VALERIE

Chapter 16: Virtual Loving

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Harry and his band mates have been gone for almost a month now and there’s no way I could deny that I already miss him. The flat just feels empty without him. I’d rather spend the whole day fighting with him than a day without him here to annoy me. But who exactly am I to decide when they’re at the peak of their career, hyping up USA with their summer tour? It’s insane.

But at any rate, I still enjoyed our last day together after his Mom’s wedding. Did I? I was truly traumatised by that. It was an experience not worth remembering.

Harry woke me up early in the morning. We were still in Cheshire. We decided to stay for at least another day to accompany Gemma while Anne and Robin are on escapade for their honeymoon.

I finally took Harry’s advice of adding exercise on my routine. Not just yet, we’re still going to test my endurance today. Haha!

So we drive off to this wide oval tracking field inside a school, just few minutes away from Robin’s residence. It is summer so there’s nobody in the premises except the guards and the janitors. We walk to the left side of the track and started stretching first as Harry advised. Harry was wearing this grey shirt and jersey shorts, meanwhile, I was on a white tee and sweat shorts and both of us on sneakers. Rest assured, this is going to be a very challenging day for me. I have no sense of physicality in my bones. I dance during parties, and I already consider that as an exercise.

“Okay, let’s start here.” Harry speaks up, walking to the middle of the track. I then followed after him and halted beside him. “One-third of the track, we walk; two-thirds, we jog; and lastly, we run. Are you okay with that?” He asks persuasively.

“Yeah.” I exhaled, “I can deal with that.” I stated confidently but deep inside, I am very much concerned about doing all these. I might collapse not even halfway. The field is really wide and is apparently built for professionals. What am I headed to?

While just dramatically taking all the air I could possibly inhale, my subconscious being captured Harry staring at me from head to toe. I drag my annoyed sight to him and gain his attention.

“Are you checking me out?” I wrinkle my forehead as I intently look at him, scorned.

He dust himself off and squeeze his eyes shut and open them again, “You look hot with these shorts.” He praise effusively and chuckles.

“Ugh, Harry. You sound like a rapist. Shut up!” I admonished and put my game face on, indicating my readiness.

Then we started trotting on our course.

 

Five minutes later …

 

Oh my Gucci leather dress! I’m so tired and exhausted. This wasn’t as easy as I expected it to be. I am sweating and I can literally feel my heart coming out of my chest. I am panting and gasping for air. Harry incredibly keeps on going. Oh shoot! I can barely breathe.

I pause for a while, bend my body forward facing the ground and my hands clasped on my knees tightly. My energy is almost drained and it was only five minutes later. God, I am so not born for this.

“Valerie, what are you doing?” Harry yells from a freaking distance. I regain my composure, pull my body up but still panting. I slowly started jogging again. I am not going to give up that easily.