Valerie’s POV

Damn it, this fucking door is so difficult to open. For sure they are not getting in here to steal anything, locksmith my friend. Eventually the door opens and I fall exhausted in the couch. I don’t even know what time it is but I don’t really give a shit. I’m doing nothing tomorrow. As I think about tonight, I realise something: I have officially lost my modest power over male gender.

Harry wasn’t interested in me one bit. It’s so frustrating; I mean I have already gotten that nobody can be in a relationship with me because it’s true that I’m too independent and too devoted to my job but I just wanted to hook up with him. Not even, just a kiss and he wouldn’t kiss me. He is hot as hell and so incredibly sexy but, on the other hand, he is polite and caring. I don’t know how many times he has hugged me tonight. Maybe he just wants us to be friends and I can totally buy it. I’m sure he will be a great friend; I just have to find a way to control my desire of kissing his thick lips and touch him everywhere. I mean, I desperately need to find a way of getting his mouth out of my head.

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It’s ten in the morning when I wake up and I decide I’ll go jogging for a while and then I’ll do a bit of yoga that I really need. I’m staying home with the cat today all day to regain a bit of energy since tomorrow I’ll have to go to the set to meet the whole crew and do a reading of the script out loud. I assume we are also talking to the director about or characters, doing some improvisations maybe and stuff. I’m so excited to shoot this movie. Who would have thought this unknown Spaniard waitress was gonna end up playing Bonnie Parker? I laugh alone at that. How silly of me.

Harry’s POV

I know I’m most likely getting burned yet I’m too lazy to turn around, not to mention putting some sun lotion. I’ll wait until Lou appears so that she puts some lotion on me. The thought of Lou putting body lotion on me makes me think of Valerie. If it was her who put that lotion on me, I’ll ask her to do it every five minutes. For sure I wouldn’t get burned.

It has been five days since I took her home and all I know about her is that she is doing fine and that she is so excited with the movie. Louis would talk about her nonstop when he comes from the set. According to Louis, “Val” is nice and is all the time taking care of him, asking him how he is feeling and helping him with all the acting stuff. She is very professional too, but never too serious. Louis says she is the funniest person he has ever met and that I believe. They have been hanging out a lot lately and she usually drives Louis home when they don’t walk. They have only known each other for a week but they spend so much time together that it is normal that they have built this friendship. I know Louis is crazy about her as a friend. I hope it is as a friend.

Regarding to me, I can’t wait to see her again but she wouldn’t stop by when she accompanies Louis and when she has I wasn’t at home. I hope I see her tonight because it’s Friday and we are most likely going to hang out. Hopefully Louis invites her.

Valerie’s POV

Louis and I have discovered this spot near the set where we go have lunch with the meals we steal from the catering when we want to have some quality time getting to know each other. I have gotten to know Louis and I have grown to like him a lot. Even though it seems crazy because I only know him for a week, he has become one of those friends. Sometimes all it takes is just something in common or a good experience together to find your friend. I feel like we both got into this movie so that we got to know each other and I’m so glad he lets me know him a bit more every day. He is just fun.

-Hey, Val, do you know whether birds pee? – He asks all serious looking to the birds in the tree just above us. I have to laugh.

-They obviously pee, Lou. The thing is they don’t want to lose water right? So their pee is not as liquid as ours. Jesus, this is such a disgusting topic that you bring up while we have lunch. Not that I’m surprised though.

-The curiosity kills me sometimes. – He has grown to be so dramatic since he’s playing Clyde.

-You were good on that scene you shot earlier by the way. You are a natural, you secret actor!

He blushes hard and I laugh at him throwing one of his chips at him.

-Don’t you waste my chips, you little demon. Why don’t you throw away your little carrots or whatever that orange thing is? – He is almost disgusted looking at my vegetarian meal. – Hang out with us tonight. - He says out of nowhere.

-Us?

-You know, the lads and me. – That means Harry would be there.

-I wish I could, but I have a birthday to celebrate.

-Who’s birthday?

