VALERIE

Chapter 30: PDA

Copyright © @zylgnagnaba 2013

Harry’s POV

There’s a rainbow always after the rain. There’s a light at the end of the tunnel. There are so many clichéd quotes I could relate to as of the moment. Valerie and I, as cheesy as it sounds, went through a really rough patch before enjoying our well-deserved bliss. It’s really funny that we have to go through that when all along we feel the same way about each other. How stupid, right?

But no matter what, I wouldn’t change a thing. I’m still grateful because if none of the past has happened, then I wouldn’t even realize how much she really means to me. In her case—how much I mean to her.

I still can’t wrap my mind around the fact that we are finally, at last, officially and truly together now. I am so elated and at the same time, still in a dreamy state. I wish there was a video recording so I can go through it again and again, just so everything will sink in to me after how many replays.

“I thought you were just playing when you told me you were jealous of Liam.” Valerie’s giggles resound across our semi-dim room as she teases me. Her elbow props up over my pillow while she plays with few strands of my brown curls between her two fingers, her other hand tracing the tattoos near my collar bone. Her bare body lies against mine as her bent leg comfortably rests over my torso.

I, on the other hand, lie on my back enjoying the view of the beautiful dark haired girl lying beside me. My eyes freely roam around her exposed shoulders down to her chest as my fingers easily draw circles on the smooth skin of her thigh that’s on top of me.

I try to recall when I admitted that I was jealous of Liam — it was when we were in LA, the first night we slumbered without a fucking pillow between us. Along with the remembrance, returns the familiar feeling of pang hitting my chest when I ruminate the scene where I saw then too many times sitting next to each other. But the pain I feel now is not as much as unbearable before. The fact that Valerie is now with me—and we just made love, if it’s not yet obvious—overpowers the hurting feeling.

“The truth is—yeah, okay… I admit. I had a huge crush on him…” Her eyes glisten as she confesses. She tentatively looks down at me, but then she changes her mind and dart her eyes to the headboard above me. She purses her lips and breathes out a smile followed by a little laugh before she finally decides to meet my eyes. I bite my lower lip, waiting for her next words to slip. “But then it disappeared even before I realized that I love you.” An involuntary grin grows on my face and she chuckles, poking my dimple.

“Oh?” I pay a quizzical gaze at her and she nods eagerly. Her flushed cheeks illuminate in the dawning new day, cheery aura radiating off me making me grin at her.

“Well, he’s like a brother to me—a great one at that.” She chuckles and sways the hair that strayed on my fringe back before allowing her gentle hand to cup my cheek, her thumb stroking the skin. “We just treat each other like siblings, you know.” A content sigh escape her lips and she kisses my temple. “It’s only you that I love, Harry.” My heart leaps at her assurance rendering me speechless, lost somewhere in her brown eyes that bores into mine.

“I love you more, Valerie.” I finally say a matter of ten seconds later with an idiotic toothy grin plastered on my face.

She then closes the distance between our faces by leaning into me, spoiling me in a slow passionate kiss. My hand finds its way to latch on her bare back as Valerie leans further into my frame, deepening the kiss by pushing her tongue between my lips. She’s mine. All mine, and I will do anything in my power to keep her with me.

“I think I love you more, Harry.” She says between our lips, her eyes travel from my lips, up to my nose before they focus on my green ones.

“No, of course not. I love you more.” I protest and she throws her head back laughing, her chest flutters along with her shoulders. It is contagious that I end up joining, laughing with her as well.