Always
Rehearsals – Week 4: Part 2
Harry’s POV
Monday, 10th October
Her long caramel hair swished across her back as she turned around, quickly disappearing off the stage. I placed my lyric sheets on top of Kaylie’s and ordered the crew to stop filming. As soon as they did, I ran after my angel. I caught sight of her jogging down the corridor, further and further away from me. I heard her crying and quickened my pace, wanting to console her. I finally caught up to her and looped my right arm around her waist, pulling her to my chest.
“What is it, angel? Tell me what’s wrong.” I pressed my lips to her ear. Her left cheek was stained with tears and it tore at my heart that she was sobbing. Did she have a reason to? I didn’t believe she did but maybe to her, there was a reason. And I had to know what it was. I looked to my left and fortunately, there was a private storage room. Better than this corridor. I sighed to myself.
“In here, come on.” I said, opening the door with my free hand. With my arm still around her waist, I walked inside the room and closed the door behind us quietly. I twisted her body around in my direction and raised my hands to her face, wiping away her hot tears. Even when she was crying, Kaylie looked beautiful. The way her eyes sparkled with fresh tears and the way her fair skin glowed through the deep rosiness of her cheeks. I had never seen a more beautiful crying woman than Kaylie. While my eyes were on her, her gaze was locked to my chest, playing with the cross pendant of my necklace, shining gold on her small delicate fingers. I wanted to look at her face, into those milk chocolate eyes that glittered in whatever light.
“Look at me, angel.” I begged, stroking her soft cheeks with my thumbs. Kaylie looked up at me slowly, tears blooming in her eyes. She still had no idea what her eyes did to me. Their colour, their sparkle, the warmth they held. I was so in love when I looked into her eyes and she needed to know that. Kaylie wept more so I pulled her closer, so close that our foreheads almost touched.
“Why are you crying? You were doing so well.” I murmured, brushing my knuckles along her warm tear-stained cheek. Kaylie curled her fingers into fists, resting them on my chest as she stared up at me vulnerably.
“I d-d-don’t know why. Just…singing the song, it hit me just how much my life has changed over these past five months. My dream is coming true and I’ve met you and so many other amazing people. Harry, you’ve c-c-changed my life and I couldn’t be more grateful.”
My expression softened from her sweet words. With her face still in my hands, I leaned down and kissed her forehead. My lips made a journey down to her cheek, her skin smooth beneath my mouth, making me wonder if my lips would ever be able to taste every inch of her body. Would her beautiful thighs be this smooth? Would her breasts be this soft? I longed to see her body in all its youthful glory, standing before me, all mine to pleasure and love.
“Oh, my sweet angel.” I breathed softly and locked lips with Kaylie. Our mouths meshed together, quickly turning passionate. I cupped her jaw gently as her arms wound around my neck, wanting to be as close to me as possible. I knew she craved my touch, my kiss, just as much as I craved her touch, her kiss. She pushed her lips harder on mine, with so much force that my back made contact with the door. My leg moved in between both of hers, our bodies melting together into one. I loved being here with her. I loved every moment I spent with her. I remembered Liam’s advice from last night. He had said he loved being in love and I realised I felt the same. I loved being in love with Kaylie. There was no better feeling than loving the beautiful girl I was with right now. I poured my love out into our kissing, intensifying it, flames of desire heating up my lips. And when Kaylie moaned, my lust for her only grew. One day, she will be moaning my name.
My wrists became prisoners in her hands, wrapping her fingers around them, as I pulled back from the kiss. I laid my forehead on hers and stared down at her. Her eyes were closed, allowing me to admire the make-up she had on. The lightest eyeshadow to flatter her fair skin and the deepest black mascara to accentuate her long thick eyelashes. How do I deserve this vision of beauty? This angel from heaven above? While I wished I could have met Kaylie under different circumstance, I don’t think I would’ve fallen this hard for her in the outside world. This is the way I had fallen in love with her and I wouldn’t change that. I wasn’t one to question fate or destiny. She thinks I’ve changed her life? Oh, she doesn’t know how much she has changed my life…
“You have changed my life, Kaylie.” I uttered. My angel opened her eyes, their shade full of emotion. She never looked away nor did she blink. Her gaze was locked to my face just as mine was locked to hers.
