Hard To Get

Friends Again?

Emma's POV:

After Harry left I walked down stairs to get a glass of water. As I was pouring some water, a voice startled me.

"I think you should forgive him." My dad stated

"Did you hear everything?" I asked taking a sip of water

"It was kinda hard not to. You both were yelling." He chuckled

"It's not funny! He left me, forgot a about me, and wasn't there when I needed him the most." I confessed

"I know that sweetheart, but you two are best friends. Always have and hopefully always will. He was busy on tour, you can't blame him for that." He explained

"I guess you are right. But I don't know when I'll see him again." I confess

*2 weeks later*

Tonight was my first gig. I was performing at a small club in London. I've been back for two weeks since I talked to Harry.

I was wearing a black dress with a white leather jacket and some peach colored ankle boots. As I walk on stage the spot lights block my views of the crowd. I started singing, seeing people dance along.

'...You've been here all along'

As I finish, they all clap and I head off stage. Once again I bump into someone. And it just happens to be the same person. Harry.

"Was that song about me?" He asks

"Yeah, I wrote it after we had our argument. Can we talk?" I ask him

"Yeah, let's go outside. It's more quiet." He said leading us outside

Once we were out of the club, we sat down on a bench next to the door.

"Harry... I'm sorry I yelled at you. I just had anger still built up in me since my mom died and I just took it out on you. I get why you didn't have time to call or even answer me. You were busy and I understand it." I say getting everything off my chest

"You don't have to be sorry." He says looking in my eyes.

"No I do. And I just missed you so much." I confessed

"I missed you too Em. Friends again?" He asks

"No... Best friends!" I smirk

He just pulls me into a hug.

"I want you to meet the lads!" He exclaims