Words to You

Prologue

"You know what? You're an asshole, Harry." She snapped.

The air was frigid, an odd light coming from the end of the road. 

"El, listen to me... please don't go." My tone desperate for forgiveness.

"I'm leaving. There's nothing you can do to stop me."

I run in front of her blocking her from walking out onto street ahead. 

"Get out of my way, Harry." She spat, shoving me out of the way and continuing to walk out onto the street.

I comb my hands through my hair noticing the set of headlights approaching quickly, too quickly.

I begin to run, desperate to push her out of the way, I can't lose her... I won't lose her.

I stop as Elora turns, our faces illuminated from the headlights of the vehicle. 

The tires screech.

"Elora, I-"