*Harry's P.O.V*
~he writes to himself about when he realizes that he was in love with her~
"To: Future self.
Fuck.
That was the first thing that came into my mind as I paced restlessly around my flat. This can’t possibly be happening to me.
Great Harry! Way to go! You went and got fucking feelings for a girl that’s getting paid to be with you. I groaned loudly before throwing my keys down onto the floor. “Fuck!” I screamed before running my hand through my hair.
Everything she does annoys me. The way she looks when she laughs, how she gets little crinkles by her eyes when she smiles, the way her eyes light up when she talks. Everything.
It makes me want to pull my hair out and just scream because I can’t possibly fathom how fucking perfect this annoying, stubborn and utterly perfect person could be.
When I heard her broken whisper in that asshole’s apartment my heart lurched. I felt like the entire world was crashing down around me and then I felt this need. The need to put her needs before mine. Just to see her annoying little smile, to hear her laugh, to see her bright eyes. I needed her to be happy before I could be.
When she kissed me. I felt as though I could see all the stars in the sky. I thought that we’d be stuck together forever because, I didn’t think I ever wanted to pull away. Even if I was suffocating, her kiss would give me life.
And yes future self. That’s when I knew I was in love. That’s when I realized that I would do anything to make her happy. That I would put her before anything or rather anyone. That I want to be the one who gets to hold her when she cries/laughs/talks and that I want to be the one who never has to let her go.
I’m utterly and completely fucking in love with her.
And I don’t regret a thing. “
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