Sahara Pt II - Bear's Den
Like Real People Do - Hozier
Stealing Cars - James Bay
Move Together - James Bay
Magic - Coldplay

Harry’s POV

I’m looking forward to being free today. I enjoy listening to John’s and Julian’s work but I can’t wait to be with Valerie after yesterday’s night. I cried like an idiot in front of her and it was embarrassing as hell but, for some reason, it felt right. I had been feeling like shit since our meeting with management because they remind me we were leaving on Tuesday morning which means Valerie and I are done on Tuesday morning. I felt this punch taking away everything in my chest and I even had a headache. I have no idea what the fuck I’m going to do when she is not around and I don’t get to kiss her or touch her or make love to her the way I do now.

We have been having sessions of multiple love making this past few days and I know that we both are trying to get filled with each other. I know I’m not going to make it though as I will never get enough of her. I have to make her stay and I will even if she thinks on Tuesday we are both flipping the page. I am going to go after her until she comes back to me. It’s so obvious we have to be together. There is no other way.
From Valerie: I’ll be waiting for you at the coffee shop. LOVE U.

She has sent me a picture of her with a funny face at the coffee shop which is next to the studio. I rush towards it without giving a damn they haven’t told me to go. I’ve been here for five hours already and I’m leaving.

-Wow. That was quick. – Valerie smiles at me from behind her sunglasses. – Are you ready?

I nod and bend over her to kiss her hello. She hums in our kiss and licks my bottom lip.

-You look great by the way. - She smiles and I shake my head.

-When are we leaving?

-As soon as you get your coffee.

We get on my car since I have insisted on driving today and Valerie plays Cider Sky on the radio. We drive in a comfortable silence at first until I realize something is worrying Valerie by the way she bites her bottom lip and shakes her knees. Maybe she is nervous because she is seeing her friend.

-Baby, are you okay? – I rest my hand at her knee.

-I thought you would never ask. – She tells me relieved and I laugh. – I’m sort of worried.

-What for, babe?

-You know I’m working with a tiger in the new project.

-Are you scared? – I laugh.

-It’s not that, you idiot. – She punches me playfully and smiles. – How do they teach a tiger? I mean a tiger is a wild animal; it’s not like a dog. Do they hurt him to teach him to do stupid stuff? I don’t know. I just think a tiger prefers living in the jungle or wherever they live instead of living on a set surrounded by people.

I should have thought about that. Valerie is the biggest animal lover I have ever seen. She is a vegetarian and she doesn’t wear makeup because she knows the makeup industry uses animals to prove their products. She is so aware about animals’ suffering because of industry I should have guessed she would also be against using animals in movies and stuff.

-Well, baby, I’m sure they treat the tiger right. Maybe its trainer is an animal lover too and they treat him with affection. Anyway, you can make sure of that yourself and if you see something you don’t like, you can decline the job. You could join our tour and stay with me. – I smile at her and she smiles back.

-That sounds tempting. You are right, I’m checking that when I met the tiger. You can see when an animal is sad and when it is not just by looking into its eyes.

Of course she can. I smile at her and squeeze her knee. These are some other reasons why I love her. She is almost a communist and even though I can’t say I am I like the fact the she has her ideas so clear. She is some sort of new indie hippie marijuana free into art as hell and I like her. She is Valerie and she is mine.

-Jesus Christ – Valerie says stretching her legs – I thought we were never getting here.

-Were you tired of being alone with me, weren’t you? – I tease her.

-That’s exactly why. – She teases back smiling and hugs me tight.

We make out for a couple of minutes leaning on the car door and then we make our way to the park whilst Val talks to James on the phone. We end up on the backstage waiting for James to come to say hello before the show starts. I see James’ smile grows huge when he sees Valerie who has taken a picture with a girl who asked her to. He comes towards us and Valerie smiles widely at him too and then they hug each other insanely tight.

-Jesus, I missed you!

James is touching Valerie’s back and that makes me jealous, which is embarrassing.
Valerie’s smile is huge when she pulls out of that embrace and she looks so happy it makes me smile. She holds both James’ hands showing her affection and James looks at her smiling. I know there are so many memories crossing their minds right now. Then Valerie smiles at me.

-So James this is Harry.

-Sure. Your band is incredible and your vocals... Wow.

-Thank you, mate. I am a huge fan of yours. – I seriously am.