“I never thought that being a judge on this show would allow me the chance to fall for a wonderful young woman like you. I feel very lucky to have found you, in this crazy experience. You’ve opened my eyes, angel, to what could be.” I smiled. I had come into this competition with an open mind, to offer my advice, my help, to people with a dream. To show them that even if you come from a small place, you can conquer the world. My career had started out as a dream and it had come true. That was the road I was taking Kaylie down. I wanted her dream to perform to come true, just like it had for me. She deserved that. She had a voice like no-one else and talent like that couldn’t go to waste. I never thought I would fall in love during this experience but it only made this journey even more amazing. I saw something with Kaylie. Something that could last for a long time. We had lasted for a while already in secret. I could imagine how perfect our life would be outside of this competition. We wouldn’t have to hide anymore and I could scream from the top of hotels and buildings that Kaylie Walker was the love of my life.
My angel grinned and her face lit up like a shining star. Suddenly, her hand was on my neck and her lips were on my cheek. I closed my eyes and breathed softly, fastening my arms around her waist. Her lips disappeared from my skin as her arms went around my neck, hugging me firmly, so tightly that I got the feeling that she never wanted to let me go. I hid my face in her neck, my lips grazing her skin ever so tenderly. Having Kaylie in my arms was one of the best feelings I had ever experienced. I could protect her within my embrace and let her dissolve into my loving hold. The sensation of having her body mould with my own felt amazing and I knew it would feel even more incredible if we had no clothes on. I had to tell her now. I had to tell her how she made me feel, what I felt for her, how much she meant to me. And I said that in just three words.
“I love you.”
0*0
It had been 78 minutes since I told Kaylie I loved her but my heart wasn’t beating with the joy that it should. Because Kaylie hadn’t said those three words back to me.
It had hurt me that she hadn’t told me she loved me. I wanted her to love me. Didn’t Liam say that everything would work out if I told her? Well, for me, it definitely hadn’t. Her love…I wanted it so desperately. Couldn’t she see that? So many questions flew around in my brain, only making me more flustered and confused. Does she love me? Will she ever love me? Is she too afraid to admit her love for me? Doesn’t she want to love me? Does she think she’s not good enough for me? Why? All the delight I had felt in finally telling her how I felt had been burnt down and I didn’t know if the flames of desire would ever rise again. All the minutes I had spent with myself, wondering if I should tell her or not, had been wasted and that had broken me.
The rest of the rehearsal went by slowly and my attention towards Kaylie had changed. I acted more professional and told her to keep on going, from the start or from the beginning of the chorus. I could tell that she had noticed my change in behaviour. It was written all over her face, she looked so guilty. She followed my instructions and while I was upset, she still blew me away with her vocals. She got better each time and managed to get me to crack a couple of smiles.
The time was 4:32pm when we finished. I figured Kaylie had done enough today and she would have two more rehearsals on Wednesday and Friday. As Cameron and the camera crew left, I decided to speak to her. I couldn’t leave us in this state, me being all upset and saddened because she hadn’t said what I wanted her to say. It would be toxic if I just left without a word. I knew that wouldn’t help at all. As Kaylie pulled on her coat, I said her name. She looked at me nervously, grabbing her bag off the floor.
“Yes?” Her voice was low and shy. She didn’t glow nor did she shine. She looked gloomy and I didn’t want to see her like that. How will I cope with this? Loving a girl that won’t say the words back to me? Then, an idea came to me.
“Remember when you told me that you could play the guitar?”
Kaylie nodded, chewing on her bottom lip. I want to do that to her lip. I thought seductively but quickly pulled myself out of my lustful thoughts.
“Could you play something for me? Tomorrow, maybe?” I suggested, hoping she would say yes. If this was the way that I could get her to myself again, then I would do it. I was also curious to see her play the guitar. Get a glimpse into her other talent, matching her gorgeous voice. Kaylie tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and sighed.
