Take care

(Starts in 2009, before XFactor. Harry was just a normal teen from Cheschire with big dreams)

Harry and Valerie had always been best friends. From their birth to their teenage years, everything was fine. A few mistakes changed the whole thing, but their relationship always stayed strong.

Sometimes, saying nothing says it all...

«You've seen all my mistakes...»

Maybe they were ''too close'' to be bf/gf but what happens when life gives you no other choice? And what happens when fame takes away the person you need the most?

Some people change, and some just won't.


9. 9

Valerie's POV
I had spent 3 weeks in France and it made me realize how much the world was different from England. I knew every country has its own patterns and stuff but I opened my eyes. From now on, I would never refuse any trip proposed by my parents. They didn't offer that often, but I had refused a few times in the past. I missed trips to Canada, many States of the U.S. And Ireland. Never will happen again. France was a wonderful country, a bit chilly but I was used to bad weather. Paris was probably the most romantic city on Earth. During the first week, I think my parents fell in love all over again. I felt apart. I ate too much bread. Soups were great too. Everybody was a bit snob but it made the whole thing much more fun, I would look at them from afar and laugh whenever they were offended if someone else barely touched them on the street. 

Also, there was this guy...  His name was Thierry. He was tall, chestnut hair, hazel eyes and very cute. He lived near the beach where I used to go every night and that's basically how we met. We spent pretty much every evening together and after a week he said that he felt something special about me. Even though we knew our love was impossible, we made the best out of the time we had together. Watching sunsets sitting in the sand, with a view of the Eiffel tower on the left, holding hands and neck kissing were my best memories. Even if I missed my home, I knew I was gonna miss Thierry when I got back. We were both heartbroken when I left and he promised to text me every time he could. I wasn't raising my hopes too high, I knew we lived so far from each other and it only was a summer love. In the end, I didn't want him to call or to write, I only wanted him to remember what we had. 

The flight between Paris and London was only 32 minutes long, which didn't give me much time to think about what was gonna happen next. On the car ride from London to my house, I thought of everything that I wanted to do during the 2 weeks coming up before classes. I wanted to spend as much time as possible with Harry. I have to say I missed him and thought about him everyday even though I was occupied with Thierry. I don't think I've ever been away from him for that long, before. 

When I got home, my parents lighted up the whole house and I went straight to my room to put my luggage on the floor. I pushed the door halfway and turned the lights on. The first thing I saw was that my window was wide open. I thought it was weird because I was sure I had closed it before I left. I entered slowly, not sure of what I was going to find, or lack. I pushed the door entirely, which gave me a better view of my bed. I found the body of a boy, wearing a faded-red hoodie and black shorts. He even kept his shoes in my bed. He was sleeping peacefully, he did not wake up when I got in. Harry had been waiting for me to come back. He broke into my room and fell asleep on my bed. My eyes suddenly became filled with tears. Maybe it was because I was tired but it really warmed my heart. I decided not to wake him up and I started unpacking. I finally made enough noise that he opened his eyes. 

- Val!
- Are you a thief or something? Because you're not really good at it, Harry! 

He laughed and he got up. He opened his arms and wrapped them around me, holding me tight for a good minute. I was so happy to see him and he was too apparently. I put my unpacking to later, now all I wanted was to spend time with Harry. I told him everything about France, the trip, the food and Thierry. He seemed surprised about the story and told me to be careful about the guy. I knew it would lead no where so it didn't hurt me too much. I showed him all of the pictures I took and we talked about what happened during the last 3 weeks. He told me he started working at the bakery, which I thought was a great thing for him. He would make some money and spend a little less time on the computer. He could buy a new recorder and tape covers of some songs with White Eskimo. He left around 11pm, he had to go to bed because he was working early in the morning. 

Harry's POV
The morning after Val's come back, I had to go work at the bakery. It was only my third week there and I had lost interest. At least, that matinee. I was wondering how to tell her what was happening with Felicity. Valerie had a summer love with a guy in France and told me all about it so I felt guilty for not telling her. Barbara, the lady I was working with, kept saying to me that I was slow because I looked tired. I wasn't tired, I was hesitant of the situation. When my working shift was finally over, I still hadn't find a way to get this straight. The day after, I came up with a plan. I was sitting in my backyard when I saw Haydn pass by with his guitar, probably going to Will's house. It made me realize that I still hadn't tell Valerie that I wasn't in the band anymore. Not many people knew so she couldn't find out on her own. I was going to tell her I was practising whenever I'd be with Felicity. Perfect plan. 

5 minutes later, she texted me. 
'' White Eskimo practice today? I just saw Haydn pass by''

How did  she knew I was just thinking about this? I realized everything was going to be just fine because I had plans with Felicity today, funnily. It made me nervous but that's how I wanted the situation to be for the moment. Valerie was happy to be back and I didn't want to spoil her joy with the Felicity story. 

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