Epilogue

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It's finally over, guys! Here is the epilogue!

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Epilogue

Emmarose’s P.O.V.

It was great to be home. News of Harry Styles’ international popstar being shot and sent to the hospital broke out all over the news, but the media soon died down. Carla was killed by an officer. Harry and I both healed from our fatal wounds. I have been home for nearly two months and have never been better. Carla was no longer around to haunt me. Everything was finally settling down.

Back at the hospital when Harry asked me to take a chance on happiness with him, I didn’t say yes... or no. I simply told him I needed some time to think and to get myself situated with the way things were going. We were both satisfied with the answer- for now at least.

Harry started acting a little more impatient in the past couple of days, but it only made me laugh since he resembled a child who needed the loo badly.

“Harry?” I shouted up the staircase, frustrated. “Where did you put the orange juice?”

He came bolting down the stairs and dragging me to the kitchen. Yanking the fridge door opened, he shuffled through the shelves before handing me the carton of orange juice.

“Thanks.” I cheerily said as I reached into the cupboard for a glass. “So, I have been doing some thinking...” I trailed off and looked up at Harry’s green eyes.

“And...” He gestured for me to continue.

“I think I’m ready,” I took in a deep breath to finish my sentence, “to be more than this.”

His jaw dropped as he stood gaping at me in surprise before Harry came back to his senses. “Are you sure?” He asked, running his fingers through his curly hair.

“Yeah.”

“Lads, she finally said yes!” Harry shouted. Footsteps bound down the stairs, and the four other lads hugged us close and congratulated us.

“So... what now?” I awkwardly asked, staring at Harry in complete stupidity.

Harry gave a suggestive wink and pulled me in for a deep, passionate kiss.

In his arms, everything felt right and settled. My past was no longer biting at my ankles, and my future is bright ahead with my four best friends and my boyfriend.

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