-It’s Britt’s. She is an old friend.

He nods and gives it in. I know he wants me to hang out with his friends and I want to go too but I really have this birthday party going on.

-Actually, why don’t you come with me to Britt’s party? Unless you have plans with your friends of course. – He looks down at his food considering it. He wants to come. – It would be fun, come on.

-What about Britt? Don’t you think she would be like what the hell is this kid doing here? Who is this even? That would be awkward.

-Yeah, right, because it’s not like you are famous or anything. – He laughs at that.

-Even though I am, I didn’t get an invite. You know the fact that I’m famous doesn’t give me the right to do whatever I want, right?

-Doesn’t it? It does for me, Tommo Bear. – He throws his head back laughing.

-Don’t you call me that, Veneel.

We are called to finish rehearsing the scene we might be shooting on Monday and after some makeup trials, we are free to go and enjoy the weekend. I drive Louis home and he insists on getting inside his house because he wants me to try his homemade cheesecake. So he also cooks; this kid is just insane.

We walk inside the house laughing because we remembered how we photobombed every tourists’ pictures with the other actors in the cast. That was fun. We laugh excited in our brainstorm of new ideas for photobombing.

-Val, Val. I just got an idea. Next time we buy one of those huge glasses with the red nose and just put them on and get into the picture.

I laugh imagining us doing it while we enter the kitchen to find Harry sitting on the table with his Macbook and headphones. He then looks at us and smiles widely showing his dimples. Is he even more handsome than last time? And why is he smiling that much?

-You look great in that vintage new style of yours, Valerie. – He says pouting his lips down in agreement.

-I don’t know what you are talking about.

He smiles at me pointing at the window behind him for me to see my reflection. I see I haven’t gotten rid of Bonnie’s hair and makeup. I laugh at my reflection and Harry chuckles while Louis dances taking his cake out of the fridge. So random.

-Oh, shit. Louis why on Earth wouldn’t you tell me I am looking like Bonnie?

-Oh, crap. I got so used to it I didn’t even realise.

We both laugh and he serves some cake for the three of us after asking Harry if he wanted a bit. The three of us take a seat at the table in the yard which has a swimming pool and is right next to the beach. Holy crap, what a house.

Harry’s POV

-Alright, Louis. You have this incredibly amazing house and you would not tell me knowing that I could use some sun for my disgustingly pale skin. – Valerie says before tasting the cake.

I can’t erase the smile from my face every time I look at her in that sort of costume makeup she is wearing. She is the prettiest Bonnie Hollywood is ever going to see.

-You are invited to come as much as you want, right Hazza?

-For sure. Feel at home, Valerie. – I wish she actually comes home more often.

-Hazza? Is that your pet name? – Only her smile is killing me.

-One of them actually. – Louis takes the lead. I guess he can feel I’m staring at her as a fool. Could she feel it too? How embarrassing would that be? – We also call him Hazz and, my personal favourite, Harold.

She laughs with Louis and then looks at me. Has she just made fun of me?

-Is Harold your real name? – She asks me smiling.

-Of course not. It’s Harry.

-Cool. Harry is fine but I think I like Hazz too.

She then puts some cake on her mouth looking at me while I smile at her. She can call me as she like as long as she calls me. She turns her head in surprise after join her eyebrows in a frown and looks at Louis.

-Jesus, Lou, this is good! Way better than I expected to be honest. So you are also a cooker! Eleanor is a lucky girl.

She pushes Louis in his arm and I instantly feel sort of jealous of him. Louis is smiling and kind of blushing. I know Louis is in love with Eleanor, don’t get me wrong, but I can tell that if it wasn’t for that, he would be going mad for Valerie. I mean who wouldn’t?

-So Valerie, what are you doing tonight? – I ask her trying to call her attention.

-I’m going with Louis to a friend’s party and, by the way, you can call me Val.

I nod at her. Ouch. I expected her to come with us to Kanye’s party and she is going with Louis. I rather talk to him later; I don’t want him to put his relationship at risk for this girl, especially because this girl is Val.

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