Greece One Shots

In My Head

A/N: So... I wasn't gonna post this one but changed my mind. The first like 1k (or the whole thing tbh) is basically just me rambling on about how beautiful George is and how much I love him so I don't blame you if you want to skip this one lmao. Though, I do quite like the ending...

I hope you enjoy!

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(Reece's POV)

You ever look at someone and think "fuck you're beautiful"?  Because I do. I look at George and see something I don't see in other people. Everything about him, head to toe, is perfect. Inside and out, he's an angel.

Every time he laughs, my heart clenches. I smile. I feel every part of myself falling and falling, head over heels in love. And when his eyes look in mine, my heart flutters, my eyes get lost. When he touches me, I get tingles. My whole body shudders under his fingertips. When he speaks or sings, when he smiles, even when he does nothing at all, he's just so beautiful.

I look at him and see my whole world. I see a universe revolving around him, the only person that matters in my eyes. But him, he sees nothing but an ordinary guy. He thinks he's 'just George'. He thinks his flaws are a bad thing. He thinks he has to spend hours on his hair to make it look good. He thinks he can't wear certain clothing. He thinks he's embarrassing sometimes. Which I guess he can be, but who says that's a bad thing? He makes mistakes, he does stupid things, but don't we all?

He once apologised to me, saying "I'm so sorry you have to put up with me". He was laughing, but he wasn't kidding. Little does he know, I wouldn't be able to live without him. He's the first person I go to for advice. He's the only person I'm sure I can trust. He's the only person I look at and feel like I'm home. He makes me feel safe. He gives me everything and more. He's my lifeline. Yet, he apologised because I have to "put up" with him.

It's hard because there's no way of expressing how much I love him. How I truly feel about him. No words, no actions, no nothing. And that hurts. I can never give back for everything he's done for me, everything he makes me feel. He will never truly understand. No one will, just me, and only me. The word love just doesn't cut it.

It's usually the little things. Like the way he lightly brushes my arm to calm me down when I'm stressed or anxious. The way he absentmindedly twirls a strand of hair between his fingers. A simple "I love you" or "I'm here for you". Even just a look. One look, and I can feel happy, excited, motivated, confident... I feel everything positive. I can be going through hell but one conversation with him, one word from him, and I'll be me again. He keeps me grounded.

I often wonder what I did to deserve him. How can I possibly amount to something- someone - so amazing. How did I get so lucky to have him in my life? I'm not a bad person, but George is beyond great. The only thing I'd compare him to is an angel. That may sound cheesy or cliche but it's the truth.

I can never take my eyes off him. Surely he's noticed, I think everybody else has. I'm sure everyone sees the fondness and admiration in my eyes every time I look at him. I'm sure they've noticed I treat him differently to everybody else. I'm sure they've noticed I take every chance I can get to be close to him. But has he? If so, why hasn't he said anything? And why hasn't he stopped me?

And I've thought about pouring my heart out to him, I've thought about it many times. But when I see him my mind goes blank. If I try to write a letter, the blank page stares back at me. Maybe it's because words can't say what I'm trying to. Maybe it's because I'm scared. What if it ruins things? What if he sees me differently? What if my lifeline decides to save another sinking soul and leaves me to drown? I can't breathe underwater. I can't breathe without him. I don't see the point of it anyways.