Alice's POV
I open my curtains to see yet another foggy day in London. I stroll to the bathroom in my lazy pants and a white Aeropostale shirt , wiping sleep off my face and brushing my long honey brown hair to the side. I throw on a cute outfit and put on barely any makeup,no one to impress, today im taking a day off and going to go to the park and clear my mind, as I started to walk down the stairs to the lobby there he was, staring at me, his dark green eyes eyes burning a hole right through me. I stared right back at him, he was beautiful a mop of messy curls, his perfect jaw line and light pink lips.staring at me. He walked up to me and just crashed his lips into mine it at this point I was in the hallway with his hips grinding up against mine pushing me into the wall I ran my hand through his curls "looking extra cute today, 2b"(A/N 2b is her apartment number )He whisperd in a low-raspy voice that sent shivers down my spine. I didn't say a word I was in shock. "No words?" He mutterd "okay, well can you at least tell me your name?" while making a trail from my neck to my lips. "Alice" I managed to whisper "yours?" "Harry" he replied.
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FanfictionHer eyes lost their beautiful bright green shine, they were dark with fear. she was terrified,she looked so vulnerable as if you touched her in that moment she shatter into a million pieces. I never want to see her like that again,especially in the...
