Cold Season

Chapter Eight

You could practically see the sparkle in Pheobe's eyes as she watched the model walk down the catwalk. I'm going to admit, I was very impressed with Gemma's work. Not only were we front row, but so was Ed Sheeran and Kendall Jenner. You already know I got pictures with both of them.

Harry was sitting between me and Ed, so I wasn't intimidated by Kendall. When we got here and Pheobe saw her she told me that they dated briefly about a year ago. She seemed very sweet though, she gave me her number just in case I ever wanted to hangout or talk, so did Ed.

Once the show was over we went backstage and talked to everyone and had drinks.

"Thank you so much," I said hugging Gemma, "Your line is amazing too."

"Of course! Any friend, or girlfriend," she winked, "of Harry's is a friend of mine. Now, I need to go introduce myself to everyone else."

Harry was talking to Kendall, and I didn't want to be rude, but I walked over and stood next to him. To my surprise, Harry put his arm around my waist. I saw Kendall's eyes follow his every movement, and I couldn't tell if what I saw was longing or anger. "Well, I've got to go catch a flight back to LA," Kendall said.

"It was nice meeting you," I said as she hugged me and then Harry. I could tell she missed being with him, but who wouldn't? Harry is hands down the nicest human I've ever met, I'd miss him too.

"We should get going," Harry interlocked his fingers with mine. Just the touch of his big hands made me smile.

Pheobe was still socializing so I just tip-toed behind her and gave her a hug, "See ya later!"

"Love you," she mouthed to me.

Harry took me back to his place so we could have a night to relax before he leaves. He went to his room to change, and he grabbed me a pair of his clothes to change into. He left the room while I put on his big tee shirt and a pair of soffees that said "Gemma" on the butt.

When I walked out Harry was sitting on the edge of the couch with his lips pursed, staring at the fireplace.

"Hey," I said standing next to him, "What's wrong?" I could always tell when something was wrong because he was horrible at masking his feelings. "Is it that you're leaving tomorrow? We'll see eachoth-"

"No," he stood me. "I'm thrilled to go home, to be away from you."

I was shocked, "What? Why?" I said looking up at him, "I thought things were going great."

Harry laughed, "You know, I've dated some pretty fucked up people, but this, this is different."

"Harry, what are you talking about?" I tried to grab his hand but he shook it off.

He picked up my phone and showed me a text that Pheobe had sent,

Are you still going to talk to him after tonight? ;)

"Harry, I can explain.."

"I'd LOVE that!" he yelled, "Because from what it looks like, you've used me to get closer to my sister or maybe so you could get a taste of fame. I don't know why you did it, but you did!" He took a breath, "Just, please, get out."

I was silent, "James will take you home," he opened the door and handed me my phone, but I was standing still.

"Please let me explain," I said and my voice cracked. Tears started to roll down my cheek.

Harry winced, "Emerson," tears welled in his eyes, "Go."

By the time I was standing outside of his door I was sobbing. I walked to the limo and James offered to drive me home, but I rejected. I walked to the nearest bar, and everyone turned around to see who the train-wreck named me. I texted Ed the address,

Please meet me hwre

I tried to type as normal as possible, but I had already taken 6 shots of tequila.

"Ma'am, don't you think you should slow down?" the bartender said to me when I asked for a drink.

I wiped my eyes and looked at her, "You're not getting paid for me to slow down, are you?"

When she handed me my drink I turned to see Ed sitting beside me.

"What happened?" he said staring at me. My makeup was probably all run down my face.

"Harry broke up with me," I started to cry again, "He wont give me a chance to explain."

Ed hugged me, "Tell me everything, but I'm taking you home right now."

He grabbed my hand and said thank you to the bartender. We got into a taxi and I started to explain everything to him.

"Did you use him to get closer to Gemma?"

"At first, but that was only the first date. I didn't know that I was going to end up liking him as much as I do. Ed, I might be falling for him," I said staring at the dark figure in front of me.

"Harry is one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet, if not the nicest. Just give him time," he put his hand on my shoulder.

"Thank you for bringing me home," I said and got out of the cab.

I walked up to my apartment and got in bed, this shirt smelled like Harry which made me both sad and happy. I didn't have the energy or motivation to do anything but go to sleep.