Meant To Be |H.S|

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I have tears streaming down my face, so many questions in my head, and so many things I wish I could tell my dad.

But I think Harry only got one thing stuck in his head:
-You were Charlie's girlfriend?!-He asks
-Yeah, twice
-Wha-
-Harry-I call him quietly and he immediately shuts up
-Emma
-My dad knew he was going to die, he knew it, how the fuck did he knew it?!
-Was he sick?
-No, not at all...

As I was thinking, I remember that I was going to give Jackson his things, maybe he knows something...

-Harry, Harry Harry Harry Harry, I need to go to my brother's house!
-But, do you know where he lives?
-Nope, but it's time to turn into Sherlock Holmes,Watson
-Why do I have to be Watson?-He asks and crosses his arms
-Because it's my family business, you keep up that attitude you'll be out of my case, got it?
-Yes ma'am-He says and I raise my eyebrows-I mean, yes... Sherlock

I nod, and get up, Harry doing the same:
-So, where are we going?
-Oh Watson, isn't it obvious? We're going to... The mail services!
-Oh, makes sense.

He comes closer to me and wraps his arms around my waist and leans in, but before he could kiss me, I put my hand on his lips:
-Sherlock and Watson don't kiss-I say and he groans.

I push him off of me and make my way to the door:
-To the car, Watson!-I exclaim and we both make our way to Harry's car.

When he starts driving, he decides to say:
-You know, you never told me about how your father died, you don't have to talk about it if you're not ready
-I could tell you little bit-I mumble, mentally preparing myself.

I look at Harry and notice that his hand is slightly extended, so I put my hand in his and he immediately interwines our fingers.  

-So uh, it was the day before my birthday, I woke up, and when I went to the living room I-I saw my mom crying, a-and my brother w-was crying too, it was weird b-because I never saw my brother c-crying, so I went to ask him w-what happened and he told m-me the my father was... Dead-I say, stuttering and crying

Harry lightly squeezes my hand:
-Love, c'mon, don't cry.

Suddenly I feel the car stopping, when I look outside I see that we are already at the mail services:
-Come here-Harry says in a worried tone.

I slowly make my way to him and sit on his lap, straddling his waist and he puts his hands on my back, slowly pulling me in a hug:
-Everything's okay now love, I'm here.

The minutes pass and I calm myself down:
-You know, Sherlock and Watson don't do this-I say and he laughs
-I guess that if Sherlock was a girl and Watson was still a boy, this would probably happen at some point
-You think?-I ask and look at him
-Yeah...
-We really should go-I say and he groans
-Give a God damn kiss, woman!-He exclaims and I laugh.

I peck his lips, open the door and get out, Harry following me.

We get inside and make our way to the girl in there:
-Hello, how could I help you?-She asks, looking at her phone
-Uh, could you give us the address of a man called Jackson Winston Collins?
-That's private information-She says and finally looks at us.

Her eyes go to Harry and stop there.

I don't need another Britney, for God's sake.

I roll my eyes and wave my hand in front of her face, making her look at me:
-He's my brother, I really need to know where he lives
-How do I know that you're saying the truth?-she asks, raising her eyebrows.

I literally face palm and say:
-My name is Emma Winston Collins, do you need me to tell you the story of my entire life?-I exclaim, getting frustrated
-H-
-We need to know-Harry says and she looks at him with a smirk

Oh no.

-What if we make a deal?-she asks, I gulp and Harry nods-I'll give you my number, and if you promise to call me, I'll give you the address
-Deal-Harry says and my mouth falls open

She tells us the address and I writte it down on my hand, then she gives Harry a paper with her number in it:
-Thanks-He says and then tears up the paper and I start laughing.

We make our way to the car and Harry starts driving:
-I really thought you were into her-I say and chuckles
-Nope, I only like you-he says and I slightly blush.

I look at the view outside and Harry puts his hand on my thigh:
-Be ready baby, we're almost there.

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You know shit's about to go down when you realise that Emma has to talk to her jackass of a brother.

I also forgot to mencion that Emma did put the box with Jackson's things in Harry's trunk, so sorry about that!

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