The Girl From My Past {h.s. au} #wattys2018

Chapter 18

>ROSE'S POV<

It was official. Harry was no longer married. He had won full custody of Darcy since Sarah didn't want anything to do with her.

I was at his house, getting the last box full of his things. Sarah had her arms over her chest as she watched me. Her friend had come over to 'comfort' her. She looked a bit familiar...but I couldn't put my finger on it.

"Michelle, will you show her out?"

I froze in my tracks. I looked back at the girl. Of course I remembered her. Michelle.

She walked me towards the door with a smile. I thanked her quietly. I didn't think she remembered me.

"Tell Harry I said hi. He was erm...an old friend." She spoke before I walked away.

"I will." I lied with a forced smile.

Liam opened the door for me, taking the large box from my hands. I walked in to Louis and Edna bickering, like they always did.

"You know what's worrying? The fact that this woman has coffins just lying around. Like the one she made for Rosie, you know?"

"I'm just taking precautions." Edna replied smoothing as she fidgeted with something. "There you are."

Louis took the small thing from her. He inspected it before his eyes widened.

"Oh, that's just mean."

"What is it?" I asked, making Louis had it to me.

It was a small golden plaque with his name on it. I raised my eyebrows at Edna.

She only shrugged. "Just thinking ahead. Plus, the dumb ones always go first. Natural selection."

Louis scoffed dramatically, crossing his arms over his chest. I laughed at them as Liam rolled his eyes.

"Anyways, I have to show you something."

I looked up to Liam with a questioning look. He took my hand, walking upstairs.

"What is it?"

"It's a surprise."

"Tell me."

"Then it wouldn't be a surprise."

We reached the top step, making me sigh. I looked around, eyebrows furrowing.

"Well?"

He held a finger up to his lips, shushing me. I tilted my head at him. Is he crazy?

But then, I heard it. The soft sound of a piano playing. I immediately recognized the song. Say something.

I turned towards the library, opening the door slightly. All of the lights were off, the only light coming from a dozen candles. I walked down the isle of rose petals that were lined with candles on each side.

It ended at the bookcase that led to the library. I pushed it open with a small grunt. Again, the lights were off but rose petals and candles lined the way up.

I looked back at Liam with a confused expression. He stayed at the library doorway, shrugging.

I slowly climbed the steps, being cautious of my surroundings. I peeked my head into the attic.

Edward and Darcy sat at the piano as Edward slowly played. My eyes widened. When did he learn to do that?

I walked into the room, about to ask them what they were doing, when Harry emerged from behind the piano.