Hello there! Thanks for reading this little story! Its a first for me. I decided to write a Valentine story as James in 2nd POV! That confused me a lot, so hopefully you don't find many mistakes! There will be five chapters total and the last one will be posted on Valentines Day!
Ok, here you go!
Your eyes.
I think that is what I love most about you.
I mean, I love a lot of things about you. It's just ... your eyes; they're special, you know?
I hate to sound clique, but I just can't help it when it involves you. You turn me into a hopeless romantic idiot.
But I'm getting off topic.
Your eyes are beautiful. I want you to know that. They really are gorgeous. Nothing could ever be as green as your eyes. But the color isn't the only thing I love about you. That would be a little shallow of me, don't you think? No. What I love most about your eyes are the way they show emotion.
At first, I hated that. I know I was a jerk when I was younger. I know this! And how do I know this? Your eyes said it all. The boys and I had ourselves convinced we weren't that bad. But you and your damn eyes. They were full of hatred all the time.
And I hated that, you know? I could tell when you weren't thinking of me; when you were with your friends, your eyes were alive. When you thought of me, your eyes darkened. At first, I loved how I could get such a reaction out of you. But then I fell in love with those eyes and I yearned for you to look at me like you did your friends.
I remember when I first realized how much your eyes had an effect on me. Alice would tell you a joke and I would purposely wait until you started to laugh to talk to you. So just for a few short moments, your eyes would shine with such happiness when you looked at me.
That was my goal this school year. I don't care what score I get for NEWTs or who wins the House Cup. All I wanted was for you to look at me this way. So I changed. I matured. No more harmful pranks. I stopped bugging you to date me (as much as it pained me to do so.) I helped my class mates in school. I became a good Head Boy. All so you wouldn't look at me with hatred.
It was shortly after Halloween. I took the lead when planning the school party, and it turned out pretty well. That is when I noticed you stopped scowling at me. You must have seen me change and you changed, too. Well, I think you were too shocked that no one got drunk to scowling, but then I realized that when ever you saw me, you, dare I say it, smiled.
You didn't just smile. By the way, your smile is totally adorable. No, your eyes shined bright and, finally, I could tell you were happy to see me.
So there you go. L is for the way you look at me.
Yea! So this, I guess, is a little like a song fic, but not really. Please leave a comment down below to let me know what you think and if you want, you can check out my other stories, all Jily! Next chapter either tomorrow or Friday!
Thanks!
TheKikGeek