When I walked into school I saw the most beautiful, breathtaking girl that I've ever seen. I only saw her backside, because she wasn't facing me; but even that was so amazing, I thought the rest was beautiful as well. She had the best figure than any of these girls here by a long shot. Unfortunately Leonard was talking to her. I wondered what a nerd like that was doing talking to a fine girl like that. I began to walk toward them, and I noticed that Leonard began to grow seemingly more uncomfortable; nothing out of the ordinary. Leonard said goodbye, and walked away quickly. As I continued my path toward the girl, I smelled the most heavenly scent that I couldn't describe.
"Hey beautiful" I said as I stopped directly behind her.
It was when she turned around that I noticed the most beautiful green eyes. Somewhat like mine, but slightly feminine. They were oddly familiar. That's when I realized that they were the same green eyes I'd seen all my life, they were the same green that I grew up with. When I looked deeper I saw hurt, confusion, and terror. They held every frightening, mixed emotion that you could think of. But, for the first time, the only thing they weren't filled with were tears.
Samantha's P.O.V.
I was talking to Leonard reminiscing about old times, when suddenly he began acting all weird; somehow frightened.
"Hey gotta go, I'll catch up with you later" he said
"Um, yeah okay" I said kind of dumbstruck at what was really going on usually no one could break up a conversation between us two.
But, I decided to shrug it off and forget about it, but as I got my books out of my locker I couldn't help but think back on why Leonard looked so worried. What was wrong As I was closing my locker I noticed a shadow behind me that smelled of the intoxicating scent of mahogany and teakwood.
"Hey beautiful" a deep raspy voice spoke.
That voice, I remember that voice from somewhere. When I turned around to see who the voice belonged to, I suddenly remembered and was rendered speechless. I came face to face with a pair of green eyes, much like my own but they held a dark, dark past that not even the smartest of people could figure out. Those eyes had caused me so much pain over the years, but yet they held a much greater pain that no one could describe. I don't know how, but they make me feel so many emotions at once. Insecurity and Sadness. Pain and Anger. Worthlessness and Depression. These were the eyes of my childhood bully......
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Beautiful Green Eyes (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)
Fanfiction"Hey beautiful", I said as I stopped in front of her. It was then that I noticed the most beautiful, green eyes; somewhat like mine but slightly feminine. They were oddly familiar. That's when I realized that they were the same eyes I'd seen all my...