The Lost Girl ||Final Book In The Starbucks Girl Series||

Chapter 22: How Stupid Were We?

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~Harry's P.O.V.~

Why couldn't I stop loving her so much? I had been looking through a scrapbook Emily had made me for our anniversary. It was filled with pictures of me and her, and ones of me and the boys. Basically every memory since when me and the boys first met Bella.

My favorite picture. We were lying in the grass, about a month after we started dating, both of us were laughing over something that Emily had said. Ever since the confrontation last night, I have sort of felt guilty. I guess I brought this fight between me and Emily upon me. I really should have thought about how Emily was feeling. She ended up in the hospital twice because of all of this. 

My head was so jumbled of thoughts. The clock beside my bed blinked 5:42. I had hardly moved from this bed all day. I really did need to get my life together. The only way I could do that was to start by fixing my relationship with Emily. How could I do that if she was already gone. Had she left yet? I had no clue when her plane was supposed to leave. I debated weather calling Bella up to ask her, but I don't think she would tell me right now. Considering she was Emily's best friend and I doubt Emily wanted to talk to me either.

My eyes landed on my laptop which was on my bed beside me. Popping it open I pulled up Emily's twitter. Aha! She did tweet about it!

@Emily_Myers: Pulling up the the airport. Going to be late for my plane! #HelloCali

She hadn't left yet! there was still a chance I could catch her. I didn't even have to think about what to do next. I grabbed the first pair of shoes I could find and shoved the one. Grabbing my keys I was out the door. 

~Emily's P.O.V.~

I heaved my suitcase out of the taxi, taking a deep breath. This was it. My trip in London was done. Now I was going to go back to California and just live like none of this had happened. But for some reason I couldn't imagine myself being fine in California. Or was it that I couldn't imagine myself without Harry?

No. It was done. The more I thought about it, the harder it was going to be to leave. I pulled my suitcase behind me as I made my way through the revolving doors into the airport. It still felt so wrong.

By the time I got through security my plane was about to board.  I put some headphones in and played some music to distract myself from thinking about Harry. I always needed time on my own I never thought I'd need you there when I cry And the days feel like years when I'm alone And the bed where you lie Is made up on your side. Maybe Harry had been right. Maybe I had been sensitive about all of this. The least I could have done was tried. He tried so hard to make out relationship work and I was willing to give up so easily.

When you walk away I count the steps that you take Do you see how much I need you right now? Then again it was also Harry's fault. He had been so rude, not thinking about how it affected me. I hated attention, and dating one of the members of the most famous boy band on the planet did not really help with all that.

When you're gone The pieces of my heart are missing you When you're gone The face I came to know is missing too When you're gone The words I need to hear to always get me through the day And make it OK I miss you By the time I got to my gate, people were already lining up to get onto the plane. I stood in the back of the line.