Chapter 33 - Harry

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I turn to my side and see how Emily is enjoying the sun. Port de Sóller has always been magical. There are pictures of me walking on the beach in a diaper, hand in hand with my parents by my side. To be here with Emily brings it all back. The afternoon sun caresses her. Her blond hair looks gold. If only we could stay here forever.

"Em?"

"Hmm..."

"Why do you worry so much?" She sighs and turns her face to me. I try to talk about the subject that is in all honesty too painful for me.

"I thought you didn't want to talk about it?" I want to avert my eyes, but I am captured by her eyes. Now that tomorrow is nearing I can't help but think about it all. What happens when she leaves tomorrow? Will this end?

"Yeah, but I do now," I respond curtly.

"I don't." I roll my eyes. It's an answer I should have expected. I pushed back this conversation the last few days, but we do need to talk about it eventually. I won't escape that. Emily lays back down on her back. It feels distant. Should I try to talk about it again?

"I made a reservation at a restaurant for tonight." I try to lighten the mood. Emily turns back to me. "I wanted to surprise you, for your last night." I try to smile, but the words last night tear me apart inside. Maybe the realisation is finally kicking in. Emily is going back to the Netherlands and I have no idea what that means for us.

"You have done nothing but surprise me these last few days." She leans towards me and places a kiss on my lips. The kiss makes me float, but as soon as her lips leave mine the tension is back in my body. I take her hand in mine and don't dare to let it go until we reach the hotel room. It feels uneasy after everything that has happened.

Without having said a word we're back in our hotel room.

"I'm going to change in the bathroom," Emily says. I nod. With a bundle of clothes she disappears through the door. I wonder if I have done something wrong. The feeling this will all end as soon as she gets on that plane overtakes me. It all feels so distant now. Exactly the opposite of what I want. It requires some effort to get those thoughts out of my mind. I should make sure to enjoy tonight more than ever. My thoughts are interrupted by my phone. I look at the screen. Eduardo.

"Harry here," I answer.

"Harry! It's good to hear your voice, I wanted..."

"I am still with Emily," I interrupt him. It remains quiet for a bit.

"Oh..." I hear softly. It sounds as if he is surprised. "I'm so glad!" I don't have the time nor the energy to worry about what Eduardo thinks. Or what he would say about all of this.

"Ed, I'm going to hang..."

"Yeah, no I get it! Say hi to her for me." I end the call. From my backpack I grab a white shirt. As I pull it on I try to smooth it out a bit. This is our last night together. This has to be memorable.

"Looks good on you." I jerk around. Emily exits the bathroom in the familiar green and white dress. It looks cute with her sneakers. She notices my eyes drift to her shoes. "Sorry, I didn't bring any heels."

"No, you look beautiful!" I walk towards her and press my lips on hers. She smiles widely when I let her go. Her eyes are sparkling. It warms me up inside the way she looks right now. The only problem is the knot in my stomach. This will be the last time we will stand here like this.

"Something wrong?" she asks softly. I shake my head. There's enough going on. I just don't want to burden her with it right now. I suppress my thoughts and focus on her. With her hand in mine we walk to the elevator. Neither of us is saying anything, but our hands hold on to each other. I only let go of her when we sit down at our table.

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