-Thanks. I also have to thank you personally because you really inspire my co-writer. – James says looking at Val.

-Oh shut up! – Valerie elbows him.

-Your co-writer? – I can’t help but to raise my brows.

James is about to say something when he is called by his team and he has to go. It’s only an hour left for the concert already and they have to check sound, lights and stuff. Not that I know. Valerie and I decide we are having a ride through the park before the concert.

-So you write with James Bay. Why did you never tell me?

-I don’t know. – Valerie shrugs. – You never asked, I guess.

-Right because it’s the typical question you would ask your girlfriend on a Monday afternoon. – I tease.

-Exactly. – She laughs.

-Seriously though, do you often write with him or it’s just something sporadic?

-Sporadic? Who uses that word? – She laughs hard and I chuckle. – I usually do to be honest. I mean I used to. But then I moved and now we don’t particularly write together anymore. I write songs which I give him and he improves them.

-Do you write songs about yourself or not necessarily?

-You know I tend to share. – She chuckles. – Have I written a song about you? – She looks into my eyes and laughs. – Maybe.

-Come on! Tell me. I have written a few songs about us, I’ll tell you. What’s the name of the song and whom did you write it for?

-I’m not telling you the name but it was for James. Well, also for Bear’s Den and for Hozier. - She laughs and I smile at her like a fool because I got three songs. I feel so important.

-And can I know the names of those ones?

-Can you know the name of those ones? – She hums whilst she thinks and I pout for her to tell me the names making her laugh. – Sahara Pt II for Bear’s Den and Like Real People Do for Hozier. – She smiles.

I’m listening to those two in our way back home at the car afterwards.

We get to the stage where James is going to be playing in ten minutes and they give us a spot on the front row. People fill every single spot before James comes out and he starts playing songs from his new album. He is so damn great and Val knows the lyrics for every single song.

-So because I’m at ease with you guys and you are such a wonderful audience – James says – I think I’m sharing with you two brand new songs which were written by a very close friend of mine who I love so much – he is smiling at Valerie who is blushing and hiding her face on my chest – a few weeks ago actually. – He is tuning his guitar. – She is too talented to be real. She sent me these songs played on her guitar and I didn’t change a thing because I was in awe. So the first one is called Stealing Cars and I hope you guys like it.

Only the guitar part is awesome and I can totally picture Valerie playing it in her guitar.
“No I don’t know why the seasons change or how we fell so hard. Before our hearts go up in flames, let’s go throwing stones and stealing cars” I assume this song is for me and I infer that “our hearts are going up in flames” on Monday night as the seasons will be changing. “Maybe the world won’t find us, fall to the Earth in red light till it’s gone”. I am hugging Valerie from behind while she moves her head following the rhythm of James’ guitar. She turns around smiling at me and I devour her mouth at what she smiles against my lips.

-I love you. – It’s all I can say.

She hugs me tight and then she rests her forehead on mine smiling and caresses my face.

-You know? I’m so glad you are here and I’m so glad I’ve met you. I love that you come here with your appetite of being with me and with that smile like everything is possible and I have realized that’s what I want. I want everything to be possible every single day of my life. I love you, Harry, and that’s not going to change because you are going on tour or because I am shooting this movie in Brazil.

I am speechless just smiling at her like an idiot. Is she telling me that we are not breaking up on Tuesday? She doesn’t even expect an answer for me but kisses me happily and I get to taster her mouth till the song ends.

-Thank you. – James says at the applause. – As the last song for tonight I’m playing this beautiful song my lovely friend Valerie Veneel wrote a few weeks ago too. I hope you like it as much as I do.

-Just so you know – Valerie says looking at me – Stealing cars was about us and this one, if it’s Move together, is ours as well.

My cheeks and my bottom lip are hurting for this huge smile which is about to break my face. I still don’t know what her words from before mean but as I think of asking her later James starts to sing and I need to stop to listen to every single word. “But we didn’t get tonight, we don’t have tomorrow so don’t ruin now”.

“How we gonna move together? Come closer. If we don’t move together just come closer. How we gonna breathe? How we gonna be together? Just keeping the peace between the sheets.”

It’s the best song I’ve heard in quite a long time quite simply but it also feels a bit wrong. Even though it is called Move together it is about actually not moving together so I sort of get the message. You can infer different things though “but we didn’t get tonight, we don’t have tomorrow so don’t ruin now”.

