When I wake up... You will be here

Chapter 32

Does love die?

Harry's P.O.V.

I went into the kitchen, rubbing my eyes with my hand. Emma was giving her back to me. She was still wearing pajamas. I smiled to myself. I heard footsteps behind me and a little girl appeared beside me. She stayed a few seconds standing there, looking at Emma just like me.

Then she ran to hug her. Emma hugged her back and ran her fingers through the little girl's blond hair. A boy came into the kitchen and took the girl in his arms. He kissed her on the cheek. Who was he? Jealousy flooded my veins. I stared at him and clenched my hands into fists.

Then he put his hands on Emma's belly revealing a small lump. Emma smiled at him and then gave him a little kiss on the lips...

I woke up with tears in my eyes and breathing heavily. I found with the empty room. With a sudden movement I throw the sheets away from my body. I left the room and walked quickly into the other room down the hall. Sweat covering all my body.

I abruptly opened the door of the guest room to meet with the empty room. The bed was made, the sheets on their place and the curtains open. I sighed. The smell of Emma was in the room. I took a deep breath filling me with her sweet scent. I wiped the tears from my face with my fist.

I went down stairs and entered the kitchen. I walked to the fridge and before I opened it I read the note that was pasted there.

"I will be back at eight -Emma."

It was written in her letter, but I had never read a note written by her that was this cold ... Without any feeling other than disappointment. I wasn't hungry anymore. Everything felt so empty without Emma. I went upstairs unwillingly. I opened the door to the room and got into bed. I hugged Emma's pillow and closed my eyes. Not wanting to wake up anymore.

I thought again and again about what would happen. What will happen when the nine months end? And the picture of Emma with another man broke my heart. She's mine, only mine. I will never share her, ever. And do not want to lose her. 

"Harry... Wake up. Alina is here." My mother’s voice came to me while she shook my shoulder. 

I groaned and reluctantly got out of bed. I sighed heavily. I did not want Alina, I wanted Emma. I put on my shoes and shook my head trying to push away all thoughts of my mind...

I was sitting on the couch, my arm covering my eyes. It was eight and I just hoped that Emma would come home. I missed her. I pretended to pay attention to what Alina was saying. Nodding occasionally. My body was there but my mind was in college with Emma.

I stood and walked to the window. Rested my forehead against it and breathe deeply. Alina's voice listened as an annoying noise behind me. I closed my eyes tightly with the image of Emma on my mind. I wanted to sleep ... Sleeping and wake up in a world where all this is not happening, where it were just Emma and me.

A black car parked in front and a guy came out of it. He walked around the car and opened the passenger door. A girl came out of the car and hugged him before he hand her the purse. She smiled at him. Jealousy filled my veins when I saw those big green eyes. Emma. I clenched my fists so hard that the veins were marked in my skin. I took a deep breath and let it out with anger.

Minutes later the door opened and a smiling Emma appeared. I was consumed by jealousy. I started walking towards her. Someone cleared her throat and I turned. My mother looked at me with a look that said "you cannot blame her for anything; you're going to have a baby with someone else."

I looked back to Emma. I took a deep breath and calm down my jealousy. I smiled and went to hug her. I was going to kiss her but she turned face and my lips stamped on her cheek. I pulled away from her. I looked at her with all the pain I felt inside me. But she stared at Alina ... To Alina’s belly bump. And I could see the pain in her eyes.