Right Now **EDITING**

The Heart Under The Lock

Virginie's Point Of View

November 9th

I can't believe Harry has no voice.  How could it have happened?  We literally share the same bacteria, why am I OK and he's not?  I can't believe it...  He has such a big week ahead and promo coming up.  This must be very stressful for him.

While I was in my own head, panicking over Harry's state, he walked over to Matt to shake his hand and officially meet.  

This day keeps blowing my mind away.  Harry has both of his hands on Matt's and whispers something to his ear.  It's a good idea, because he shouldn't be talking at all.  So, whispering is a good step from talking.  But, my heart warms at their proximity.  My best friend and my boyfriend bounding together, it's priceless.  As if I wasn't already, but I really feel like the luckiest girl in the world.  

Harry hugs Matt seemingly still talking to him.  I smile brightly and Matt's eyes meet mine as he nods to Harry.  He smiles at my man and I'm left behind really wondering what is happening.  Harry steps back to turn and face me again.  He is smiling glorious at me, taking a second or two to run his eyes up and down on my body, dimples digging their way on his cheeks.  His hands cup my face as he kisses me with strength.  It feels very good to feel how much he missed me even if it was for a few hours, but Matt is right besides us.  I step back and glance at him quickly.  I walk to him with a shy smile, a bit embarrassed.

"I hoped we could have talked a bit more, but we'll see each other tomorrow...  On time, I wish!" 

"If not, please wear suitable shoes!" He smiles widely and starts to laugh.

"Are you kidding!?  And miss out on a chance to get on your back again? Never!" I let out a bit too loudly walking to hug him goodbye.  I kiss both of his cheeks and gaze at him.

"I'll look forward to it then!" He jokes with the kindest heart.  "See you tomorrow Virginie!"  

I get chills hearing my name.  He says it well now.  It has been a long time since someone called me like that.  It's weird how much I like hearing my name from his mouth.  I never got that feeling before.  It's weird...

I face Harry again and walk closer to him.  I slide my arms inside his opened trench coat, hugging him at the same time.  I didn't remember it was freezing outside until I stepped out of his warm embrace.

"Why are you here?"  I ask.

"I want to cook you dinner."  He tries to say, but his voice breaks and it's heartbreaking.

"OK...  I'd like that!"  I smile at his efforts and get into his car.

The road is not long, but it seems like seconds.  The only thing I can think about is Harry's hand resting inside of my thigh running his thumb up and down.  And I miss it the second we arrive at his house and we climb down the car.  We get in and go straight to the kitchen to begin dinner.

"Do you want me to make you some tea?"  I ask wanting more than anything to relieve him with whatever I could do.

"Please..."  He answers and I get a pinch at my heart.

"I may be here, but you are not allowed to talk to me.  You can write, text and mainly kiss me, but I don't want you to talk."  I order sweetly filling the kettle of water.

He comes besides me to the sink to wash his hands and I press a gentle kiss on his shoulder.  God I love him.  How can something take over my mind and body like that?  My love for him consumes me.