Eroda |h.s.|

The Lost Song

"She's the first one that I see and I don't know why. I don't know where she is."

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(Emma's P.O.V.)

No no no no no no no no! How could I lose it?! Why am I so stupid? Harry is right for blaming me. I cannot even keep a piece of paper in my pocket.

In the morning I went to find it. I need to take it back. I assumed I lost it in the streets. I was walking for a very long time and looking closely, but the paper was nowhere in sight. I was doomed. Who could have took it from the streets?

Is it Harry?

No. It can't possibly be him. No way. He doesn't care about me anymore.

But why do I still have the feeling that he has something to do with the fact that I can't find the song?

I shrugged it off. I am probably wrong. There is simply no way that he could do that.

As I continued walking an searching, I saw Niall passing by me. He immediately greeted me with a sad expression.

-Hey, Emma.

-Hi, Nialler.

-How are you? You know....after the Anna incident.

I immediately started to feel sad again. Even Niall thinks that I did it. Then I responded:

-Not so well. I just do not know what happened! I swear I didn't do it! I didn't kill her.

Then Niall started nodding his head with a little smile before he spoke:

-I know that it wasn't your fault. You would never do such a horrible thing. Harry is too stupid for not noticing that.

I nodded my head and then responded:

-Thank you, Niall. And I don't think that he is stupid. He was just really shocked and sad. Anna was one of his best friends, you know?

Niall nodded his head once again. Then I remembered:

-Hey, Niall? Ummm...this is really stupid to ask, but have you been going out yesterday evening, you know, after the Anna fiasco?

Niall nodded his head and continued listening.

-Have you seen a small piece of paper on the street somewhere?- I desperately asked. He looked at me with confusion and answered:

-No. I'm afraid not. Have you talked to Harry?

-No. I am pretty sure he hates me.

-Don't be so hard on yourself. It isn't your fault anyway. He just needs some time to realise it.

I smiled at Niall sweetly. He really is a great guy. I thanked him and we both went our separate ways.

So that's it. I will never find that piece of paper again.

I passed by Harry's house once again and heard guitar playing. It was a beautiful melody and I decided to listen to it a bit. After a few more playing, Harry started singing:

Don't blame me for falling.
I was just a little boy.
Don't blame me drunk calling.
Wasn't ready for it all.

You can't blame me, darling.
Not even a little bit.
I was aware
And I'm just an arrogant son of a bitch who can't admit when he's sorry.

Don't call me "Baby" again.
You've got your reasons.
Know that you're trynna be friends.
I know you mean it.

Don't call me "Baby" again.
It's hard for me to go home.
To be so lonely.

I just hope you see me
In a little better life.
Do you think it's easy
Being of the jealous kind?

'Cause I miss the shape of your lips.
Your wit.
It's just a trick.
And this is it, so I'm sorry.

Don't call me "Baby" again.
You've got your reasons.
Know that you're trynna be friends.
I know you mean it.

Don't call me "Baby" again.
It's hard for me to go home.
To be so lonely.

To be so lonely.
To be so.
To be so lonely.

To be so lonely.
To be so.
To be so lonely.

And I'm just an arrogant son of a bitch who can't admit when he's sorry.

Don't call me "Baby" again.
You've got your reasons.
Know that you're trynna be friends.
I know you mean it.

Don't call me "Baby" again.
It's hard for me to go home.
To be so lonely.

To be so lonely.
To be so.
To be so lonely.

To be so lonely.
To be so.
To be so lonely.

It was beautiful. So it really was him. He took the paper from the street. The melody is amazing and his voice is too.

I noticed that he changed the lyrics a bit, but his version is way better than mine.

Tears started streaming down my face and I accidentally started sobbing loudly. Harry started looking towards the direction of my sobbing.

Oh shit!

He heard me.

I quickly got myself together and started walking away. I need to go home. Fast. He cannot see me.

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