Right Now **EDITING**

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Author's note:

I'm so sorry it took such a long time for this chapter. College was driving me crazy these past weeks. I'm officially on my Spring Break, so I'll try to publish as much as I can this week.

I thank every single one of you for reading this story. It means the world to me. Don't be shy to vote, comment or/and write to me personally for anything. I would love having some feedbacks.

Lots of love -xx-

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Virginie's Point Of View

December 15th

I wake up with the song A Sky Full Of Stars by Coldplay stuck in my head as I remember what I just dreamed about. It was a wonderful dream, almost magical. Almost too good to not write it down. So, even though I haven't really slept that much, I get up, now wide awake, and walk further in the room to get my laptop. I just want to write it down.

Two hours later, I'm still writing as a story is created. I got so inspired by the dream, I have been writing a whole plot around it. I'm sitting on the bed, entirely awake as my hands can't stop themselves from typing. I love being inspired!

A raspy moaning sound gets me out of my creative bubble. Harry rolls to my side and lifts his arm to wrap my body, but he hits my computer.

"Gynie?" He murmurs as he lifts his head looking at me with frowned brows. "What are you doing? What time is it?"

"I'm writing. I've never been so inspired in my life." I respond and save everything before closing my laptop and putting it down on my bedside table.

"No... Don't stop." He mumbles as I lay back down next ot him.

"But I want to kiss you." I whine and get my body closer to his.

"With my glorious morning breath?" He giggles still very sleepy as I press my lips to his to ravish under the tenderness of his kiss.

"How is that for an answer?!" I giggle and kiss him again.

He lays his head on my chest and holds me tightly before falling right back asleep. I run my fingers through Harold's curls and I look at the ceiling above me, waiting desperately to fall asleep. My mind runs wild with ideas. I really can't get my eyes shut for more than twenty seconds. Harry holds me close and he's adorable, but I can't move. I keep rubbing his head for fifteen minutes until he looses up his grip. I sneak out of the bed and put one of his shirts and leggings before taking my laptop and leave the bedroom.

The lights peek shyly into the windows as it tells me how early it still is. I take a seat on the living room's couch to set up my computer before heading to the kitchen to boil myself some water with honey. I get back into my writing and get the whole story written down. It's a rough draft and needs so much more descriptions about the plot, the characters and their actions, but it's all written and I'm proud of it.

I'm closing my computer and I'm ready to head back to my wonderful man, but I find his sister instead. Gemma is coming down the stairs.

"You are up early?!" I say to her as I was actually looking forward to go back to Harry in our room.

"Yeah... I'm an early bird. What are you doing up?" She says as she yawns into her hand.

"I was actually going back to bed." I pout to her as I debate mentally if I should stay awake with her.