Good Enough

Chapter 34: Don't Let Me Go

Harry POV

Today, Eve and I were sat in the studio. For 1/2 reasons. The first reason was it was time to write songs. The second was to talk about something called Even. Something that took the internet by storm. I hoped that they would let it pass and just let us live but It's become something too big to ignore. Unfortunately the latter of the two came first.

A man came in looking very angry. He showed us pictures of Niall and Eve. Some of them from before I met Eve. One caught my eye, it was a video of Eve as Jasmine kissing Niall. Ouch, right in the heart. It's hurts to see Eve with Niall like that. I don't mind when she's talking to other boys, but I like her. Of course it's going to bug me when someone's in my place.

It's just that possibility bugs me.

What if she decides she's still not over Niall? Niall's so obviously in love with her, but Eve doesn't seem to notice. He's a part of her past and vice versa. Especially Eve, she was so emotionally damaged by him. She cried almost every night. It hurt me to see her like that. I made an oath to always keep her happy. I will not let her go through that pain that she went through with Niall with me. But Niall tries anything on Eve, tries to win her back or break her heart again- I'm not going down without a fight. Still, I can't shake of the "what if" factor. I can't bear to lose her.

Eve held my hand to reassure me that she returned my feelings. Maybe not at the same level as mine, but they were still there. Which was a comforting thing to think about. I may not know what they really are, but I'm glad that they're there. That beautiful girl smiled her knowing smile and looked the man talking to us with a confident smile.

"I'm Harry's now. Niall and I are just friends. I could tweet about it and dismiss the rumours if that would make you all happy." I explained. I couldn't help but smile at Eve's explanation. I couldn't stop my self from smiling as she called herself mine. The man shook his head, disapproving Eve's suggestion.

"Nope, we have a Q&A planned for you in a few weeks. Cause Harry here also has something called #Holly going on with someone named Molly." He boomed. Eve turned to me, confused on who this Molly person was and why she was trending like Niall and her. Eve looked to me, confused and flustered. She seemed to be silently protesting that I explain who Molly was as she had been honest about Niall. The man turned to me and asked me directly, answering Eve's silent prayers.

"What are your exact feelings about Molly?" He sternly asked. Without flinching, I looked him in the eyes and said;

"I love Molly."

I never mentioned Molly to her, and frankly I didn't feel the need to. Until now. Eve, next to me seemed dejected and a maybe, just maybe, it was jealousy that glimmered in her eyes. She pouted her lips and crossed her arms, pretending that she didn't care but I knew it bugged her in someway. It was cute.

"Molly's my cat back home. " I informed with a serious look on my face. I put my hand on hers, mimicking her reassurance for me earlier. She instantly burst into laughter at her newfound revelation. I laughed along, she was jealous of a cat. An awesome cat, but still.

The burly man then left us to our business as he had no more announcements to make.

So now we had to write songs, I had never actually written songs. But Eve on the other hand, was constantly at it. Though I was happy that she could write songs, I wish I could.

"Ever written a poem?" Eve inquired, breaking the gaze with the notebook in front of her. I nodded my head, unsure of what she was getting at. Eve smiled at me, and thanked my elementary school teachers for teaching me poems which made whatever she was getting at easier.

"So basically, you write strong feelings down in a way that flows or rhymes whatever works for you." She explained. She smiled a smile that gave my stomach churn. Eve spun around in her chair, her hair moving along with her.

I had no ideas of what to write about so I decided why not bug Eve for now? I moved my chair closer and looked at her notebook. I read the title. Wonderwall. She noticed me reading then blushed slightly. Swiftly she snatched the notebook from me.

"That song's for you, and you can't see it until I'm done." She reasoned. I shrugged my shoulders, respecting her need for privacy. That plan backfired quickly. Eve continued on sitting cross-legged in her chair while twirling her straight hair. She was absolutley gorgeous. But she didn't seem to aknowledge it, in fact she did the opposite.

I noticed how she ate significantly less and didn't smile at herself in the mirror. I noticed the sadness that still lingered in her eyes. I noticed the burden she still carried. I noticed how scared she was to tell me that she wasn't feeling well. I noticed how she always had her guard up. I noticed how she loved making people smile. I noticed how she treated little children, seeing them as heroes because they believed anything was possible. I noticed how she liked being alone but hated being lonely. I noticed the way she hesitated before she spoke, thinking that one wrong word could drive me away.

I've always wanted to tell her that it's ok to eat a lot, that she's the most beautiful person in the world, that I would do whatever it took to make the sadness go away, that I would help her carry her burden if she would let me. I wanted to ask her directly if she wasn't feeling well and make her feel better. I want her to know that hurting her is the last thing I would want to do and that I loved her smile. I wanted to comfort her when she was lonely and tell her that I wanted to stay. I won't leave.

But I know there's always the possiblity of her leaving. All my life, I grew accustomed to people going and coming. I always enjoyed the company of others, but I knew they'd all leave eventually. Even though they left, I tried to make the best of the time I had with them. I tried not to be attached to though,since leaving was enevitable.

But not Eve. I was already attached to her, in fact I think I'm in love with her. No matter what she would do, I'd keep my arms wide open ready to welcome her back. I don't want her to leave.

I'm tired of being alone. For once in my life, I want someone to stay with me.

I pulled out a notebook and wrote down a title for a song, it read;

"Don't Let Me Go"

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A/N: 4k? Woah. I cannot express my joy in words. This is a huge acomplishment for me, I didn't even think I'd get 10 reads let alone 4k!

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But on the topic of that, I still am blocked on how to write the story and what's happening next. I sort of know what's going to happen but I don't know how to write it. I will keep writing this book 'till the end!

Sorry for the short chapters.

Until next chapter...

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