Chapter 20

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Emma's POV: 

Where the fuck is he? Did he just left when I was in the shower? Will he come back? Ever? Or is he just gone, just like Louis. It's in there DNA or something. God, why is he gone? He can't be. I need him. I can't do this all on my own. I fall on my bed, my face in my pillow. Crying. Making my pillow wet. 

As soon as I hear someone at the door I jump up. Who is that? Is it Harry? I hear someone putting a key in the lock off the door. Is it Harry? The door swings open and I see him. Harry. I don't know if I have to be angry or relieved. I go for angry.

I grab the pillow I was laying at just a few seconds ago, I grab it and throw it towards his face. "How could you just leave?! Without telling me?!" I yell at him. 

The pillow hits Harry right in the face. Staggers a bit but he finds his balance back. Lucky him.

"Sorry Emma, I was just downstairs. Grabbing some breakfast. For the both of us." He says quickly, covering his head with his arms. Scared I will throw an other pillow at his head. 

Ow, now I see Harry is holding a bag into his hands. With he mark of the hotel on it. Stupid Emma. You're such a drama queen. "Oh, yea. Sorry, but when Louis just left me... Well, I was scared you would have left me too." I explain myself. 

Harry walks towards me. "I know that, but you don't have to be afraid. I won't leave you. Ever. So just remember that, I won't leave you." He says and he gives me a hug. Wrapping his arms around my body. I love those arms. And I feel safe again. His arms are just so magical. They make me feel safe again, and I know I never have to worry about Harry leaving me. Because he won't. And I know that for sure right now. He just went downstairs to get some breakfast. So slow it down Emma. Everything will be alright. Just like it always will be. Everything. Always. 

"So, what do you think about some breakfast?" Harry pules me away from our hug and he turns around. Grabbing the bag he putted on the table. 

"Well, uhm. I am not very hungry at the moment." I say and look to the ground. I barely eat breakfast. I know it's a bad habit. But I just can't eat in the morning. 

Harry looks a bit disappointed. "Oh, sorry. I didn't know." 

I feel kind of bad for him, he went downstairs to get some breakfast. Risked his life for it, okay. Not really, but he had to survive a pillowattack. And now I rejected what he got for me? Okay, I will eat something. 

"You know what, I will eat something. Thanks you." I say and give him a swift kiss before looking into the bag. It's a full breakfast. Oh God. He got some croissants, some marmalade and cheese, some bread, orange juice and milk. God, this is why I don't like breakfast. I grab a croissant and start eating it. Just like Harry, only he putted some marmalade on to it. 

"Can I taste some of that?" I ask him, referring to his croissant with marmalade. He nods and I take a bite. It tastes pretty good though, better than I had expected. 

I turn around, looking for my phone. I need to know what time it is. I see it on my nightstand and I walk towards it. Crumbles land on my bed. Great. I say sarcastically to myself. But so be it, for now then. 

I grab my phone and check the time. It's 10.30 AM. We've got still all day. But what are we going to do? 

"Uhm Harry, what are we going to do today?" I ask him. 

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