Hey Angel. //h.s//

//Fallingforyou II//

Grace's POV:

We head out the door and into the cold air of winter. The frost has begun to cover it's surroundings. December is all around us and my feet are slipping everywhere on the icy pavement. My arms wrap safely through Harry's, preventing me from falling on my arse. He sees my feet and lets out a slight laugh.

'What?' I laugh awkwardly back at him,
'You look like Bambi on ice, love'.
'Gee thanks' I mock,
'However it only makes you're more adorable' he says as he places his lips gently on my forehead. I close my eyes at the contact, he smiles and his indented cheeks appear.

'So, where are we going on this date?' I ask, trying to avoid silence.
'It's a surprise and no it's not ice skating. You aren't going ice skating for a long time, Bambi' he laughs at his own joke whilst my face stays straight, trying my hardest disguise the smile creeping up on me.
'Fine. But how long till we get there?' I ask again,
'Not long trust me' he walks to his black Range Rover and clicks the button to unlock it, the lights flash signalling that it is ready for us.

Harry doesn't waste anytime in opening my door and helping me in. His eyes glistening as I thank him with a nod. He returns the gesture and walks around to the driver's side.

The car journey wasn't necessarily quiet with Harry playing his 'car mixtape', he made it when he passed his test, it began filling the cracks where our voices should be travelling. I can hear his small voice singing along, it might as well be a hum because you can't work out the coherent sentences.

I'm so excited for the night,
All we need's my bike and your enormous house,
You said some day we might,
When I'm closer to your height,
'Til then we'll knock around, endlessly,
You're all I need.

I lower my gaze to my lap and smile, I stare at my pale hands fidgeting in my lap, picking at my red nail varnish. My small hands slightly shaking from the coldness, Harry notices this, reaching over, he places my hand underneath his on the gear stick, controlling me and the car as we bumble along the iced road. His hands instantly warming mine as the heating is turned up in the car. I nod again in thanks as no words seem to escape my lips. Harry doesn't say anything else, he just smiles. Is that all he does? Smile? Not that I'm complaining, I could just gaze at him all day, scanning his face, embracing it so that every blink I take I'll still remember every feature and non existent flaw on his perfect angelic face.

'Here we are' he says interrupting me from my thoughts, I still didn't recognise where we were. My mind was elsewhere, stuck on the bright star next to me in the car. 
'Where are we?' I ask, still confused as we were in the carpark by the looks of it.

'Just follow me' he says unbuckling and hopping out of his seat. I follow suit and unbuckle but before I could open my door, he was already there.
'Milady' he holds out his hand and I place my palm against his, with his fingers curling in with mine.

'Let's go' our fingers still intertwined we carry on walking, I pull my body closer to Harry as the cold embraces me. Wrapping itself in my flesh. We eventually see the long queue and head to the back, he lets out a slow puff and a deep breath. I squeeze his hand and grab his right, devouring his scent as I hold him close to my chest, hugging him.

'Can you tell me where we are now?'
'Nope' my patience wearing thin, I brush it off as I don't want to ruin today with Harry. It seems as if each time we meet, someone or something gets in the way.

The line starts going down and down, gradually we get closer and closer until we finally reach the front.

'2 adult tickets please' Harry asks the old man behind the counter,
'That'll be £32.50' he smiles at us both as Harry hands him his credit card,
'Harry I'll pay for my ticket, please let me' I disregard his kind act.
'Now what kind of date would I be if I let you pay?' He smirks and I just bite my lip.

'Exactly' he takes my silence as an answer and continues paying the gentleman behind the counter.

Heading in Harry wraps his arm around my shoulder, pulling me into him. We walk through this big, blue doors and my eyes are met with tanks all around me.

'Oh my god, you brought me to an aquarium'

Harry's POV:

I nod at the cheering girl, squealing with happiness. Continuing our walk we examine each tank, observing the different sea creatures.

'Did you know I have a fear of octopi'
'No, I did not' I laugh.
'Well now you do. Stop laughing it isn't funny, they're terrifying' she argues. Again, we are met with more blue doors and begin to walk through the glass tunnel exposing all the sea animals. She releases herself from my grip and I am met with an immediate cold feeling by my side where she once was.

She stands there, her hands fisted into her pockets, smiling contentedly. I didn't really care for coming here, I just thought it was original and that it would impress her. But just looking at her, watching her, gazing. I find myself enticed, her hands that were once in her pockets are now up against the glass tracing the directions all the fish swim in. Enticed with the way she smiles, the way she pulls her hair behind her ear when she's really concentrating. Just like she's doing now. Or the way her eyes earn a speck of blue when she's happy. The way her lips move, the way she speaks, the way they curve upwards involuntarily. I'm enticed with her.

I want her.
I need her.
I don't want to stop myself anymore.

Even when people surround her, her beauty somehow happens to radiate off them all. When I realise that I've lost her, my eyes widen in search for her. Angel. My angel. She can never be lost, when she is always found.

My body walks towards her, I spin her around and plant my lips upon hers. This kiss is different. This one consists of all my feelings, my passion, my love for her. I wrap my left arm around her waist and my right hand cups her face. Our lips mould together, no one battling for dominance. Just pure passion. I release our embrace and rest my forehead against hers.

I don't know how to feel anymore, I'm sick and tired of all these clichés. I'm sick and tired of saving people, of fixing them. If they needed to be save then I will give them the strength they need to do this. But I am not in love with her, I've only known her around 3 weeks. It's all going too quickly. I don't know how to feel anymore. I'm just seem to enjoy spending all my time with her.

You're all I need,
According to your heart,
My place is not deliberate,
Feeling of your arms,
I don't wanna be your friend,
I don't wanna kiss your neck
Don't you see me?
I, I think I'm falling, I'm falling for you,

Don't you need me?
I, I think I'm falling, I'm falling for you,
And on this night and in this light,
I think I'm falling, I'm falling for you,
Maybe you'll change your mind.