Valerie’s POV

It’s cold to be June here in Stella’s apartment. She is pouring some drinks for the girls who have decided to come over tonight. I decided it was time for me to catch up with the ladies since I’ve been hanging out with Louis and his friends most of the time lately.

I can’t get Harry out of my head though and I can’ tell whether I like our friendship or I would like us to be something more. Don’t get me wrong, the last thing I want now is a boyfriend or a relationship. But I want to kiss him so badly and he is so caring with me that I can’t get enough of his caresses. I would like him to touch me everywhere and for sure I would like to touch him everywhere too. Every time I see him in the swimming pool sitting at the edge I have to look away because I honestly can’t stand his inked wet skin and his wet curls which drip his back. What a wonderful back by the way. Alright, I need to stop this. Let’s see if the girls have something interesting to tell me which hopefully distracts me.

Sandra stops by Stella’s after having dinner with her new love and she starts telling us how wonderful Dan is and how hard she is falling. I’m so happy for her. She has been in love a few times now (she falls in love quite quickly) and even though they have broken her heart a few times she keeps on believing that she would find the love of her life any time. Even though Sandra is totally the perfect girl and I know anyone would be so damn lucky to have her, if I'm going to be honest I don’t think so.

There is no such thing as the love of one’s life. Love is just a chemical attraction between two human beings, and it’s not evergreen; it would finish eventually. You can get enough of everyone around you. Give yourself two years the longest and you’ll say I’m right.

I feel something vibrating in my pocket and I see my mom is calling me. I haven’t talked to her in quite a while now that I think about it so I better reply. I excuse myself and go to talk to my mom for a while. It’s good to speak Spanish but it’s almost difficult for me even though I’m a Spanish native speaker. We chat about nothing and everything and after a good half an hour, I hang up. I go back inside and find Sandra looking at me with sparkly eyes.

-What’s wrong with you blonde? – I say laughing at her.

-Was that Harry? – She says smiling excited. What the hell is wrong with her?

-It was my mom, Sandra. – I say rolling my eyes. – I don’t get why you would be that excited though. I mean you have a boyfriend for fuck’s sake! – I say laughing.

-I know, Harry is not for me although I have to recognize I wouldn’t tell him no. – She laughs. – He only has eyes for you though.

-What are you talking about? We are just friends you idiot!

-Yeah, right. He likes you and you like him as hell. You can deny it if you want but I’ve known you since we were eight; you are not fooling me, my friend.

I just roll my eyes and sit at the couch having a sip of my drink. I shake my head thinking about how much I love my stupid Sandra friend and glance at her. She is already distracted with something else and she suddenly laughs hard. She reminds me so much of Louis. I mean Louis reminds me of her. I mean I don’t know, they are just foolishly funny. She has made me get a bit paranoid myself though. Am I falling for Harry? I wish I am not. I mean I am not, definitely. We are just friends, we are both single and we care for each other. Everybody can use a bit of affection. It is friendly affection though, just harmless affection.

I feel my cell phone vibrates again and this time is a friend of mine calling. It’s Simon. Suddenly I feel like Simon is everything I need right now so that I prove to myself this Harry thing is just a beautiful friendship. I’m just horny and I get confused. I pick up the phone and go to the balcony to talk to who has been my secret crush for this last couple of months.

Simon is fun. He has to travel a lot too because of his work so he is not into relationships either. We have fun whenever we are close enough to meet but then he goes on his way and I go on mine. There is no strings attached you could say and, as strange as it is, it works for me. Simon always gives me that thing in my throat and I just want him to fuck. I know he respects me though just as I respect him. We are equals in this weird relationship of ours and he is a good friend too. He has been there when I have needed him. The only thing is that I don’t usually call him for anything other than sex and he does the same with me. That’s our thing and I’m grateful he calls tonight.

-Hey ladies, I’m off. It was nice to see you girls! – I say to all of my girlfriends in general.

-I’ll see you at home? – Sandra asks me.

-Tomorrow for sure. – My friends laugh and I grab my bag. – Don’t wait for me awake though. – I wink at her and she smiles.

-Have fun and be careful!

-Always, mom.

I drive to the bar where Simon and I are meeting and go directly to order two mojitos. I’m paying for them when someone grabs my waist from behind and hides his head in the crock of my neck.

-As beautiful as usual. – Simon says against my neck.

I wear a grey thigh short knitted skirt and a grey short top with cream high heels. My tanned belly and back are exposed since the top only reaches my waist and I’m grateful because man is it hot in here.

