Harry’s Point of View

Fully sated after two more mind-blowing rounds of love making, Lia and I lay with our naked limbs entangled in each other. Thinking back to all of the amazing experiences I’ve had in my life while traveling the world with the band, I still couldn’t think of a moment where I was ever happier than I am now. Sure, there’s still that unease of knowing what will come when the world finds out I’m dating my dead band-mate’s girl, but I can honestly say as long as I have Lia, I couldn’t give a fuck about anything else in this world.

My hands never leave her body: I need a constant reminder that she actually is here, lying next to me after all of these years. As I told her, I’ve wanted her for so long. In fact, I’ve wanted her since the instant I set my eyes on her.

And now she’s here. And she wants me too.

Never did I think this day would come.

“What are you thinking about?” Lia whispers to me before pressing her soft lips to my bare chest.

“You,” I admit quietly. “…Us… How I got so lucky…”

“I was thinking the same thing,” she says, equally as quiet.

The moon shining through the window is the only source of light in my room, but it gives me just enough to see the beautiful curves of Lia’s petite body. I keep praying that I’ll never wake up from this amazing dream.

“I know I’ll probably ruin this moment by bringing it up,” I start, “but will you tell me about Louis?
In Albany you said you guys broke up long before the accident… why?”

I needed to know. I needed to make sure she was all in it with me; I’d never move on if I found I was only Lia’s rebound.

She takes a deep breath before positioning herself to sit up and look down at me. “It wasn’t working for a long time, honestly,” she begins. I can sense that it hurts her to talk about this, but if we ever have a chance, we need to be open about it.

I move so I’m sitting up as well to grasp her hips and reposition her so her back is against my chest. I wrap my arms around her: my new favorite thing is holding my girl.

“He was my only boyfriend. My first kiss was him… he took my virginity,” she adds quietly. “I didn’t know anything else. I always thought what we had was perfect. Don’t get me wrong, I was happy, but after the band broke up, Louis became distant. I don’t know if that’s the right word, but it was harder to talk to him and we… we weren’t as… intimate. I’ll spare you the details, but we just got too comfortable. One day, it all hit me. In a few years, I’d be 30, and knowing Lou, we’d still be in the same position—still living together and acting like a married couple, but he’d never propose to me. I don’t know why, but that’s just how he was. We were missing something, and I wanted whatever we were missing. It was just never fully there for us.”

I silently listen and entwine our fingers together as she continues. “You’ll think I’m making this up,” Lia laughs once, “but one day I went to the market and I was looking through the magazines while I was waiting in line. I never pay attention to the gossip magazines because you obviously know they’re all lies, but I saw one with you on the cover.”

“Go on…” I prompt. I have to see where she’s going with this one.

“You were with a girl,” she whispers. “Looking quite cozy… Anyway, I got jealous. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel something for you too all those years. Of course I always hid those feelings because of Louis, and to be honest, I never thought you would ever like me more than a friend. But that day I saw the magazine, it was like a revelation. It’s hard to explain, but I knew if I was still having feelings for you, that I wasn’t completely in love with Louis. I never had any intention of pursuing things with you, but I couldn’t stay with Louis; it wasn’t fair.”

I hug Lia closer to me in a silent comfort. I can’t believe my ears, but fuck if I don’t love hearing her words. I’ve never felt happier—Lia did want me before Louis’s accident.

“I broke up with him that night. God, I’m probably such a terrible person, stringing on my boyfriend for ten years when I knew it would never go anywhere.”

“Baby, you’re not a terrible person. If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s his. You deserve to be cherished, nothing less. He didn’t care for you like he should have. You deserve more.” I felt bad for down talking Louis when he wasn’t even here to defend himself, but I would not let Lia think she was a bad person for what she had done.

“He called me the day of his accident,” Lia whispers, her voice thick with emotion. “He apologized and said he was sorry for treating me like he did. He wanted me back, but I told him it was over.”

She begins to cry quietly, but keeps speaking. “He didn’t even treat me in a way he should be apologizing for. He was good to me, supported me and gave me his fidelity and love, but it wasn’t enough for me. If anyone should be mad, it would be him! He gave me everything but I was selfish and needed more. What kind of person does that make me?” She cries.

My heart breaks for my girl as I try to think of something to tell her so she doesn’t feel this way. It is not her fault and she should not feel guilty over breaking up with him.

“You two just weren’t compatible. It blows that it took so long to figure that out, but baby, it’s not your fault. Louis wasn’t the right guy for you, you should never have to apologize for wanted more. You deserve all the love in the world, and he wasn’t able to give that to you.”

After my words, Lia remains silent, her tears slowly stopping. I take the hint that she doesn’t want to talk about it anymore, but I’m okay with that because I’ve heard enough. I know her heart is truly in this, and I couldn’t ask for anything more.

“I love you, Dahlia Rae Evans. I’ll love you more than he ever could. I’ll always make sure you know you’re special, sweetheart. I’ll give you the best. I’d give you the world if I could. You know this, right Lia?”

She turns and wraps her small arms around my neck and presses her face to my neck. “Oh Harry, I love you too much. I loved Louis, but I wish I would’ve realized earlier that it would never be what I needed, that you were the one I was destined to be with.”

Again, the guilt started to surface in that Louis was gone and couldn’t defend his actions, but I had to remind myself that neither of us were putting him down. We were simply recognizing that he wasn’t the right one for Lia.

I lower my mouth as I lift her chin to look up at me and take her mouth. Her taste is so sweet: I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of her. I’ll never fully comprehend how a woman like her wants a man like me, but I’ll never complain or take her for granted.

She’s mine now, and I intend on keeping it that way forever.

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