A knock at the door woke me up.
I glanced at the clock.
7:02 am.
Who is up this early?
I opened the door.
Seeing Harry there was a setback.
I couldn't break up with him.
I couldn't find it in me.
I think I should at least talk to him.
Yeah, let's go with that.
Forget old Emily. That was before I met Harry.
Before I fell in love with someone that knew when to say when and when to hug me.
He knew everything; I couldn't lose him.
"Where did you go?!" Harry exclaimed.
I shut the door behind me and stepped outside.
I didn't want Lux to hear, it'd wake her up.
"I left." I stated.
"I know that! I stayed with Liam to try and calm down! Why'd you leave?" He asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Look, Harry..." I looked down.
"I know where this goes." He interrupted.
"What?" I looked up.
"You're breaking up with me right?"
"Harry I-"
"Forget it. I don't wanna hear it. It's like all the others. You can't handle the broken kid right?" He asked.
"Harry it's not-"
"Save it Em. Can I just have Lux?" He tapped his foot.
"You're breaking up with me?" I said in shock.
"Hell if I beat you to the punch then yeah. I am." He nodded, almost un-phased.
I blinked away the tears as best I could.
"Okay." I said, not even recognizing my own voice by how quiet it was.
I went inside.
"Lux." I shook her slightly.
She stirred beneath me.
"Is my aunt here?" She asked.
"No. Harry is. I'll see you soon." I said, giving her a hug.
"See you soon." She agreed before climbing off the couch.
I tried not to cry as I watched Lux put her shoes on.
But I did.
The tears sprung to my eyes.
This was probably my last time seeing Lux.
I pulled out my phone.
"One last smile?" I said, trying to wipe away my tears.
Lux put her hands on her hips and smiled brightly.
I wish I could smile like that.
I clicked the picture.
"I'll miss you." I kneeled down to her and crushed her in yet another hug.
"I'll come back! Right Harry?" She tried to cheer me up.
A tear fell down my cheek.
"We'll see. In the mean time, here." I lifted off my butterfly necklace I was wearing.
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Protecting Emily
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