-How are you doing, Simon? – I ask him having a sip from my beer.

-I’m great. Especially now. – He smiles taking my body in with his eyes. – How are you, Valerie?

-I’m fine. – I squint my eyes glaring at his eyes and he smiles embarrassed knowing I have caught him looking at my body. I don’t really care but for some reason he thinks I do.

-Congratulations by the way. I saw Plot a few days ago. You are so damn sexy and your performance is great, as usual. – I smile at him and he takes a seat in front of me.

-Thank you, Si. I appreciate it. What are you doing now by the way?

-I’ve been recording an advert for Giorgio Armani.

-That’s... hot.

I am serious and he is serious, his eyes burning into mine. To be honest, I’m trying to play it sexy. I like to do this but I have to work really hard to contain my laughter because for some reason it is funny to me pretending to be sexy.

-You know a few days ago. The casting director of Roberto Cavalli asked me about you. He said he thought you were perfect for his new perfume spot. I told him I’ll tell you.

-Give him my number. That can be fun.

-You are going to look so hot in that fucking spot.

The second he says that he crashes his lips with mine and we kiss carelessly and eagerly. He places his hands in the low of my back and asks to take me home against my lips. I nod and he leads me to his car, crushing me with the door of the car before even opening it to continue kissing me. Man, he is eager and he is turning me on with all of this.

-I’ll fuck you right here if it wasn’t illegal. – He whispers in my ear in a moment he breaks his make out with my neck and I moan at his words.

I take his keys from his hand and open the car for us to get into. I really want him to take me home right now. I can feel myself wet and I want him to finish what he has started. As I get into the car I catch myself wanting Harry to be the one who kisses me tonight and that paralyses me for a second. Why on Earth would he be running through my mind right now?

-How can you be so hot, Valerie? You drive me insane. – Si says shaking his head while driving. I smile at that.

We get to his house and we make out against the door just as he closes it. He pulls me against the door and kisses me eagerly. I really need him to take me without any foreplay. I touch his erection and I feel how excited he really is. I smile at him when he throws his head back hissing. I can’t help thinking about Harry and I have already given up.

-Please, Valerie.

-Take me against the wall, Simon.

His eyes widen and he takes the condom out of his wallet without removing his look from my eyes. In the mean time, I undress myself and he groans when he sees me naked in front of him waiting for him to thrust his sex inside mine. He then undresses himself looking at my body and before he even puts the condom on, he leans on to eat my whole mouth and cups my breasts mercilessly. He then touches my labial lips with his fingers and I instinctively tighten my sex and hiss.

-Holy shit, Valerie. You are so wet.

-I need you inside me. Put on the fucking condom. – He smiles amazed at my cursing and bossy mood.

As he puts the condom on clumsily because of the excitement, I touch myself to get ready although as he has said I’m as wet as humanly possible.

-Fucking Jesus Christ. Are you touching yourself? Oh my god.

Eventually we had merciless sex against the door and, after that, he just pours some water in a glass for me and I leave as if he were just another friend of mine and nothing has happened here. That’s how we work.

I have told him I rather walk home and that’s what I’m doing. My apartment is pretty near anyways and I've never been scared of walking alone at night. Here is the thing nonetheless, there is this car which is kind of worrying me since I have the creepy feeling that it is following me. I stop and look at the car trying to figure out what the hell is going on and I see the window of the passenger seat going down. My heart starts to beat faster. Who on Earth would have a traffic doubt at three in the morning?

When the window is down, I see a creepy Louis smiling as disturbingly as possible.

-Jesus Christ, Louis! I thought I was having a heart attack you idiot! I could have died!

He laughs his ass out and I myself laugh slightly. How crazy can this kid be?

-Why on Earth would you be walking home alone at three in the morning?

-Long story, Lou. – Not really, I think to myself, but I don’t want to give him any explanation. He would probably think I am a careless whore but then again, maybe I am.

-Get yourself in the car. We’ll take you home.

-It’s okay, Louis. I can walk.

-You’re crazy if you think I’m letting you walk home alone this late. You could bump into any pervert or drunk or drunken pervert and then what?

I roll my eyes at him but eventually get in the car because I know that he is sadly right. As I get in the car I find Harry who looks serious at me and a sleepy Liam.

-Who would let you go home alone? – Harry asks me looking even angry.

-Just some dude.

-Right, Valerie, great.

