Picking Up The Pieces//Luke Hemmings

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

"Harry.." I mumbled the sight in front of me breaking my heart.

There he was, a once strong standing stubborn man, was now nothing but a disheveled boy. He looked as if he hadn't slept in weeks, not that I had slept so great myself. Every night I tossed and turned like something was wrong in my small seemingly perfect world, I just couldn't place what it was. Luke and I never even argued, we got along amazingly well actually, we even had our own place, yet something was still wrong, and now I knew what it was.

I still love Harry. I love him deeply and without a doubt in my mind. But nothing could ever be that simple.

"Lucy please just say we can talk, I just need to talk to you, like we used to." Steady tears tainted his flawless features.

"Meet me at the cafe at the end of the block in fifteen minutes okay? We'll talk then." I whispered taking him in my small arms.

"Thank you so much Luce." He mumbled squeezing me tightly in his embrace. Pressing a sweet kiss to my cheek he left.

"Bye.." I smiled knowing he was already gone.

"What was that?" Luke asked taking me out of my trance.

"It was Harry what'd it look like? You're a smart boy like I'm sure you could've figured that one out." I shot back, the accusing tone in his voice causing me instant irritation.

"Well what's he want?" What is this twenty questions?

"He wants to talk, so I'm meeting him at the cafe down the block." I began to get dressed in an appropriate outfit. As much as I loved my pajamas, they weren't exactly public material.

"No way Lucy, that's not okay with me." Luke's strong facade making an appearance.

"In a big girl Lucas, and I'm capable of making my own choices. And I choose to go." Putting on a coat, I placed a swift kiss on Luke's cheek before stepping into the cold London air.

A simple walk down the block and there I was, sitting across from that curly headed boy with a sad smile.

His eyes were dull, like he'd been awake for months. His face was pale with fresh tear tracks making their mark like water on snow. That's what he looked like, snow, beautiful but cold.

"Harry what's happened to you?" My heart ached at the sight before me.

"Well hello to you too." His laugh was half hearted it sounded forced unwelcome.

My lack of a smile encouraged his explanation. He wasn't my Harry, I wanted to know what happened.

"Things just aren't the same huh Luce.. I woke up and one morning with you right next to me and our baby in the next room, then all of a sudden you were both gone. I lost it, if I didn't have you both, I didn't have anything. That morning when we got into that fight, I was so upset and I took it out on you. I was upset because I wanted to make you mine, and you asking if things were awkward how we had them made me think you wanted someone else. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, I know that now. Whatever I said that day, God I didn't mean any of it. Ava's not a burden Lucy, she's a gift from whatever angel is watching over me up there. You, you were never a burden. You and Ava I swear, you were the best things to ever happen to me. And I fucked that all up and now? Now I have nothing." His head hung low and tears stained the napkin lying on the table in front of him.

"Harry, I would choose you in a thousand lifetimes. You were made for me, and I will always find you, and I will choose you.." Tears fell freely down my once graceful features. I took his hand in mine placing a gentle kiss on his knuckles.

"What about Luke?" He mumbled not meeting my eyes.

"What about him? I strongly believe that everyone was made do someone else, I just so happen to be made for you. It has always been you, I have found you in a million lifetimes and in each one we have broken each other, but I will continue trying until we get it right. I love you. It's always been you." I smiled kissing those full pink lips that had been taunting me all morning.

We sat together making promises of being a family and working on ourselves together for hours. Realizing the time I kissed his cheek and headed home. Luke wasn't angry when I got home, he simply said he had to speak to me.

"I'm leaving. And I won't be coming back anytime soon, so I suggest you move back in with Harry and work things out or something. I'm sorry Lucy, I really am, but we both knew this wouldn't work out." He smiled weakly grabbing my hand for reassurance.

"Wh-what so you mean you're leaving?" I croaked, the words getting caught in my throat.

"I don't belong in this life. It maybe for you, but it's not for me. Harry will always be a part of your world, he just can't be a part of mine." Standing he held me close if only for one moment.

My tears stained his shirt as I gripped to him for dear life.

"Pleas don't.." I whispered, "I was wrong please just stay." I sobbed, my heart may have ached earlier, but now, it was shattered.

"Goodbye Lucy Ann. It's been an honor having my heart broken by you." He whispered walking out the door, out of my life.

An hour ago I was ready to leave him, but no, I was so beyond wrong. Him leaving showed me how much I actually loved him.

He was home, I'm homesick.