“Um, sure. But I don’t want to lug my guitar all the way here, it’d be a little difficult. So…you would have to come to my house…” She trailed off, looking down at the floor of the stage. I ran my hand through my hair as I remembered the last time I went to her house. It had also been the first time I had been there. The day I had reconciled with her after the misinterpretation of the incident with Melody. The way we had made out on that day… It was a fantastic memory. How passionate Kaylie had been, her body writhing with mine, her arms and legs around me as she tried to undo the buttons of my shirt. If she wanted me then, why didn’t she want me now? What has changed? It would be hard to go to her house without anyone finding out. But I had done it once before. I could do it again.
“I would love to hear you play.” I smiled at her. I can have her to myself without the worry of getting caught in these studios. Kaylie returned her eyes to me and smiled back. It was great to see her smile again, that beautiful smile of hers was too perfect to be real.
“OK. I have a group rehearsal here in the morning then I have two afternoon classes at school so I won’t be home until 5:30pm, maybe 6pm.”
“I’ll come at 6:30 then, just to be safe.” I replied. She agreed with me and silence resumed between us. Then, her hand was on my forearm, her petite delicate fingers sending shivers all over my skin. my green eyes locked to her chocolate ones and the words that spoke through the look on her face were the ones that I wanted to hear.
I love you.
So why couldn’t she just say them? I had been nervous to say the words but I still said them. Like Liam had wanted Cheryl to know that he loved her, I wanted Kaylie to know that I loved her. Completely and unconditionally. I had done that and I hoped that she would tell me as well, at some point.
“I’ll see you tomorrow evening, Harry.” Kaylie said and kissed my cheek. My lips did the same to her cheek and her face turned pink, the colour on her fair skin making me smirk.
“Looking forward to it, angel.” I refrained myself from saying “I love you” again, not wanting to force her to tell me, to not bombard her with the words. They were big words to say, I understood that. I just had my fingers crossed that she would say them to me sooner rather than later.
Monday, 10th October
Her long caramel hair swished across her back as she turned around, quickly disappearing off the stage. I placed my lyric sheets on top of Kaylie’s and ordered the crew to stop filming. As soon as they did, I ran after my angel. I caught sight of her jogging down the corridor, further and further away from me. I heard her crying and quickened my pace, wanting to console her. I finally caught up to her and looped my right arm around her waist, pulling her to my chest.
“What is it, angel? Tell me what’s wrong.” I pressed my lips to her ear. Her left cheek was stained with tears and it tore at my heart that she was sobbing. Did she have a reason to? I didn’t believe she did but maybe to her, there was a reason. And I had to know what it was. I looked to my left and fortunately, there was a private storage room. Better than this corridor. I sighed to myself.
“In here, come on.” I said, opening the door with my free hand. With my arm still around her waist, I walked inside the room and closed the door behind us quietly. I twisted her body around in my direction and raised my hands to her face, wiping away her hot tears. Even when she was crying, Kaylie looked beautiful. The way her eyes sparkled with fresh tears and the way her fair skin glowed through the deep rosiness of her cheeks. I had never seen a more beautiful crying woman than Kaylie. While my eyes were on her, her gaze was locked to my chest, playing with the cross pendant of my necklace, shining gold on her small delicate fingers. I wanted to look at her face, into those milk chocolate eyes that glittered in whatever light.
“Look at me, angel.” I begged, stroking her soft cheeks with my thumbs. Kaylie looked up at me slowly, tears blooming in her eyes. She still had no idea what her eyes did to me. Their colour, their sparkle, the warmth they held. I was so in love when I looked into her eyes and she needed to know that. Kaylie wept more so I pulled her closer, so close that our foreheads almost touched.
“Why are you crying? You were doing so well.” I murmured, brushing my knuckles along her warm tear-stained cheek. Kaylie curled her fingers into fists, resting them on my chest as she stared up at me vulnerably.
“I d-d-don’t know why. Just…singing the song, it hit me just how much my life has changed over these past five months. My dream is coming true and I’ve met you and so many other amazing people. Harry, you’ve c-c-changed my life and I couldn’t be more grateful.”