I shake my head annoyed at his apparent concern. To be honest, I’m also annoyed at the fact that he wouldn’t get out of my head while I was having sex with my hottest friend. I rather not talk to him so I turn to look through the window. The way to my place is awkwardly silent and when the driver stops the car at the entrance to my neighbourhood I smile at the guys and open the door.

-I’m walking from here. Thank you guys for the ride.

As I’m walking away from their car, I hear a door opening. Maybe they are changing their seats or something. A few seconds later I hear someone jogging after me.

-What the hell? – I ask turning around, amused.

-I’m walking you home. – Harry says smiling slightly.

-For some reason I thought you were mad at me? – I tease him and he sighs.

-I’m not mad. I just think that friend of yours is a dick. You are better than a guy who lets you leave alone.

-I’m independent, Harry. I’m twenty years old, you know? No one can tell me what to do. If I wanna go home alone, I go home alone.

-Don’t you think that’s the most childish thing you have ever said to me? I don’t mean bossing you around, I mean caring about you. I wouldn’t have let you go home alone.

-Why not? – I ask him looking at him.

He is looking to the our way while we both walk to my door.

-Because I wouldn’t have let you go. Quite simply.

-That’s not the way I function, Hazz.

-What do you mean?

-I just went to his place to have sex. That’s what I wanted. As soon as I got it, I was off. We just fucked, alright? It’s no big deal.

-I don’t wanna know. – He says with his eyes fixated on our way. I can tell he is annoyed even if he is not looking at me.

-Wow, that was rude, Harry. What the hell is your problem? – I ask him angry for what I know he’s feeling. I don’t want him to feel that way towards me.

-Seriously, Valerie? – He asks almost yelling at me, clearly bothered.

I keep on looking at him while he shakes his head looking at the floor and I value the last couple of weeks. I value his friendship too much to let this little jealousy moment ruins everything. I do not want him to feel that way, I keep telling myself. In the back of my mind I’m afraid I’m just trying to convince myself. I don’t want him to feel that way towards me. Or do I?

-Come on.

I say playing with his hair like if he was a little kid just to lighten the mood. I really feel like it is getting quite cheesy over here. He laughs slightly and then looks at me squinting his eyes, sort of trying to read me. I look into his eyes to prove him that he can’t and smile when I see he gives up.

-Have you had fun? - I ask him when we are reaching my door.

He shrugs and burns his eyes into mine.

-You look beautiful, by the way.

I smile at him and then look for my keys in my purse.

-I am not getting lost, Harry. I mean hopefully I know how to open the door and the lads are waiting for you. – I laugh and he smiles.

-Let them wait then. I wanna say goodbye. – He says smirking at me.

-Goodbye. – I tell him teasing him.

He exhales exasperated and put his arms up and then down giving me a confused exhausted grimace. I laugh and he turns around folding his arms, pretending to be mad like a little kid.

-Come on! You know I was kidding! Come here! - He wouldn’t come though and this time I wanna tease him a bit more so I’m not going after him. – Alright, then. Goodnight Harry.

I turn around and go to open the door and I can hear him smile behind me. He then come to me and hug my from behind taking my whole upper body with his long arms. He hums in our hug and I turn around to hug him properly. He rubbers my back with his right hand and we hug for almost a minute.

-Goodnight, Valerie. You are such a tease.

I laugh at that and lean on to kiss him on the cheek. He is going to see what a tease is. I kiss both his cheeks passing my lips inches away from his and then I kiss the tip of his nose. I stay inches away from his lips but now I’m not teasing him; I just can’t go away. I want him to kiss me so badly but I know he wouldn’t.

-Goodnight. – I whisper inches away from his lips and with that I turn around and open the door.

When I turn around to close the door after me I see that he hasn’t moved yet and I laugh at him.

-I’m inside. You can leave now.

-Right.

That’s all he says before I close the door at him. As soon as I close the door, I lean on it and smile. I see Sandra looking at me from the kitchen with a knowing look and I recompose myself coughing a little before turning serious and going straight to my room.

-I have a backache.

-Sure. – Sandra says shrugging nonchalantly and having a sip of her glass of water.

Why would she be up at half past three in the morning? Most importantly, why would I smile like a fool because of Harry’s stupid caring and cute moment? Oh, dear, what the hell is wrong with me?

Notes

Wait, what's wrong with Val? What do you guys think?

By the way, thanks to the one who voted! Whoever you are, you made my morning :)