Infinity | Sequel to Right Now |

Rushed

Virginie's Point of View

December 25th

I get awaken by Harry's sweet smile, his head over mine, rocking me.  I moan a bit, taking in how good it feels to wake up in his arms.  I will never get tired of that.  I really missed it.  It makes my whole body shiver as he runs his fingers in my hair.  I hear the clock ringing.

"Merry Christmas." He wishes me and it awakes me entirely. 

"Merry Christmas, baby."  I smile brightly at him and suddenly realise it's really Christmas and I panic for a second.  "Where are my parents?"

I straighten myself quickly and I see them all around us.

"Oh, she is awake now."  Dad jokes and I feel really bad to have fallen asleep in front of everyone.

"I'm sorry...  We must not forget to call Bie on Skype."  I remind us to do and sit more adequately on the couch against H, rubbing my eyes and hiding my mouth as I yawn widely.  Something I also apologise about.

"I had completely forgotten about that.  I guess we will have lots to tell her."  Mom reaches for my hand with a smile. 

"What?  No!  Not when the whole family is around."  I panic at the idea of revealing my secret to anyone else, there's already too many people that knows.

"She is not talking about that, love."  Anne smiles to me and I am lost.

I turn to my right to look at Harry, a bright smile on his lips.  He doesn't say anything, so I gaze at Dad, then Robin, to end with Gemma and her boyfriend Mike.  What is going on?

"Oh my God, did I fart in my sleep or something?  Why is everyone looking at me like that?!"  I let out in panic, my voice getting weirdly higher as I look at everyone around me.  I am feeling already really bad.

Everybody starts to laugh at me as I am praying for somebody to talk to me and tell me what I have missed.  What will we have to tell so badly to my sister and the family?

I look back at Harry, he will answer me since no one does, but apart from smiling his lips don't move.  Instead, he raises his left hand in front of me.  I look at it and my eyes slide to his tattoos on his wrist.  I smile at the same on I have and suddenly it hits me.  I turn to Mom near me on the couch.

"I swear I didn't get any more tattoos."  I let out and I am being laughed at again.  "What have I done?  I am not stupid, still a bit drunk and exhausted, but not stupid, I swear."

"We know, but you are clearly blind, love."  H tells me, which makes me turn to his side as he brings his hand up again and moves his fourth finger.

Oh gosh!

"You told them about that?"  I ask him and when he nods I completely hide my face on his chest.  "Oh God..."  I sigh deeply, but turn back to face them to explain this sudden rush to unite us.  "It was the most awkward moment of my life."

"So it's true?  It isn't a joke?"  Dad looks at me, completely gobsmacked when I shake my head.

"Why was it awkward?"  Mom asks and Anne speaks at the same time.