Break me free

chapter one

harry~

I watched her, her body caged around the novel she clutched tightly in her hands as she turned the delicate page of her fictional fantasy with a look of hope in her bright blue orbs as they scanned over the page. I watched her, her pretty face hidden behind the depths of the pages, she was trapped. A lonely sole hiding away from the people that moved away from her. Oblivious to this she carried on losing her self in her book. I looked further into her eyes, she glanced up in alarm as our eyes met for the first time, I sensed the chemistry. I looked past the blue orbs that drew me in to notice she was crying. Those crystal orbs shimmered with dew and wetness. Her dark thick and now wet lashes fluttered in surprise. There was something about her that intrigued me, I wanted to know more to know who this mysterious girl was that I saw every Friday sitting in the same place engulfed in the same book. As far as I knew she had never been crying before perhaps it was the book? but the look of sadness in her eyes made me think other wise. There was something about this girl, She didn’t throw herself on me like most girls do she sat quietly watching. Her blonde locks tied back into a neat pony tail and her fringe framed her face.Breaking the only contact between us she glanced through the window shivering at the look of the weather. It was December, Snow was falling from the white clouds that cowered over the streets of London. Noticing the Black car that had pulled up outside She jumped up out of her seat grabbing her belongings and headed out towards the car. I knew her from somewhere, I had seen that pretty face before, I had seen the look of sadness in her eyes before, I wanted to help, She looked like she needed me, To break her free.