• Emily's POV •
I returned home to see Harry sitting at his computer desk, his eyes were red from crying.
"Please don't leave," He begged.
"Give me one good reason not too," I replied, feeling a hot tear run down my cold cheek I sat on the edge of his bed followed by him getting up and squatting in front of me causing both me and him to look into each others eyes.
"I may have been drunk and might not to be able to remember everything but what I do remember is you saying hoe you're an egg. You're fucking not, Emily and don't ever let me hear you say that again because you're so fucking perfect and u know I don't deserve you but please. Please don't go. I barely slept last night because you weren't there. It was a mistake. That stupid blonde bitch could never ever replace you." Harry then said with a sigh.
And with that, I hugged him. I missed him so much. I really didn't want to loose him.
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Aesthetic ~ H.L
FanfictionHarry Lewis. Also known by Wroetoshaw and a member of the sidemen on youtube. But I'm just another fan..I'll never meet him, right?
