Infinity | Sequel to Right Now |

Alone Together

Virginie's Point Of View

December 2nd

Harry is about to tell me what I've always wanted to know. The truth for once, about the questions that have been wondering in my head every second of every day for the first few months when I got back.

I rolled on the side of the bed to get a look at him. I want to see his face when he answers me. Our eyes lock together again, but this time, I don't just see them, I feel them. I feel the truth I longed for for so long. I'm getting very excited to have the answers and discuss all the matter that has been bothering me with Harry.

"It was really hard to see you go, but it got even harder when I came back home and I could smell your perfume everywhere. I never felt so empty in my life. I was impulsive and got this tattoo." He says, moving under the blanket and showing it to me.

On his right arm, there's an eagle and I remember just how it affected me to see it on pictures all the way from home. I thought he made it because he felt free of me and it hurt me a lot.

"I wanted something wild and free to remind me of what we had and how you made me feel. I was sincere when I asked you to wait for me. There were so many things I had to deal with and I knew it wasn't going to be easy and I didn't want to pain you in any way through it. I'm so sorry you felt the way you did." He ends up apologising and even though I moved on, it still pains me. If I really meant that much to him, why did he get so cozy with Kendall?

I look at him and I roll back on my back to look at the ceiling to freely roll my eyes. I need to be truthful and get this out now. I sit up on the edge of the bed, looking down at him, crossing my legs under me.

"What about Kendall, Harry? Because I was truly going to wait for you. I was so hopeful, because that's all that was left for me to do. You could have asked me anything, all I have ever wanted was your love. I didn't care if it was from thousands of miles away and you know more than anyone I've always been supportive of your work and through every obstacle we've faced. But honestly, seeing pictures of you with Kendall all over you, kissing you, on a boat in St. Barts. on New Year's Eve wasn't exactly the kind of waiting I wanted to do. I just don't get it Harry."  I let out, being very gesticulative as I'm trying my best to contain the anger of the answers I've been waiting too long to have.

"There never was anything between us. She's my friend. Of course we flirted a little, but that was innocent. She kissed me and it just didn't feel right. She wanted something serious and commitment, but I wasn't what would have made her happy. I know she wouldn't have made me happy. It's because of that vacation that I realise what I truly wanted-"

His phone rings and it makes me jump in surprise. What the hell? Who could be calling him at this time of night?

He sits up and gets his phone to his ear, resting his forehead on his hand, his elbow pressed on his crossed legs.

"Hi back. You know how late it is here? There's an eight-hour difference. It's OK, I was awake anyway. Can't it wait? Please... Yeah, why not. Thanks for all you've done. I'll do my best. We are working on it. I'm glad I did this. It's going well. I'll see you then. Good night, Glenne. I love you too." He speaks so quietly, I need to focus on what he says.

The only thing I manage to remember and make sense of is Glenne. Who is she? He loves her? Even though I'm trying very hard to not make a big deal out of it, it still affects me more than I want to admit to myself.

He drops his cell phone between his legs and takes his face between his palms to then vigorously rub his eyes. I drop my anger/jealousy to wonder what might get him twisted like that.