I see a man completely drenched in sweat, running back and forth across the grassy field by himself. His face and body are both wet like the ocean, as well as his brown, earthy hair which flaps lazily in the cool summer's breeze. Suddenly, his head snaps in my direction. I blush as he runs fast towards me.
Oh no he's coming over! What do I say? "Sorry, i didn't meant to interrupt..." I begin, but before I can finish my jaw drops at the sight of his piercing green orbs. "I, um-"
"Harry, is the name," he interrupts me. "Wanna see a trick, city girl?" I nod but I am not from the city.
He picks up a ball and balances it on one foot before passing it to the other. "Ever heard of soccer?" he smirks.
I stare in amazement. "No, what is it?" I ask, bewildered by black and white ball.
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A Very Harry Christmas
RomanceThe best Harry x reader fanfic ever. Have u ever wanted to meet a British man? This story is for u! I am completely sober writing this and that makes it worse. Love Harry! Love when he does his thing. I haven't met him personally but I heard he's a...
