Harry and Greta (One Direction Fanfic)

Harry and Greta: Chapter 10

Chapter 10

HARRY'S P.O.V.

I looked down at her. When did I ever deserve a girl like her. She was so beautiful... Even when she slept which was weird because most people looked shocking... She had this smile that would make you smile back, perfect teeth, soft pink lips; and these piercing blue eyes that were so reckless and beautiful and long eyelashes that you could take your eyes off; her hair was so long and luscious; and her body was amazing, so curvy and her slim so soft.

She was everything I wanted and more. She was funny, her humor, sarcastic and immature but it made me laugh; she was sweet, thoughtful, passionate, loyal and not to mention loving; she was cool, sexy, perfect... Her voice soothed me, her touch excited me, her being here with me filled me. I felt complete now... I never thought that on a holiday I would meet someone like Greta...

Last night was amazing... She took me to 'Another World'... Last night, was one thing I would never regret...

Whenever I was with her, sparks flew every time we met eyes, and fireworks exploded for every kiss, every touch was like the first, and every moment together was acted like our last. There was something about the way she acted, and the way she just was that made me fall for her. I had never felt like this before, not about anyone. None of my past girlfriends or crushes. I think she was the one for me. I was done with that older women shit, it got me excited for a while but when I met Greta it all changed...

I started to think about the first time I saw her... Man she was gorgeous... I couldn't take my eyes off her... Then when she woke up, she kissed me so passionately, and her personality just made me go crazy. The weird thing, was that she was a fan... A HARD CORE fan... I thought all my fans only loved me for my 'sexiness' and because I was rich and famous... Honestly I didn't consider myself good looking at all, not did I consider myself a celebrity... But she loves me, for me... She doesn't care what my 'ranking in society' is.

I thought about what the boys thought of Greta. I'm sure they liked her, I mean who wouldn't. But - I know this sounds awkward - the boys approval meant a lot to me. They were my everything as well...

Thinking of Greta again, looked down at her analyzing every part of her, re thinking all of our memories that we've had over the past three days. As I was loving every moment of her company I realized something...

I think I love her...

No... I know I love her...

GRETA'S P.O.V.

The sun was shining though my window again and I could feel it on my face. My eyes managed to flutter open as I saw Harry sitting up, his naked torso just above the covers. As soon as I saw him a snuggled into his chest, my hands resting on his stomach, "Morning..." I smiled, like he had just been thinking something amazing...

I looked up and smiled back, placing a kiss on his lips... "Morning... We're you pulling an Edward Cullen on me? I asked, referring to him watching me sleep.

He chuckled, stroking my hair, "You were too beautiful..." he sighed... I scoffed at the thought of me being beautiful as I slept. Didn't he notice the drool puddle next to my mouth?

I didn't answer and just snuggled more into his chest as he put one arm around me, and the other behind his head. I started to move my fingers around his chest as he kissed the top of my head. I reached up to his hair, just so i could feel the soft, curls. "You know..." I started, "If you were an animal you'd be a lion..." I stated randomly.

"And why is that?" Harry asked, smiling curiously.

"Because of your hair..." I said calmly, "It's like a lions mane but curly..." even though his hair was much prettier... "So that means I would be the Lioness..." I giggled looking up at him. And he smiled back down at me.