My expression softened from her sweet words. With her face still in my hands, I leaned down and kissed her forehead. My lips made a journey down to her cheek, her skin smooth beneath my mouth, making me wonder if my lips would ever be able to taste every inch of her body. Would her beautiful thighs be this smooth? Would her breasts be this soft? I longed to see her body in all its youthful glory, standing before me, all mine to pleasure and love.
“Oh, my sweet angel.” I breathed softly and locked lips with Kaylie. Our mouths meshed together, quickly turning passionate. I cupped her jaw gently as her arms wound around my neck, wanting to be as close to me as possible. I knew she craved my touch, my kiss, just as much as I craved her touch, her kiss. She pushed her lips harder on mine, with so much force that my back made contact with the door. My leg moved in between both of hers, our bodies melting together into one. I loved being here with her. I loved every moment I spent with her. I remembered Liam’s advice from last night. He had said he loved being in love and I realised I felt the same. I loved being in love with Kaylie. There was no better feeling than loving the beautiful girl I was with right now. I poured my love out into our kissing, intensifying it, flames of desire heating up my lips. And when Kaylie moaned, my lust for her only grew. One day, she will be moaning my name.
My wrists became prisoners in her hands, wrapping her fingers around them, as I pulled back from the kiss. I laid my forehead on hers and stared down at her. Her eyes were closed, allowing me to admire the make-up she had on. The lightest eyeshadow to flatter her fair skin and the deepest black mascara to accentuate her long thick eyelashes. How do I deserve this vision of beauty? This angel from heaven above? While I wished I could have met Kaylie under different circumstance, I don’t think I would’ve fallen this hard for her in the outside world. This is the way I had fallen in love with her and I wouldn’t change that. I wasn’t one to question fate or destiny. She thinks I’ve changed her life? Oh, she doesn’t know how much she has changed my life…
“You have changed my life, Kaylie.” I uttered. My angel opened her eyes, their shade full of emotion. She never looked away nor did she blink. Her gaze was locked to my face just as mine was locked to hers.
“I never thought that being a judge on this show would allow me the chance to fall for a wonderful young woman like you. I feel very lucky to have found you, in this crazy experience. You’ve opened my eyes, angel, to what could be.” I smiled. I had come into this competition with an open mind, to offer my advice, my help, to people with a dream. To show them that even if you come from a small place, you can conquer the world. My career had started out as a dream and it had come true. That was the road I was taking Kaylie down. I wanted her dream to perform to come true, just like it had for me. She deserved that. She had a voice like no-one else and talent like that couldn’t go to waste. I never thought I would fall in love during this experience but it only made this journey even more amazing. I saw something with Kaylie. Something that could last for a long time. We had lasted for a while already in secret. I could imagine how perfect our life would be outside of this competition. We wouldn’t have to hide anymore and I could scream from the top of hotels and buildings that Kaylie Walker was the love of my life.
My angel grinned and her face lit up like a shining star. Suddenly, her hand was on my neck and her lips were on my cheek. I closed my eyes and breathed softly, fastening my arms around her waist. Her lips disappeared from my skin as her arms went around my neck, hugging me firmly, so tightly that I got the feeling that she never wanted to let me go. I hid my face in her neck, my lips grazing her skin ever so tenderly. Having Kaylie in my arms was one of the best feelings I had ever experienced. I could protect her within my embrace and let her dissolve into my loving hold. The sensation of having her body mould with my own felt amazing and I knew it would feel even more incredible if we had no clothes on. I had to tell her now. I had to tell her how she made me feel, what I felt for her, how much she meant to me. And I said that in just three words.
“I love you.”
0*0
It had been 78 minutes since I told Kaylie I loved her but my heart wasn’t beating with the joy that it should. Because Kaylie hadn’t said those three words back to me.
