Our Moment
I Didn't, But Now I Do
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Victoria's POV:
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Eleanor and I went into my room, and sat there discussing what was haunting my mind. “You know what you should do? Just give Harry sometime, honey. He’ll eventually come to his senses and he’ll know what he did wrong. You did the right thing, you maintained your calmness; but you had to stop the fight eventually. Start taking care of yourself and your career. Louis and I have been into various arguments, and we’ve been with each other for three years. But that didn’t stop us from getting back on track. It’s these arguments that make us realize how much we love each other. Even though sometimes I feel like pulling my hair out, but still I have to be the calm side at all times. I’m not saying it’s easy, but if you love Harry, you’ll forgive him.” Wow, I didn’t expect such clarity to be said by Eleanor.
She’s a really outgoing person, and I always had fun with her; but I never witnessed her wisdom in such situations before. “Elle, I forgive him. I never hold grudges and you know that, right? (She nodded, and kept talking.) I love him, but I don’t know; it’s not that strong anymore. I still love him as a friend, but to go back to him; I don’t think that’s a choice on my mind. You’re right, I need some time to focus on my career and take care of myself; it will give me the time to concentrate, I suppose.” She hugged me and rubbed my back in understanding.
“There you go, darling. It will all be better. Now, I have got to go; it’s getting late. And you need to relax, alright? I think Louis is at Zayn’s place, so I’ll meet him there. Don’t forget our little plan (She winks and I smile at her.)” I went out of my room with Eleanor, and we both shared our goodbyes. She is absolutely right, I need time to myself; and that is exactly what’s going to happen starting from tomorrow.
….The Next Morning ….
I felt refreshed, once I woke up today, I even had the energy to go for a jogging session. I dressed myself in my sportswear (http://www.polyvore.com/jogging_in_free_pink/set?id=110185931&lid=3232549), and informed my housekeeper that I will be gone for a while. The air fiddling with my hair was quite refreshing, I wasn’t hearing anything going around my atmosphere; I had my headphones on to make me enter the land of peace through my run. I somehow noticed there was something moving on the right side of my presence, so I titled my head to the right to notice a smiling male, on his bicycle. You want to know who that person is. Take a wild guess; I’ll help you: His name starts with a Zed letter.
I was a little shocked to see Zayn, but I stopped running and breathed my acceleration out. He went off his cycle and looked at me. “Are you okay?” He asked a little worried, but I wasn’t able to hear from my headphones; so I took them out. “I’m sorry, come again?” He laughed, and asked as I fixed my posture straight in front of him. “I asked you, if you’re okay.” I smiled and replied to him: “Yeah, just catching my breath that’s all.” I think he never expected me to smile at him, that’s why his grin was really wide. “I like your smile, do you know that?” He had that caring tone, which splintered my head with awe.
“(I smirked and spoke.) I didn’t, but now I do. Hehe. What are you doing up this early?” He leaned his bike and bent on a random car; staring at me deeply. “Let’s just say, someone inspired me to go on my wheels for a while.” I twitched my nose, and asked: “And who might that someone be, Mr.?” He chuckled, lifting his index finger, to point at me. “So I’m you’re inspiration now, huh?” I giggled and crossed my arms staring at his perfection (http://www.polyvore.com/zayn/set?id=110502543&lid=3232549).
I heard him mumble something under his breath, but I didn’t know what it was; well I suppose he’s becoming more interesting to be around each day. “How’s your knuckle feeling?” I asked, allowing myself to touch his previously injured hand. He flinched once I touched it, and I got curious because every time I touch him; I get the same reaction. “Why do you flinch every time I touch you?” I had to ask him, and as a result; his smile turned to a serious look.
Victoria's POV:
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Eleanor and I went into my room, and sat there discussing what was haunting my mind. “You know what you should do? Just give Harry sometime, honey. He’ll eventually come to his senses and he’ll know what he did wrong. You did the right thing, you maintained your calmness; but you had to stop the fight eventually. Start taking care of yourself and your career. Louis and I have been into various arguments, and we’ve been with each other for three years. But that didn’t stop us from getting back on track. It’s these arguments that make us realize how much we love each other. Even though sometimes I feel like pulling my hair out, but still I have to be the calm side at all times. I’m not saying it’s easy, but if you love Harry, you’ll forgive him.” Wow, I didn’t expect such clarity to be said by Eleanor.
She’s a really outgoing person, and I always had fun with her; but I never witnessed her wisdom in such situations before. “Elle, I forgive him. I never hold grudges and you know that, right? (She nodded, and kept talking.) I love him, but I don’t know; it’s not that strong anymore. I still love him as a friend, but to go back to him; I don’t think that’s a choice on my mind. You’re right, I need some time to focus on my career and take care of myself; it will give me the time to concentrate, I suppose.” She hugged me and rubbed my back in understanding.
“There you go, darling. It will all be better. Now, I have got to go; it’s getting late. And you need to relax, alright? I think Louis is at Zayn’s place, so I’ll meet him there. Don’t forget our little plan (She winks and I smile at her.)” I went out of my room with Eleanor, and we both shared our goodbyes. She is absolutely right, I need time to myself; and that is exactly what’s going to happen starting from tomorrow.
….The Next Morning ….
I felt refreshed, once I woke up today, I even had the energy to go for a jogging session. I dressed myself in my sportswear (http://www.polyvore.com/jogging_in_free_pink/set?id=110185931&lid=3232549), and informed my housekeeper that I will be gone for a while. The air fiddling with my hair was quite refreshing, I wasn’t hearing anything going around my atmosphere; I had my headphones on to make me enter the land of peace through my run. I somehow noticed there was something moving on the right side of my presence, so I titled my head to the right to notice a smiling male, on his bicycle. You want to know who that person is. Take a wild guess; I’ll help you: His name starts with a Zed letter.
I was a little shocked to see Zayn, but I stopped running and breathed my acceleration out. He went off his cycle and looked at me. “Are you okay?” He asked a little worried, but I wasn’t able to hear from my headphones; so I took them out. “I’m sorry, come again?” He laughed, and asked as I fixed my posture straight in front of him. “I asked you, if you’re okay.” I smiled and replied to him: “Yeah, just catching my breath that’s all.” I think he never expected me to smile at him, that’s why his grin was really wide. “I like your smile, do you know that?” He had that caring tone, which splintered my head with awe.
“(I smirked and spoke.) I didn’t, but now I do. Hehe. What are you doing up this early?” He leaned his bike and bent on a random car; staring at me deeply. “Let’s just say, someone inspired me to go on my wheels for a while.” I twitched my nose, and asked: “And who might that someone be, Mr.?” He chuckled, lifting his index finger, to point at me. “So I’m you’re inspiration now, huh?” I giggled and crossed my arms staring at his perfection (http://www.polyvore.com/zayn/set?id=110502543&lid=3232549).
I heard him mumble something under his breath, but I didn’t know what it was; well I suppose he’s becoming more interesting to be around each day. “How’s your knuckle feeling?” I asked, allowing myself to touch his previously injured hand. He flinched once I touched it, and I got curious because every time I touch him; I get the same reaction. “Why do you flinch every time I touch you?” I had to ask him, and as a result; his smile turned to a serious look.
Notes
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4/24/14