine River is so beautiful,. It shines from the shimmering lights of Paris.
"Harry, we have a lots of pictures now. Oh my God. You're a cupcake!!! I teased as I am staring my DSLR camera, laughing out loud.
"Ugh, okay I know I am a cupcake but please stop screaming, I'll lick you." He said as he turned his face on me.
I groaned again on him and turned on his radio. I closed my eyes for a while, relaxing from Ed Sheeran's songs playing.
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