Infinity | Sequel to Right Now |

The Passionate Lovers

Virginie's Point Of View

December 6th

I stop kissing Harry for a second and thinking it all back makes me giggle against his lips. I can't believe he just sang our song. We have a song. I can't believe it. It's crazy. Never in my life, I would have imagined that happening. Yet again, I never imagined Harry Styles loving me. Wrong, I did, but it was only a fantasy. This is real. He is real and I'm being overly weird giggling against his lips. I kiss him again to call me down very quickly and I open my eyes to see his smile accompanied by his famous deep dimples.

"I should sing to you more often. I forgot how excited you used to become when you looked at me perform." He smirks of his witty comment.

I look at his satisfied grin and mirror it, feeling all the heat radiating in my body from the way he presses me against the wall and runs his hands on me. Every nerve lights up under his touch. I'm not thinking about anything else than him and I in this exact moment.

"You excite me." I reply and he kisses me quickly, biting my lower lip seductively.

He looks at me for a short moment, but it seems like the world stopped. I see the spark in his eyes, I know I've lit it and I love it.

Once he released my bottom lip, he takes his between his teeth and runs his hands down on my body quickly to grab my hips. He presses his body against mine and I haven't felt that attraction since a long time. He knows how to get me aroused and he doesn't need to do a thing. He just looks at me and it drives me wild. The way he embraces me just makes it seem so easy and natural.

"What do you say if we headed home right now?" He whispers sensually in my ear as his presses his hips on my belly, arousing me to no end. "I'm feeling quite tight in my trousers."

"Home? You are a patient one, Mr. Styles. I would have suggested your loge..."

I get on the tip of my toes to whisper in his ear and I feel the need to bite it gently. He pulls me immediately harder to him and rocks slowly his hips. I get just how tight he feels as 'hard' is more the word that comes to my mind. Every nerve inside of me are raging desire as I want him just as badly, but I'm momentarily stopped but the flashing memories of Mr. Goodman.

Harry finds my lips again, but I can't think about anything else. I close my eyes, trying to fight it through. My sex is literally on fire and I want to be able to live again, for myself and for Harry. I want to feel him again. I want him to make me forget about everything that happened to me. I want him to take some of the stress away. I, finally, want him to be the last one to have touched me and not him. I've longed for this for so long, but the image haunts my mind still and I can hear the sound of the violent thrusts. I break the kiss and look instinctively down. I know I have nothing to worry about with Harry. I'm also glad I'm not feeling sore anymore.

He steps back and looks into my eyes. I try my best to meet his green orbs without feeling as down and ashamed as I feel, because I want him, I do, but I guess fear is just a stronger feeling.

"Why don't we wait until we get home? That way, we can enjoy the show together." He suggests and my body deflates as I never noticed it had stiffened.

I realise, with his smile and the loving look in his eyes, that he cares more about me than he desires me. It tells a lot about his character and how Jeff's words were true. He truly cares about me, but, even more, he has an immense respect for me. I couldn't ask for anything better in a partner. He must have felt the tension in my body, to know how we might be getting too fast.