Amelia's P.O.V
Waking up.
Looking up at his face and seeing his usually tensed muscles relaxed was quite comforting to me. I stared at his calm face in the half light of the early morning as he slept.
His lips, they were like one rose petal laid upon another and they sat under his nose which was quite large and pointy, freckles covered his nose and I felt the urge to individually kiss every single one of them. His skin was tanned and his high cheek bones that could quite easily cut steel all made him ever the more handsome. His eyebrows were messy, but not out of control and his hair that was neither blond nor brown but could only be described as fair was not in it's usually pushed back position but was falling into his face as he breathed deeply.
"Take a picture, it will last longe
