Twenty Seven

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Feelings are an inevitable sensation people have. It is something that every living being experiences no matter what. Our feelings is one of the most precious gifts that we human beings have, since we are possibly the ones that most experience: pain, hatred, fear, love, disappointment, passion, indecision, enthusiasm, desire and a thousand more.

Nevertheless our feelings can sometimes be something that becomes inexplicable to us.

The hard part is learning to deal with what blossoms deep in your heart, cause sometimes we have unwanted feelings deep inside and we have no idea what to do with them, because they scare the guts out of us. Yet sometimes the feelings you sometimes try to push away can turn into the best thing that we could have.

Now I had to deal with what I was feeling at the moment, which was mostly fear. My heart literally stopped. What was I supposed to do? What was I supposed to say? Hey Harry it's not what it looks like, we are definitely not talking about you. Sure cause he was going to believe that, when he just walked in on Louis talking about his family. Ugh why did I have to get myself in these situations? I had no business in asking Louis about Harry's family. That's Harry's life and I shouldn't be meddling around with it. It should me none of my concern. So why would I ask in the first place? I perfectly knew that if Harry found out about this I would get into serious trouble which would normally end up with a couple of insults been thrown and us not talking to each other for hours.

I turned to Louis who shifted uncomfortably on the chair he was sitting in looking at me with worried eyes. I guess I wasn't the only one who thought we had just made a big mistake. Yet it's none of Louis fault. I was the one who asked, he just answered which is bad too but if I hadn't asked anything he wouldn't have had the need to answer my question. I guess I just felt curious. Though deep down I knew it wasn't just that. It was a strange feeling of worry.

I guess as Louis mentioned his family I just remembered the time when my mom mentioned Anne and Harry's face immediately changed into a devastated broken look, which broke my heart in the process. I hated seeing him sad, and if I knew more about him maybe I could do something to fix him.

He's not some broken toy, you can fix Emma, I thought to myself. Yet I was going to do everything humanly possible to make him feel happy again, at least I would try.

I cared about Harry, more than I could admit.

"U-uh." I didn't know what to say. I was speechless.

"Louis could you please leave Emma and me alone for a moment." Harry said looking at me intensively. He didn't even look at Louis as he spoke at him. Gosh I was seriously in big trouble now, I could see it in his face.

That's what you get for getting involved, my mind told my heart.

"Yeah of course, I'll talk to you later Emma." Louis said smiling at me with an 'it's going to be fine face' which I nod smiling thankfully, hoping he was right and hell wasn't going to be released in the next couple of seconds.

Once Louis was out Harry walked towards the door closing it shut. This reminded me of this morning, though I perfectly knew that that was not going to happen again, specially now.

Harry turned around slowly making it look like the typical movie scene where the bad guy is about to kill the innocent girl. He walked slowly towards me not taking his eyes off from mine. I swear I could see a devilish look in his face that was seriously scaring me shitless.

"Look Harry I-I'm sorry. I know I have no concern on whatever happens in your life."

"So why would you ask someone else?" He said coming closer to me.

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