𝙈𝙔 𝘽𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙁𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙉𝘿 (REWRITING)

THREE

     After Harry left I sat in my room and thought about everything that was happening right now. I just don't even know how to act around him anymore.

Dinner was one of the worst things I've ever sat through. I would talk about things with Gemma and Anne but then Harry would join in and I just wouldn't know what to say so I would just sit there.

I could sense him staring at me majority of the dinner and it just gave me such an odd feeling. It also made me feel good about myself.

After dinner was over I excused myself and let them know that I was going to bed.

So now I'm snuggled in bed on my phone scrolling through Instagram.

I miss my friends so much. I miss my mom too. I want to call her and tell her about Harry but I know that she's at work right now so I'll just have to wait to call her.

I also need to get some sleep, I'm sure the girls have something planned for us tomorrow.

I lay my phone down and I drift off into a peaceful sleep.

....

      "Emery, darling. Wake up. Breakfast is ready." I hear Anne say softly.

My eyes flutter open and I see Anne standing at the edge of the bed.

I smile and say "Good morning."

She smiles back while saying "Good morning love." and walks out.

Sunlight is peaking in through the window and it warms up my body. I'm so comfortable right now and I really don't want to get up.

A few minutes pass before I force myself to get out of bed.

I make my way down the hallway and to the dining room where everyone sits.

"We thought you had fell back asleep." Gemma says with laughing.

I shake my head, "Nope, was just very comfy." I say walking over to the seat next to Gemma.

Harry sits in front of me and I can't bring myself to look up at him.

I feel his gaze on me but I chose to ignore it.

"Did you guys have anything planned for the day?" I ask Anne and Gemma.

"Actually yeah, mum and I have some errands to run. We figured you would be jet lagged from the flight." Gemma responds.

I only nod back.

"How's your mom doing?" Anne asks.

"She's doing great actually. She's been doing really well. Especially with having to take care of so many kids." I say laughing. I have a lot of siblings. Them all being girls.

"How's Fresca?" Gemma asks.

"She's doing great. She's been modeling a lot in New York and I haven't really saw her, but we FaceTime all the time." I say. Gemma nods and smiles at me. They used to be best friends before we moved away. Fresca is 23 and she's a model.

I don't see my her as much as I would prefer to but I've gotten used to never seeing her anymore.

For the rest of breakfast we make small conversation.

....

It's now around six in the afternoon and I've been sleeping on and off all day.

I've stayed in my room the entire time because I wasn't sure if Harry had left and I really didn't want to face him.

I hear a knock on my door and I mumble a "come in" expecting it to be Gemma or Anne.

I was slightly taken back when Harry walked into my room instead.

He seems extremely nervous.

"Are you hungry?" He asks.

If I'm being honest, I'm starving. I haven't ate since breakfast this morning.

"Yeah a little, why?" I reply.

"I was going to get some food for myself and I don't want to go alone. There's a diner not too far from here that I was going to go to."

I don't want to go but I feel like this could be a good opportunity for me to get answers about everything.

"Sure." I nod my head.

He smiles like a child on Christmas Day and he says "Cool, we'll leave whenever you're ready."

I just nod my head and he walks out.

I get up and brush my hair out.

I look in the mirror to make sure that I look somewhat decent. I'm wearing an over sized t shirt with some running shorts underneath.

I really hope no paparazzi finds us.

I walk out of my room and see Harry sitting on the couch watching TV with Gemma.

"When did you guys get back?" I ask her.

"Like an hour ago." she replies.

"And you didn't think to bring me food? How rude." I say.

"It seems like you've found someone who will take you to get some food." She replies with a smirk.

I roll my eyes in response.

....

We've only been in the car for around five minutes and the vibes are so off.

It has been silent this entire time.

    Harry reaches down to turn on the radio and Drag Me Down is the first song that is playing.

He gives me a side eye while mumbling to himself.

He's about to change the station and I smack his hand. He turns to look at me and give me a weird look.

"Just because I don't like you right now doesn't mean I hate your music." I say.

"You like One Direction?" Harry questions.

"I mean I do know your whole discography but that's only because you guys have great songs!" I say laughing.

He smiles at me while letting out a laugh.

I have to force myself to look away from him. I really missed times like this.

But things will probably never be the same.