Right Now **EDITING**

Reality

Harold's Point Of View

September 27th

Since I don't have a show tonight, Gynie and I really take our time and talk more about us, our families and our friends.  We snuggle against each other on the couch of course, but I think we are getting really comfortable with each other on the psychological as well as the physical level.  I trust her and I hope she does too.  We talk about the break and what I'll do after.  She is really happy that I'll take a formation to become a real estate agent and I mention that my home is currently on sale.  She talks about going back to Montreal for Christmas and that it's magical at winter time.  She really loves Christmas, her eyes are sparkling and she gets all excited just talking about it.  I can't believe she already started her Christmas presents.  She is unbelievable.  

Since she baked me breakfast, I cook her an early dinner or a late lunch if you will.  She loves watching me cook and offers to help lots of times, but I let her enjoy the show.  I put some music on and can't help but dance like a maniac while cooking.  She laughs so hard and joins me.  She's as ridiculous as me but yet so adorable.  This girl really makes me happy.

After I've invited Gynie to stay for the night and she declined a numerous of times while eating our late lunch, we are now getting ready to leave for College.  She said something like getting to bed early...

We get in the car and I can't help but to smile at her.

"What!?"  She asks me with her usual warming smile.

"My clothes look good on you!"  I smile at her and she blushes.

She really is beautiful and my clothes are OK looking, but she embraces them as part of her own look.  I remember the mornings events.  She always surprises me and I think that's why I love spending time with her.  Just today, she took my toothbrush to brush her teeth while I was naked in the shower, she wore my clothes to train with me, she did her thing without never complaining and tried to lift my weights.  There are really heavy and she did a set the best she could.  She is so small and seems so fragile, but she's been so strong.  It was hilarious seeing her on my floor enjoying the cold hard ground.  I laugh a bit to myself as I start the car.

Seeing her call her Mum this morning was heartbreaking.  She went from happiness to emptiness in a matter of seconds.  I didn't want to interrupt and I didn't want her to restrain from how she really felt.  My Mum is a big part of my life too and being away is always really hard at least I have my best friends with me, but she hasn't anyone.  So I tried to be there for her, the best that I could...  It was hard seeing her always so strong and now as vulnerable as someone can be.  It made me realise how real our relationship, whatever she may consider it to be, is to me and how special and unique she makes me feel.

I click on a button and the garage door opens.  I take her hand, lace our fingers together and lean on her side.  She kisses me softly and deeply.  I look at her for a couple of seconds and tighten the grip on her hand.  We smile at each other before I look ahead to drive her back to College.

I suddenly get very angry as a pap is blocking my way.  He takes loads of picture. I take a pair of sunglasses and hand another to Gynie.  I get out of the car.  How dares he?

"Harry, how are you fellow?  Who is she?  Are you guys together?"

"Sorry sir, you're not allowed to park here.  You're blocking me from leaving my house."  I say as calmly as I can.

"My daughter is a big fan of yours can I have an autograph for her?"

"Will you leave if I do?"  I politely ask.