James says bye to the audience and Valerie and I stay at our spot, glad that no one has recognized us yet. I hug her from behind resting my chin on her shoulder and she caresses my hand and my hair with her hands. I kiss her shoulder.

-Hey guys, what do you think? – James asks coming towards us.

-You are the second best musician in this planet. The first one is my boyfriend, you know.

-Thank you, Val. – He laughs and hugs Valerie. – I mean those songs... even you would sound good singing them. – We all laugh and Valerie pushes James’ chest. – So we are having dinner in this restaurant with management but after that we can go wherever you guys want.

-Sure! As long as you are not tired. Anyway, I have great news, James. – We all wait for her to continue. – I’m moving to... – She gives expectation for the two of us – Dublin in three months! – She shouts.

-No way! – James hugs her. – That means I’m moving to my house in Liverpool so we can be closer! Geez, thank God I missed you!

When James is gone Valerie and I have another ride until we reach to a restaurant which is inside the park and we order our dinner. The sun is already gone and Valerie is beautiful in these lights.

-I think I might be visiting Dublin in three months. – I tell her nonchalantly and she chuckles.

-Really? I’ve heard Jim Sheridan is filming a movie there. – She says naturally.

-I’ve heard that too. I mean that’s why I’m going. I’ll tell you something: I’m sort of in love with the main actress.

-Of course you are. She is amazing. – She smiles and I have to laugh. – She might be sort of in love with you too.

As I look into her eyes there is no doubt in my mind she is the one. I will marry her someday, that’s for sure.

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Valerie’s POV

-How funny is James? – I ask Harry in our way home as he drives and he chuckles.

-Louis is going to get jealous when I tell him all this talking.

-Louis is getting jealous, because you are not. – I tease and he smiles at me.

-I am not. He is just your friend and I’m your boyfriend. Should I be jealous?

-Should you? – I kiss his cheek and he squeezes my knee.

We drive talking about our night. I really missed James. He is the type of person you can tell whatever you have on mind knowing he will understand. I look at Harry resting my head on the window and find him deep in thought. He stares at the road with a frown and his lips form a straight thin line. I study his face trying to memorize every single inch of skin of his face and draw his outline with my eyes.

-I love you. – I tell him and he smirks with his eyes fixated on the road.

We get back to Harry’s apartment at two in the morning and I get into the bathroom as soon as he is changed and done. When I’m out of the bathroom I find Harry lying on his stomach on his bed. His legs are slightly shrunken and one of his arms rests above his head. I get to bed lying on my stomach next to him and take his hand which rests above his head. I hop on top of him, resting my chest on his back and my face on his face, pecking every inch of skin I can get from one side of Harry’s face and he smiles. Harry yawns.

-Are you tired, love? – I ask him pecking his cheek.

-I am tired. – He says with eyes shut.

-Let’s sleep then. – I Eskimo kiss his cheek.

-No, I want to spend time with you while I can. – He lies on his flank side and gestures for me to cuddle with him in his arms. – Come closer, babe.

I hug him placing my head on his chest and I kiss his chest while he caresses my hair and my back. We are too tired to say anything but we are enjoying each other’s presence in this comfortable silence. He caresses my back from my shoulders to the low part and the other way around and after good ten minutes of his sweet caressing, I decide I’m giving him a massage since I can tell he is exhausted. I play Magic by Coldplay on my phone and sit down on the bed, turning him so that he is lying on his stomach. I then sat down on his buttocks as I massage his back lovingly.

He has the softest skin of all times and I can’t help but to bend over and peck his skin every now and then. He hums at my massage which motivates me to keep going. I massage every single muscle on his back until I feel them relax under my touch and I enjoy the warmness of his body. I start massaging his broad shoulders and caressing his skin and then I massage his flank sides and the low of his back. Then I lie down next to him and look at him smirking. I caress his face as I propped myself up on my elbow. He is about to fall asleep.

-Good night, Harold. - I tell him caressing his hair.

-Goodnight, love.

I smirk and a few minutes later, I feel his breath calmer and softer so I figure he is asleep. I stare at him in his sleep and hug him carefully to not wake him up. I see there is a black market at his desk. I decide it’s time for him to have a little bit of ink on his back too.

When I’m done with his new tattoo I lie down next to him and he wraps his arms around me. Sunk in his scent and his hot breath I fall asleep.

Notes

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