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Surprise Yourself

Virginie's Point Of View

May 7th 

This is the day.  

My term is finally over and it has been the hardest one yet.  I feel free, but mostly happy.  Even though Liam visited me two times, Matt's visit is the most exciting thing that is happening to me since I got back.  I had a lot of fun with Liam, but it's not the same, Matt is my best friend.  I can't believe I'm picking him up from the airport.

Time flew by so fast in the last two months.  I was so focused on school that it made me forget all the grieving I was handling inside, because getting over Harry was not easy.  It's still not.  I have never loved someone that much in my life.  If I had to define love, what I felt for Harry seemed like the only way I could describe its power and deepness.  I have never felt something as powerful before.  I found peace by telling myself it was doomed from the start and I knew it right then that it would end shortly, but I was too caught up in my emotions to keep it in mind and bear the thought it could all end one day.  I knew right away it might not last and I never was the first to call us something.  It was him, at his Mom's house, he called me his 'girlfriend' and made us official.  He told the paps and the fans when they caught us sneaking out of the movies a few days before my departure.

But what was meant to happen happened and there's nothing I can do about it.  I grew from it.  I still hide my tattoo though and never talk about what happened with him.  It's like he never happened, but I use my experiences to find the one I really am, since I'm not the one I was when I was with him anymore.  It's sad, because I loved her.  I might never be that strong woman again, I'm scarred for life.  But what can't kill you only makes you stronger.

It's been a week since I'm excited past a sane state of mind.  I haven't been able to sleep properly and my family can't wait to meet Matt since all I do is dance like a lunatic in the house because I can't bear all this happiness inside of me.  But now, I'm waiting for him at the arrivals.  I followed his plane to know he landed exactly 43 minutes ago.  He should be here any minute now.

I'm shaking with a good stress.  My stomach is tangled as I stand in the small crowd of people like nothing wrong is happening.  I play absentmindedly with the hem of my purse, biting my lip, looking through the few people coming our way.  I hold a breath when the crowd of travellers gets bigger.  I only breathe out when I see him from afar.

My lips widen with all the joy my body contains.  I lift my hand in the air and wave to him energetically.  I want him to notice me and that's exactly what he does, except his eyes are so focused on mine that I feel like the only person in the room.  A smile slowly makes its way to his lips as he walks at a determined pace carrying his large suitcase behind him.  

I surprise myself and absentmindedly find myself following my joy and excitement.  I get under the border and join the crowd of people in the arrivals to get to my best friend.  I crash into his chest as our arms find their way around each other.  I hug him as tightly as he holds me, never letting go, letting the crowd fade around us as if we were alone.  I tangle my fingers in his hair as I bring my lips to his ear.