Chapter 4-Goddess of Beauty

Harry's  P.O.V

Me and the boys stand there admiring the tall apartment building it was no luxurious it was simple and simple was what makes me and boys even more happier as we were tired of luxury and wanted something normal.

While Paul and our two bodyguards Noah and Nave took our luggage out we stood watching around and stretching our bodies due to long ride. It was a very old building.

It was very silent so much that you can hear a pin drop sound very clearly.

When suddenly I heard clicking of heels all heads turned in the direction of the sound except our bodyguards and Paul who were busy taking out luggage.

Soon a girl appeared and she was so beautiful. Beautiful beyond the word itself. The moons delicate light had just turned the world a-flame with silver when I saw her.

Head toe so pretty I never saw a girl so beautiful before sure I had my own little flings with many girls: models, singers and what not but no one could compare to her beauty. She was not very tall but I guess she was 5'6 or 5'7 a normal height she looked taller due to heels she wore.

The pool of moonlight shed onto her Matte Black MacBook as an exquisitely manicured hand guides the laptop all the way upto her chest enveloping it with her small hand tightly. Out of habit my eyes fell to her ring finger to look for ring. Luckily, I found none not that you could except for a girl like her to be married so early and she was quite young, younger than me.

The long, spear-shaped finger-nails on the hand are lacquered with caramine-red varnish that matched with her vibrant red dress hidden under the black overcoat that neither did any justice to her twine-thin body and tapered waist nor was it enough to battle with the cold weather of Switzerland.

Her hands and finger-nails were like an oxymoron with contrasting meaning, a total discrete. Small, white and slender hands looks almost weighed down with three antique rings in which are set ruby, sapphire and emerald stones.

All in order first the fore, then middle, then ring finger. She must be a lover of rings like me, I thought to myself.

Though her hands were small, smaller than mine but they were as attractive, slight veins protruding just like mine does, when put into work, though mine were more prominent than hers.

Her beauty was making me weak at knees. She is first girl ever to make my heart stop beating for a second and then made it beat faster than the speed of rollercoaster, she made my world stop for a moment even though we didn't make the eye contact yet, I had been holding my breath which I didn't realized until now, I wanted to meet her, know her.

Then suddenly all my thoughts about the beauty walking towards me were crushed under the mere click of her heels, when her mobile beeped and said "A message from James " James? I knew it, I fucking knew it a girl like her, a fucking angel no a damn Goddess herself from Heaven above cannot be single she had have to get a boyfriend.

The speaking mode of her mobile was so loud probably the whole locality might have heard but maybe the silence of night was just another reason but I was brought back from assumptions when a light blush came up to her cheek I guess due to the loudness of sound she was a bit embarrassed. I thought that was cute, she was shy I like it but man she had a boyfriend... I'm so kinda upset now.

She took out her phone read the message and she smiled and her smile was even more beautiful than her. The sweetest smile I've ever seen, she smiled showing her pearly teeth and dimples god she gets dimples just like me, she looks even more cute now and started typing away on her phone to her boyfriend but I leave it for later to mourn around and focused on her again.

The brightness, the joy, the solace, the warmth that I received from her smile swallowed all the anger, jealousy, hatred that was making it's way all up to my heart and brain for her lover James and grew an urge inside me to admire her again this time more intensely.

Her Amazonian figure sat well on her wafer-thin body. She had a decanter curvilinear waist that didn't surprise me as much as the rosy tint to her complexion. A pair of arched pencil-thin eyebrows eased gently to her black, beetle's -leg eyelashes.

A sculptor could not have fashioned her seraph's ears and pixie's nose any better when she broke into a smile, her beguiling, oyster-white teeth lit up the whole vicinity of apartment. It could jolt you like an electric current when the megawatt smile gave you her full attention.

Filed to perfection, her Venus-red fingernails ran through her nougat-black hair, while the other swiftly moved on the sleek screen of her mobile typing away. It was a pleasure to see her flowing, moon-shadow-black hair. Spools of it plunged around her photogenic face and hid a swan's neck, elegant and smooth. Not content to be just another drone, she was wearing vibrant clothes.

Her enticing, constellation-black star like shiny eyes gazed at me over her puffy, heart shaped lips. Her crescent shaped eyebrows inclined slightly as she saw me staring at her. I yelped at being caught. Her languid eyelashes of velvet-black blinked once slowly, as if to invite me over.

Her footsteps are light and timid as she slowly approaches, watching me through skittish wide eyes. I can only imagine what might be going through her mind, thoughts like, what does he think of me? Oh, I'm so ugly! Does he like me? Will I say the right thing? I know those thoughts all too well.

I smile at her, hoping to lighten the burden she carries on herself. But instead of a warm smile with a crystal clear eye contact I was met with a straight line of her plump lips as the sweet smile vanished with the eye contact we held for seconds I was sad that smile disappeared because of me.

I noticed how her eyes shifted from me to my right and I realized that all this long I was not alone standing here and enjoying the divine beauty but with me were my three other mates who I looked from my corner of eyes were staring at her with wide eyes and mouth opened.

Gawking at her like a hungry predator does to it's prey and I had this sudden urge to punch them all but I couldn't blame them how can you not stare when a Goddess of Beauty walks towards you.

I looked back at her and it was like I was met with a total different girl, void of all humane behavior and expressions like a robot, no smile, the warmth from her eyes were gone and was replaced with cold eyes and body stiff.

It kind of looked very professional, stern, attitude and a bit arrogant but I silently prayed that neither of them should be true.

She was looking at all of us, yeah at us all four of us who looked like creeps to her probably dangerous otherwise what would be the reason that her beautiful smile swiped off her face in a matter of seconds and a pure blank face pops up.

She walked pass swiftly from us as if we never stood there no smile no welcoming us to the new city after all we are going to live in same apartment building she should greet us at least.

But when she passed us all four of us we all inhaled her bittersweet aroma so deep and loud as if trying to fill our lungs to utmost.

Her perfume was different I never smelt that perfume before and it was very strong breathtaking fragrance. She enter in the building and we kept staring the beauty that just passed us.

Her voguish clothes still kept me captive an aroma redolent of cinnamon and jasmine mixed with cedar. I guess it smell like that? It lingered in the atmosphere long after she had gone.

Paul came to us chuckling and put his hand on my shoulder while saying "Ahhhhh I see my British and Irish sweethearts have been attracted by a Swiss lady huh!?"

Niall said "Man she was not a lady."

Paul look stunned and raised his eyebrow as if trying to say then what do you think she was if not a lady. "She was Goddess of Beauty"Louis interrupted Niall who opened his mouth to answer Paul.

"Exactly"Niall added.

"She was beautiful"I said. "She was smokin hot!" Niall added. "She was sexy as hell" Louis added too. "And rude and Arrogant like hell" Liam said. There was 'yeahs' and 'that's right' from all of us.

When Paul said "She's a Swiss and they are known for there professionalism across the world, even at home or any other place they never leave that attitude it's like in their blood don't blame the poor girl, and probably the only emotion you will ever see is blank no emotion maybe from inside they might be crying, laughing, dying but no emotion you will ever see on their face, Okay c'mon boys your luggage is all out let's get you to your flat you guys must be tired enough."

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