Harry's POV
I am drowning
It's been three days since I saw Emily. I didn't ignore her this time. In fact I wanted to stay with her every fucking minute. I've been cursing myself for leaving so abruptly after telling that I liked her.
Yes. I remember telling that I liked her. But I only remembered it later on and as soon as I did I wanted to run to her and ask if she liked me back but stupid Simon put me on a plane and packed me up to have a yacht date with Kendall.
Now I'm back in yet another meeting where Simon discusses our performance
"The yacht trip was a success. We got as many headlines as we could. Well done" He gestures between Kendall and I
"Thanks. So what's next?" Kendall asks
"I'll get back to you on that" He gives her a smile "Now boys, I believe you have an interview with James this weekend"
We nod. We tend not to open our mouths during these meetings because if we did I'm sure we'll end punching him in his smug face
"Harry" My spin stiffens
"What?" I ask
"I want you to sort of confirm your relationship with Kendall on that" He says
"What? But I never confirm or deny any stunts, why do it now?" I sit up straight
"Yes. I'm aware that you'd never comment on your relationship. But I'm afraid you have to do it now." He nods his head
"There's no way I'm doing that. She is in a relationship for fuck's sake!" I stand up
"She has no problem in this" He juts his head toward her. I look at her but she looks uncomfortable clearly indicating that she indeed has a problem with this
"Well, I have. So I'm not doing it." I walk out the door jogging up to my car.
What has my life become? This isn't what I wanted. I never wanted to lie to the people who made me. I never wanted to use someone for fame. All I ever wanted was to make music and make people fall in love with my songs. I've clearly been doing everything other than that.
I try to take deep breaths through my lungs but it hurts. My eyes sting with tears. I try blow heavy breathes through my mouth but nothing works. I feel trapped in my own body. I grip the steering wheel and shake my head. I try to count numbers to calm myself but nothing fucking works. Frustration floods through me as I pick up my phone to call the one person who can calm my down.
It rings once, twice and thrice before she picks up
"Harry?" She breathes "Harry, what's wrong?" I close my eyes trying to breathe
"Emily" I gasp
"Give me a minute" She says and her next words come out muffled "Thank you so much for coming" I can faintly hear the other person's words that makes her laugh "Yes. I look forward to it"
"Hi, sorry about that. What's wrong?" She sounds concerned
"Just...never mind. You're busy, I shouldn't have called. I'm sorry" I apologize
"No, Harry tell me" She insist
"No, I'm fine. Sorry I disturbed you"
"Harry, wait. Talk-" I hang up the phone and toss it.
Hearing her voice calmed me down enough to backup the driveway of that forsaken building. I keep driving aimlessly and eventually end up at the café where we met.
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Safe Haven
Fanfic"She is my love, my home, my greatest happiness, my source of energy, she is everything to me. I love her with my mind, body and soul" "She is my safe haven"
