❝she was a beautiful dreamer.
the kind of girl who
kept her head in the clouds,
loved above the S T A R S
and left regret beneath the EARTH
she walked on.❞
his jaw clenched, teeth grinding together as he ultimately failed to suppress his anger. ignoring the fact that he was head boy, he was still someone who deserved to know what his classmates had been through. he wasn’t some weak boy a single piece of antique china that could be demolished with a single mistake. he was a person. letting his gaze fall down as she pressed her lips to his forehead, james relaxed. it wouldn’t do him any good to make a scene, least of all with lily around. she was the only person who’d been honest with him and he couldn’t explain how thankful he was for that. “ stupid? ” he whispered in jest, not because he wanted to keep the word between them, but rather … he couldn’t push himself to be any louder. “ bite your tongue. ”
his gaze steadied on her, his expression soft and genuine despite the sickly appearance. there was a longing in his eyes that couldn’t be faked: it held a certain thankfulness that pained him, because he could never truly pay her back for the things she had given him. then there was the lingering disappointment. the lack of trust that he refused to admit, for it was easier to lie to himself than to be alone with the knowledge that he could’ve have his dream girl if he’d only GROWN A PAIR. “ lily. ” he started. “ you’re my girl, y’know that? … i love you. ”
she could see the anger shining in his eyes yet again she chose to let it pass due to what? fear that he might be upset? anger that he didn’t tell her what he was thinking? anguish that came as a consequence of seeing him frail when she knew very well he was stronger than most? whatever the case, the girl ran her fingers lovingly through his raven locks and let the anger melt away with one fleeting gaze at his face. she wanted to focus on him in that moment, helping him feel better. ❝comes in handy now and then when i want to impress you. i actually opened my copy of quidditch history, all to amuse you. whatever are you doing to me JAMES POTTER?❞
❝i do know that, ❞ their words were hushed, almost like what was said was too special to be spoken freely just in case someone was listening, like their moment was to be stolen abruptly as had been the case many times prior. her eyes shined with hope, longing for what they could be though a darkness creeped around the edges; heaps of self doubt and fear weighed on the girl, restraining her in many ways around him and it only cause harm, picking at a wound that was growing with each passing day. ❝I LOVE YOU, TOO. i’m all yours james, there’s no where else i’d rather be than right here with you.❞
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