You belong with me (A Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 25

It was almost midnight and the party has just ended. Everybody was saying goodbye to me and greeting me Happy Birthday for the last time. I kept shaking hands and kissing every cheeks to every person that came to me.

“Em-em!”

I turned to see Grandpa waving his hands to me so I walked to him and nudge him at the shoulders

“lolo, not infront of everyone” I whispered while grandpa chuckled

“I’ll call you whatever you want and I’m proud of it” He patted my shoulders

“Okay okay” I smiled

My attention turned to Harry talking to his cousins and his aunt. They were somehow congratulating him because his aunt kissed him at the cheek and his cousins gave him a pat on the shoulder. I can’t still forget the fact that he made a video about me or even prepared a letter for me in that video.

“Harry’s a good lad” Grandpa told me as I turn back to reality

“Y-yea he is” I smiled but felt my cheeks heat by hearing Harry’s name

“So you decided who’re you going to have an adventure with?” he rose an eyebrow

“Huh?”

“You know, the locket that I gave you”

“Oh yeah. I.. don’t know yet actually” I looked down carefully

“And why is that?”

Grandpa started to wrap his arms around my shoulder as we walk to some garden. We were at this bench as he let me sit first while he sits next to me. Grandpa was waiting for me to answer he’s previous questions so I take a deep breath.

“I don’t know if I can do this lolo. And besides he didn’t tell me he likes me yet” I sighed

“But he made you a whole video and everything” He waved his right hand

“I know- I know it’s beautiful and I appreciate it. But all he said that I was there whenever he feels down. Not ‘emily I like you and will never let go of you’”

Grandpa looks at me but starts to look down.

“And even if he did like me back… I don’t think I can handle all the attention from the media and honestly, some of their fans..”

The scene from the bathroom suddenly shows in my head and I can still remember the awful things that the girls have said about me.

“I told you she’s nice”

I suddenly remembered the girl who still believed in me for who I am and not what media thinks. I wish there was more people like her that I can encounter.

Grandpa suddenly shifts as I start to look at him. He cupped one of my cheeks and smiled

“But look at you now Em-em. Your here and strong-smiling like the 20 yr old girl you are”

“Woman” I corrected him as he chuckled and held my shoulders

“So never mind about what people talk about you. They don’t know who you are for saying bad things to you”

I looked at him while he smiled.

“You have your family, your friends, your parents, and me” He cooes while I giggled

“And also, you have Harry”

The sound of Harry’s name makes my stomach flutter. I guess this is what people call ‘having butterflies in your stomach”. And i’m glad to experience it.