Chapter 2

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Harry's POV

She was beautiful. Breathlessly captivating. I didn't think it was possible for someone to be so beautiful. Her light brown hair formed into perfect ringlets that framed her heart shaped face. She has beautiful pouty pink lips. Her eyes were focused on the windows, looking out at the forest of emerald trees.

When I saw her, I knew I had to have her. I had to make her mine.

A war raged inside my mind.
Well go talk to her you idiot!
No! Don't you'll embarrass yourself.
Do it you stupid moron!
No don't! You'll only ruin her you fucktard! Shes too good for you!
Look you stupid arse you know you have to talk to her. You can't stay away from her.
Why the fuck am I panicking. I'm Harry.

Without hesitating any more i walked down the isle to the back seat.

"Ahem" I say clearing my throat.

Her pure hazel eyes flicker from the window back up to mine.

"Can I help you?" She asks sarcastically, raising an eyebrow. She doesn't have the typical English accent that you find in London. It sounds more American. Maybe, Hispanic?..

"Well, love"I say, "You are in my seat"

Its a total fucking lie, I only moved here 3 days ago.

She frantically searches around her seat, soft curls bouncing around her heart shaped face.

"Well, I don't see your name on it" The beautiful , hazel eyed girl says, innocently but voice dripping with sarcasm.

Ooh. Feisty. Now thats sexy.

"Feisty, I see." I huff, my voice coming out husky.

She rolls her eyes, obviously not catching on to my flirting. What the fuck?

"There are plenty of other seats, go find one" She quips (A.N did I even use that properly??)    flashing me a brilliant smile. "Nah, love, I think I'd much rather enjoy the view here" I say my eyes raking over her body, down to her legs, where her creamy thighs end in black knee socks.
Holy shit. Why are knee socks turning me on?

She scoffs when i send her a wink, and her eyes flicker back to the window. I slide into the seat next to her, purposely rubbing arms. She wrinkles her nose in disgust, but doesn't comment on my behavior.

"I'm Harry"

"I'm Alex." She says. Alex. "Nice to fucking  meet you."

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(A.N. So that was the second chapter. Hopefully you enjoyed it! Comment your thoughts on who I can cast as Alex. Please vote! Peace and pizzas ✌)

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