A week after the party, Harry and I hadn't really talked besides a few meaningless texts. I could just tell he was falling back into old routines. Everything was back to normal, Emily was his everything and I was just an old girlfriend he remembered.
I couldn't blame him though. He must get homesick once and a while, seeing me just remind him of home. But why wouldn't you want to live his life? Not being sure about Emily was probably just something he forced into his mind, just because he was afraid of getting too serious.
Even though I wasn't too fond of her, Emily seemed perfect for Harry. She fit into his lifestyle perfectly. Nothing like me. The student that never gets her photo taken, let alone twenty flashing at her all at once. Harry and I worked in Holmes Chapel, before he was Harry Styles. Now, it just wouldn't work out.
As I walked along the quiet street, I couldn't help but think of Harry. I hadn't felt so in love since I was a teenager. I had never regretted a desicion so much. Sure, I had a few roles in major productions, but was it really worth leaving the guy me, and everyone else thought I was destined to be with?
Just as I was about to walk into the grocery store, my phone rang.
"Hey!" I heard Harry's deep voice on the other line.
"Harry!" I said a tad too enthusiasticly.
"Emily and I were just having a coffee, and since you live near it, we were wondering if you wanted to join us?" He offered.
Almost overwhelmed with excitement, I replied, "Yes! Where are you?"
"Look across the street."
I emerged from the grocery store slightly, spotting Harry waving wildly from the coffee shop window across the street.
I waved back and hung up the phone.
Once I got inside of the small cafe, I made my way over to where Emily and Harry were sitting.
"Hello." We all greeted each other. I took a seat beside Emily, she gave me a small smile as I did.
"So what are you guys up to today?" I asked casually.
"Well, we were just planning our trip to Homles Chapel. I'm going to meet Harry's parents." Emily announced proudly. Harry gave me a short look, trying not to be odviously annoyed.
"How long has it been since you were there?" Harry asked intently.
"Well, my parents moved to Manchester after I visited that Christmas, so I think that trip."
He gave me wide eyes. "Bloody Hell! You have to go back! My mom is dying to see you again!" Harry shouted out, making Emily moan beside me.
"We were planning on going in a couple of weeks, you should come with us!" He offered excitedly.
"Umm, honey. Its kind of an important trip for us." Emily butt in.
"Oh! Come on Em! It'll be fun! The three of us!" Harry enthused.
Even though Emily wasn't aware of Harry and I's prior relationship, I could tell she took me as a serious threat.
"It sure would be nice to go back, but I don't want to ruin your trip." I said politley.
"We will talk about this later, but I have to use the loo." Harry announced as he got up from the table. Once he was out of earshot, Emily turned to me.
"So, did you hear the boys new song?" She smirked. I nodded timidly. Something about this girl just made me melt like ice.
"Well, Harry wrote it for me. Its really sweet huh?" Now I was angry.
Harry wrote a SONG for EMILY? It felt like a slap in the face! I thought I was the 'beautiful girl he could never live without' that they were songing about! Finding out it was this bitch! I wanted to slap her! But knowing she was only trying to push my buttons, I decided my only move was pushing hers back.
Once Harry returned, I gave him a large smile.
"You know what Harry, I think I'm up for a walk down memory lane."
This will be the last chapter of this story, but a sequel, will be coming out soon. It will continue the story right where I left off. Please read the next one!
It'll be called More Than This, A sequel.
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