Falling For The Curls

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Rosie's POV

"I promise that I will never hurt you. " Harry said, pulling me into a hug.

There was truth in his voice but I still felt foolish for believing.

Placing my head on his shoulder, I embraced him tightly.

With our foreheads against each other's and our noses slightly touching, I focused on his eyes, his flawless green eyes.

"Why am I falling for you?" I whisper.

"Because you want to be caught." He whispers back, kissing my cheek.

"You're so cheesy." I chuckle and pecked him lightly on the cheek.

The bus was going to Westminster which was helpful as there was quite a lot of good things to see there.

Hand in hand, we walked down the streets, Harry taking pictures of us practically everywhere.

"Everyone's looking at us." I say to Harry.

"Because we're fabulous." Harry chuckles, swishing his hair dramatically.

Harry forced me onto the London Eye which I continuously said costed money so I didn't want to go on it.

Once we got in our carriage (or whatever they are called) we sat together and watched as we slowly ascended.

"London is so beautiful." I say, astonished by the views

"Not as beautiful as you."

Flushing, I poked him in the arm and said "you don't have to compliment me."

"You need to know that you are beautiful."

Since I couldn't be bothered to go into an argument, I just nodded.

We began asking each other random questions.

"Hmm..favourite movie?" I ask.

"Either Titanic, The Notebook or Love Actually. I'm a secret chick flick fan."

"Aw how cute. Love Actually is just one of the best films ever."

"I know, what about you?"

"That is tough..I have so many. The Inbetweeners Movie and Love Actually."

"Haha, who's your favourite inbetweener?"

"Will definitely, what about you?"

"Neil."

"Favourite TV show?"

"Family guy."

"Same!"

"This is weird...we have too much in common."

"Okay, favourite food?"

"TACOS!"

"No no no. That's just weird..tacos are my favourite."

"Freaky..."

"Worst fears?"

"Rollercoasters and Snakes."

"Spiders and water."

"So your worst situation would be drowning in the ocean with a thousand massive spiders."

Shivering at the thought, I said "yours would be riding a rollercoaster and snakes being poured on you."

He grimaced at the thought and then took more pictures of us and the sights.

"Do you have a really bad memory or something?"

"I just want to remember every second I spend with you."