Five Minutes More
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Something about her entranced him. Maybe it was the way her eyes sparkled in the sun that still sat high in the sky above them. Maybe it was her smile which instantly warmed him or the way she tried to straighten her shirt and brush down her trousers. Or, maybe it was the way she seemed approachable. Whatever it was, he suddenly felt like he needed to know her.
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When you meet the love of your life only to be separated by war and all you want...is five minutes more.
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Endlessly [h.s.]
(adv.) having no end, limit, or conclusion; boundless; infinite; interminable; incessant She met him late one night in the winter and watched the stars with him. He told her he loved her two winters later. Three days later, he was sent off to fight in the second World War, leaving her with a promise that she would hold on to for the rest of her life: "And, no matter what happens to me out there, just remember that I will love you endlessly, even if I don't make it home to you."Concluída
I'm In The Mood For Love (Dunkirk Love Story)
*This is inspired by the new film Dunkirk. Even thought the story line does not follow the one of the new movie, it does involve Harry's character - but as himself.* "I'm in the mood for love simply because you're near me Funny but when you're near me, I'm in the mood for love. Heaven is in your eyes, bright as the stars we're under, Oh, is it any wonder, I'm in the mood for love." They have not seen each other for 12 years. They were once childhood friends. But now, he is back from war. He is all grown up - incredibly handsome. She is all grown up - incredibly beautiful. And they are both, "In the mood for love".Concluída![Losing the Light [h.s.]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/27545799-256-k986274.jpg)
Losing the Light [h.s.]
Harry's jaw tightens, and she can see that he isn't focusing anymore. He picks up the pace of his steps, just like she had reminded him to do countless times before. To her surprise, he's doing it right this time. He is doing everything perfectly, but she can't figure out why he looks so tense all of a sudden. That's when the unthinkable happens. © 2015, huckleberryharryConcluída
Ardent ; h.s.
I've learned the nights are tough for her. in the darkness we lay together, and even through the hectic life of mine, she is the one overwhelmed by things she wished to never be apart of. "What's on your mind darling?", we both reached a breaking point of exhaustion, yet I never shut my eyes, she took care of everyone, it was my turn to watch over her. In all things I've been so intrigued about in life, she became one of them, ever since that night she looked of sapphire, I was drawn to her, she became my addiction, my high. My mind craved nothing more than her voice, her scent, the left over gloss on my lips after she had kissed me. I'm so passionate about this woman, so ardent.Concluída
Beachwood (h.s.)
She wanted something new. He was just the person to help her.Concluída
Four Years (Finished)
When I walked away that day I swore I'd never see Harry's face again. But I guess when two people are meant to be together, fate will stop at nothing to get them together. So if Harry and I were meant to be together then why did I say no that night? Why did I run away? Why didn't Harry chase after me? Why did fate take four years to bring us back together? Why did fate bring her? [Check out the sequel: https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/7107505-forever-and-always]Concluída
A Love Like Ours
The SEQUEL to Out of the Ordinary She was extraordinary, and she didn't even know it. But I did. I'd known it from that very first day. From the moment she'd smiled at me, and become the axis of my world. And I planned to never let her forget it. She had other plans, though. For herself, and for me. She needed time, she'd said. Time and space. I'd obliged, I'd waited. But that time was up, and I was still waiting. Still ready. Because nothing about a love like ours was normal. And that was the way we liked it. (Beautiful cover made by my very good friend @lost-inwonderlvnd)Concluída
Out of the Ordinary
He was extraordinary, despite his reassurances that he wasn't. His circumstances were extraordinary, he would say, but I knew better. He let me in far enough to know better. And there was no going back now. The odds were against us from the beginning. They would have had us not meet that day. And not reconnect afterwards. And not continue talking after that. But we didn't work within confines. Because nothing about us was normal. And that was the way we liked it. (Beautiful cover made by: @jessxcaann)Concluída
Fingers | niall horan
There's something about an opportunity to live that excites people. It seduces them into thinking that their experience of life will be perfect, regardless of what the price of their freedom may be. Even when things seem like they could be the most heartbreaking, earth-shattering situation, people jump at the chance to live because of one simple fact: People are helpless to the lure of their dreams. My name is Ophelia Kingsley, and I took the risk of losing everything to follow what I'd been dreaming about since I was a child. I want to be a writer, just like my father, but through the process of achieving that, I had to learn to love, and learn how to let it go. I took a chance. And I don't know where I stand yet. A story of finally letting yourself go, falling in love, and realizing what is truly important in life, despite the loss that may destroy the very ground you survive to walk on. ~*~Concluída
The SEQUEL to Out of the Ordinary and A Love Like Ours We shouldn't have met. That much was obvious right from the beginning. He had his world, and I had mine. Our paths weren't meant to intersect. But they had. And they hadn't just crossed--they'd collided. And there was no going back after that. Because our love... it was never ordinary. It was always more, never less. It was always there, even when we weren't together. But we're together now. For good. Because the way we feel has never been normal. And that's exactly the way we like it. (Beautiful cover made by my very good friend @lost-inwonderlvnd)
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