Our Moment
Are You Afraid
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Victoria's POV:
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…. At Night ….
It actually worked! I didn’t think Helen would agree to this silly excuse, but she did. I was so relieved to be with Zayn, we practically went all over Milan, driving along various places that looked to be unique and eye catching. Zayn and I were inseperateable, as the driver roamed us on different locations of this captivating city. True it was a long day, but I didn’t have enough from Zayn till this moment.
As much as I am happy to be around him right now, the idea of us discussing the details made me feel worried. He asked me all the time what was bothering me, but I kept denying that I was. It’s strange how he knows my exact feeling, without me saying it or pointing it out. This kind of connection was never present between Harry and I. Even though we had lovely moments, but none of them are compared with the ones right now.
We headed back to the hotel, just so that we both relax in a more private matter. He was in my suite currently, and we both were lying on my bed, just looking at each other while our romantic embrace took action. I found out that Zayn has a certain hobby of brushing my hair constantly; need I to say that it was so tender? I think it’s time for us to clear out everything, and figure what will happen when we announce this to the public.
“Zayn?” I whispered softly, and he answered: “Yeah doll?” I furrowed my eyebrows and giggled. “Since when am I a doll? Hehe.” He laughed lightly, as his fingers ran through my hair.“Since I just said it? Hehe. Don’t blame me, look how perfect you are. Even the way that you dress! You’re my dolly.” He pulled me closer and I chuckled in his chest; he sounded like a little kid. “That’s what I love about you the most. Under that manly beard and masculine voice, there is a shy and innocent child in you.” I knew that he was blushing, without even looking at his face. “Back to the topic! (He cleared his throat in a funny way.) What did you want to ask me?” Alright, this is it; I need to sound calm and positive.
“Don’t you think we need to talk about us a little? I mean like, discuss the details we left out?” I sat straight on the bed and so did he. “Of course, tell me what have you been thinking about.” Okay, this seems to be a good start so far, right? I pinned my eyes in his, and spoke: “Well, you still need to tell your parents that you pulled the plug on the engagement. And we haven’t decided on what we must say to everyone when we return? Plus we need to think of how we will announce that we’re together to both our fans and the media. If we were regular people, it would’ve been much easier; but we’re not. People judge us on any action we do, and this might be taken negatively once the news is spread. I hate this situation, but we need to figure out a way. We’ll be back in London in two days, including today.” He looked like he hasn’t even thought of anything I said before, as he was trying to process them.
“Can’t we keep this between us for now? Do we have to spread it out?” Huh? Did he just say what I think I heard? Keep it between us? “I didn’t get your point, how?” I crossed my arms over my chest and he breathed heavily.“Love, all I’m saying is that we keep our relationship to ourselves, and when the time is right we will announce it.” I don’t know about him, but I’m getting a little sad. “So you want us to act like we are friends in front of everybody? You don’t want us to be who we are? Are you afraid of telling people about us?” He didn’t reply, and I knew that his answer was a certain yes. How could he think like this? I thought he would be more mature than this level; why doesn’t he want us to work things through?
Victoria's POV:
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…. At Night ….
It actually worked! I didn’t think Helen would agree to this silly excuse, but she did. I was so relieved to be with Zayn, we practically went all over Milan, driving along various places that looked to be unique and eye catching. Zayn and I were inseperateable, as the driver roamed us on different locations of this captivating city. True it was a long day, but I didn’t have enough from Zayn till this moment.
As much as I am happy to be around him right now, the idea of us discussing the details made me feel worried. He asked me all the time what was bothering me, but I kept denying that I was. It’s strange how he knows my exact feeling, without me saying it or pointing it out. This kind of connection was never present between Harry and I. Even though we had lovely moments, but none of them are compared with the ones right now.
We headed back to the hotel, just so that we both relax in a more private matter. He was in my suite currently, and we both were lying on my bed, just looking at each other while our romantic embrace took action. I found out that Zayn has a certain hobby of brushing my hair constantly; need I to say that it was so tender? I think it’s time for us to clear out everything, and figure what will happen when we announce this to the public.
“Zayn?” I whispered softly, and he answered: “Yeah doll?” I furrowed my eyebrows and giggled. “Since when am I a doll? Hehe.” He laughed lightly, as his fingers ran through my hair.“Since I just said it? Hehe. Don’t blame me, look how perfect you are. Even the way that you dress! You’re my dolly.” He pulled me closer and I chuckled in his chest; he sounded like a little kid. “That’s what I love about you the most. Under that manly beard and masculine voice, there is a shy and innocent child in you.” I knew that he was blushing, without even looking at his face. “Back to the topic! (He cleared his throat in a funny way.) What did you want to ask me?” Alright, this is it; I need to sound calm and positive.
“Don’t you think we need to talk about us a little? I mean like, discuss the details we left out?” I sat straight on the bed and so did he. “Of course, tell me what have you been thinking about.” Okay, this seems to be a good start so far, right? I pinned my eyes in his, and spoke: “Well, you still need to tell your parents that you pulled the plug on the engagement. And we haven’t decided on what we must say to everyone when we return? Plus we need to think of how we will announce that we’re together to both our fans and the media. If we were regular people, it would’ve been much easier; but we’re not. People judge us on any action we do, and this might be taken negatively once the news is spread. I hate this situation, but we need to figure out a way. We’ll be back in London in two days, including today.” He looked like he hasn’t even thought of anything I said before, as he was trying to process them.
“Can’t we keep this between us for now? Do we have to spread it out?” Huh? Did he just say what I think I heard? Keep it between us? “I didn’t get your point, how?” I crossed my arms over my chest and he breathed heavily.“Love, all I’m saying is that we keep our relationship to ourselves, and when the time is right we will announce it.” I don’t know about him, but I’m getting a little sad. “So you want us to act like we are friends in front of everybody? You don’t want us to be who we are? Are you afraid of telling people about us?” He didn’t reply, and I knew that his answer was a certain yes. How could he think like this? I thought he would be more mature than this level; why doesn’t he want us to work things through?
Notes
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Good thing you reminded me about that! God Bless you sis! I miss you by the way and i can't to here your feedback <3 I just posted the story, and here is the link: http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/34833/The-Pool-Boy/
4/24/14