It had hurt me that she hadn’t told me she loved me. I wanted her to love me. Didn’t Liam say that everything would work out if I told her? Well, for me, it definitely hadn’t. Her love…I wanted it so desperately. Couldn’t she see that? So many questions flew around in my brain, only making me more flustered and confused. Does she love me? Will she ever love me? Is she too afraid to admit her love for me? Doesn’t she want to love me? Does she think she’s not good enough for me? Why? All the delight I had felt in finally telling her how I felt had been burnt down and I didn’t know if the flames of desire would ever rise again. All the minutes I had spent with myself, wondering if I should tell her or not, had been wasted and that had broken me.
The rest of the rehearsal went by slowly and my attention towards Kaylie had changed. I acted more professional and told her to keep on going, from the start or from the beginning of the chorus. I could tell that she had noticed my change in behaviour. It was written all over her face, she looked so guilty. She followed my instructions and while I was upset, she still blew me away with her vocals. She got better each time and managed to get me to crack a couple of smiles.
The time was 4:32pm when we finished. I figured Kaylie had done enough today and she would have two more rehearsals on Wednesday and Friday. As Cameron and the camera crew left, I decided to speak to her. I couldn’t leave us in this state, me being all upset and saddened because she hadn’t said what I wanted her to say. It would be toxic if I just left without a word. I knew that wouldn’t help at all. As Kaylie pulled on her coat, I said her name. She looked at me nervously, grabbing her bag off the floor.
“Yes?” Her voice was low and shy. She didn’t glow nor did she shine. She looked gloomy and I didn’t want to see her like that. How will I cope with this? Loving a girl that won’t say the words back to me? Then, an idea came to me.
“Remember when you told me that you could play the guitar?”
Kaylie nodded, chewing on her bottom lip. I want to do that to her lip. I thought seductively but quickly pulled myself out of my lustful thoughts.
“Could you play something for me? Tomorrow, maybe?” I suggested, hoping she would say yes. If this was the way that I could get her to myself again, then I would do it. I was also curious to see her play the guitar. Get a glimpse into her other talent, matching her gorgeous voice. Kaylie tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and sighed.
“Um, sure. But I don’t want to lug my guitar all the way here, it’d be a little difficult. So…you would have to come to my house…” She trailed off, looking down at the floor of the stage. I ran my hand through my hair as I remembered the last time I went to her house. It had also been the first time I had been there. The day I had reconciled with her after the misinterpretation of the incident with Melody. The way we had made out on that day… It was a fantastic memory. How passionate Kaylie had been, her body writhing with mine, her arms and legs around me as she tried to undo the buttons of my shirt. If she wanted me then, why didn’t she want me now? What has changed? It would be hard to go to her house without anyone finding out. But I had done it once before. I could do it again.
“I would love to hear you play.” I smiled at her. I can have her to myself without the worry of getting caught in these studios. Kaylie returned her eyes to me and smiled back. It was great to see her smile again, that beautiful smile of hers was too perfect to be real.
“OK. I have a group rehearsal here in the morning then I have two afternoon classes at school so I won’t be home until 5:30pm, maybe 6pm.”
“I’ll come at 6:30 then, just to be safe.” I replied. She agreed with me and silence resumed between us. Then, her hand was on my forearm, her petite delicate fingers sending shivers all over my skin. my green eyes locked to her chocolate ones and the words that spoke through the look on her face were the ones that I wanted to hear.
I love you.
So why couldn’t she just say them? I had been nervous to say the words but I still said them. Like Liam had wanted Cheryl to know that he loved her, I wanted Kaylie to know that I loved her. Completely and unconditionally. I had done that and I hoped that she would tell me as well, at some point.
“I’ll see you tomorrow evening, Harry.” Kaylie said and kissed my cheek. My lips did the same to her cheek and her face turned pink, the colour on her fair skin making me smirk.
“Looking forward to it, angel.” I refrained myself from saying “I love you” again, not wanting to force her to tell me, to not bombard her with the words. They were big words to say, I understood that. I just had my fingers crossed that she would say them to me sooner rather than later.
Notes
I’m turning evil with having Kaylie not tell Harry, aren’t I? :P Why do you think she didn't? Is she scared? What’s going to happen between them at Kaylie’s house? You’ll find out soon, my dears!
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11/19/17