Denial

ch. 23

*one month ahead*

"Ha! I told you, I always win" I giggle while giving Harry and Em a wink.

"Yeah yeah whatever" Em says while waving me off. They're just annoyed that I'm born with the talent of winning them in a life or death game of Jenga.

Life is good. Really good. I mean, Harry and Kendall are no longer in contact, well with what he's told me. Em got a new job and is saying she currently has a crush on someone but for some reason doesn't have the balls to tell me why, just yet. But you know, I have noticed that her and harry have been hanging out at lot more lately. It doesn't bother me, but I wonder why me and harry can't have a relationship like theirs.

We're sort of distant. Sometimes things will be great between us, but it's odd. When we are in a good spot, it's like he snaps out of it and turns into the same jerk and asshole he was when I met him.

"Hey uh it's getting late, me and emily are going to head out. Call me when you need me yeah?" He says while looking towards Em. What's their deal?

Em looks over and gives him a weird look, sort of like the Dude what the heck? look. So much for me being the one "keeping secrets".

Em was going through this phase telling me and asking me why I keep secrets from her now and why I won't tell her things like how I used too. It was all resolved, but I still have the gut feeling like she's still in this mental state where she thinks I keep things from her.

"It's 6, do you guys have something you need to get too. Am I in the way or-?" I mutter out, in annoyance; but am not able to finish.

"No no, it's um. Well- I've, I mean we've been meaning to tell you something Scar. Please don't freak out" Em says while signaling to Harry. I frown in confusion and as if Harry sees my confusion he walks towards me.

"Yeah let's not make this a huge deal. Long story short, I asked Em on a date" he looks down at his watch, " And it happens to be in an hour so we need to be on our way" he mutters while turning around and walking towards Em.

How could she have not told me this sooner? She looks at me with a sympathetic smile while waving as she leaves. I'm not standing here clueless.

"Em! Wait" I say while running to her outside. I rush past Harry at the door while he stands there holding it open.
As I get to her I can sense that Em is scared I'm going to blow up on her. Well, she's a smart cookie.

"So uh, when were you planning to let me know this was going on?" I ask. I can't tell you how betrayed I feel. All those weeks/weekends where she blew me off because she had all these excuses and for what? To hangout with harry? Bullshit. Real bullshit.

"Look scar I'm sorry, I didn't know how to tell yo-"

"No! Before any more bullshit comes out of your mouth I need to set something straight. My mother let me bring you so you can spend time with me, not to go around fucking my bodyguard whenever you get the chance. This is low, even for you" I spit out in disgust while turning around and walking towards my house, before I step through the door frame, I feel Harry grab my arm.

"You have no right to talk to Em-" he scolds but I'm quick to talk back.

"No" I say while I yank my arm away from his warm touch.
"You have no right to any of what you did since you've been here. Now this? You really are pushing your luck styles" I say while slamming the door. God It was such a good night, and I was such in a good mood. I feel so, so, angry. I turn my back on the door and I fall to the ground. I bring my knees up to my chest and cradle myself.

My best friend and the man I was hopelessly in love with. It's just my luck huh? I shouldn't be surprised but it's still like taking a knife to the heart.
I regret saying the things I said to Em, it's not like she knew I was into harry and it's like I was mad at her for knowing I did.
I just can't shake this feeling.

Harry's Pov.

Well so much for leading Scarlett on so she could think we're in a good place.
But I have to do this, I can't forget about my fathers vengeance.
I mean, how could I put a girl over my father? Yes, I have strong feelings for Scarlett, I've always known it.

But I can't, and won't leave my father hanging. I can't make promises and just forget about them.

It is how it is. And sooner or later, Scarlett is going to have to snap out of it and realize that.