Inseparable

Chapter 2 - You pushed me away.

AUTHORS NOTE!   Hello readers, what did you think of the Brits? I cried a little when they won Global Success I can't wait to see them on Saturday :D Who else is going to see them on tour? Also the One Way or Another video! :O Literally love it Nialler is such a cutie, Harry's such a cupcake and i just love them all!!!! :D Anyways here is the second chapter I really hope you liked the first one what do you think of the characters so far? Let me know what your thinking about it all and if you really like it vote! So enjoy the second part :)   Lucy xx

*Emma’s P.O.V*

I keep running until I can’t any longer. I drop to the floor gasping for breath whilst trying not to cry...again, you would think by now that my body couldn’t produce any more tears. I regain my breath and sit on the curb ignoring the footsteps getting closer to me; I just want to be alone. Someone taps my shoulder. I swear the world wants to punish me! “Emma?” I recognise his voice but turn to look at him just to check my brain isn’t fooling me. Yep it’s him alright; I turn back around and stare at the chipped nail varnish on my toes. “Emma, please don’t ignore me!” I let out a little laugh, me ignore him? I can’t help but think of how things could be if he hadn’t ignored me and told me to leave him alone. I can’t hold it in any longer how dare he of all people accuse me of ignoring him. “What do you want me to say to you?!” He looks a bit taken aback by my sudden outburst. “Please can we not argue here? Can we at least go back to my house and talk about it please Emma?” I look at him and see he actually means it, after 3 years he wants to finally talk to me. I got up and started walking back towards his house without waiting for him to stand up.

We got back to his house and we haven’t said a word to each other the whole journey. Not that it mattered because I was thinking. Why did he want to talk to me now? After all those years? Why now? I sit on his door step and look at the floor my head resting on my hands. I wait for him to speak after all I'm kind of getting used to hearing his voice again. “Why did you run out like that?” He said just above a whisper. I tilt my head to look at him but notice his attention is on an old lady across the road walking her dog. “I don’t know...I...I” I started to make up a lie but he cut me off. “It may have been a long time Emma but I can still tell when you’re lying, just tell me the truth.”  I swallow the lump in my throat and try planning what I'm going to say. How can I tell him the truth when I can’t even bring myself to say his name...?

*Harry’s P.O.V*

“It may have been a long time since we spoke Emma but I can still tell when you’re lying, just tell me the truth.” I smirk as I watch her face which shows both annoyance and confusion. I'm starting to realise now how much I pushed her away from me. “You really want to know the truth?” I nod gesturing for her to carry on when I notice her looking at me for an answer. “Fine! I ran out because it all got too much for me, I haven’t exactly had the best start to the summer holidays and know knowing that I'm going to make your holiday hell is killing me. I mean why would you wanna go on holiday with someone you hate so much you pushed them away?” I see a tear roll down the side of her cheek. Oh God! I have really hurt her and to think I thought that was the best idea all those years ago. “You are so silly sometimes Emma! First off I don’t hate you!” I pause for a second as Emma mumbles something under her breath. “Second you won’t make my holiday hell to be honest it will be fun having you there, just like old times. And lastly I know I pushed you away and I hate myself for it I regret it so much and I have seen how it has affected you both inside and out.” She didn't say anything just let out a little laugh in disbelief of what I had just said. I wiped a tear away with my thumb that was falling down her tanned cheek. “I miss how we used to be Harry...” She said my name! Normally she would just refer to me as ‘him’ or ‘he’ but she called me Harry... “Me too Emma. Me too.” I said this in the same tone she said hers although I don’t think she meant for me to hear her say it because she turned bright red and hid her face away with her hands. I pry her hands away from her face and think to myself how much I missed our secret meetings, our water fights in the summer, the way we told each other everything how much I missed everything. But I keep it to myself for know.

Emma stands up and starts to walk back to her house, but I run in front of her and block her pathway. “Harry move” Emma said with annoyance clear in her voice. “Not until you hear what I have to say.” I am determined not to let her leave until I have sorted this out. “Fine whatever just hurry up” She folds her arms over her chest and taps her foot impatiently. “Please forgive me for ignoring you, pushing you away and making you think I hate you! I apologise to you from the bottom of my heart I want my best friend back, Emma I need you and I want to be here for you just like before. If you accept my apology you will give me a best friend hug! Like when we were little.” I hold my arms out waiting for my hug I give Emma my cheesiest grin which results in my eyes closing and me not being able to see. I feel something in my hair and open my eyes immediately, and there she is ruffling my hair like she always did when I demanded something. “I'm not saying I forgive you completely because I would be lying, however I want my best friend back too.” She is then in my arms again and I can say I have missed her hugs cause she is a damn good hugger!