The Story Behind the Airplane Necklace (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Smile through the pain

(Emily's p.o.v.)

I went to about two more stores and then the boys finally came and found me.

"Where have you been."

I pointed to the store behind me and kept walking on. I was beyond mad, I was. How dare she try.

"Hey Em, what's wrong?" Harry asked stopping me.

"Oh Nothing." I said and smile one of the fakest smiles ever.

"Stop it. Tell me."

"Her, she's what's wrong." I nearly screamed and tried to walk away, but with harry he held on to me.

"What she do?"

"Never mind, it's not worth it. Why don't you just go and find her and hang with her."

I was beyond done too, they just had no idea what she has done. Also they will still want to talk to her most likely, it's not worth it.

"Tell me please."

"Why? you guys won't listen to what i say and think she is all nice."

"No."

"Yes you will," I rolled my eyes.

"Just please tell me."

"She's one of the populars, I hate her and she is a bitch. There ya go. now let me go and go find her and do whatever," I said maybe a little too harshly but I don't care right now.

"What she do to you to make you hate her?"

"Too many to count."

"What she do?"

"Things!! God, I don't know maybe she found out the person I really liked and made me sound like the bitch, made me sound like I am a slut who sleeps with every guy. I can just go on and on but I don't feel like it. Know why? She ain't worth my breath and I ain't gonna waste it on her. So like I said goodbye."

This time I got to get away and I walked out of his sight. I found a bench and started crying my eyes out.

God can she just go away. I didn't do a thing to her!!

Why am i even thinking of her? I should and I will stop.

I stood up and walked away like nothing happened, no tears, no frown. Smiling bright and acting like nothing ever happened.

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As I got home I went into my bedroom and turned on music to drown my thoughts. I don't need to think right now, I am being strong. I don't need that to end.

I feel my phone go off and I look to see who text me. I see it's harry and I don't even read the message. I just throw my phone on the bed and sigh.

I don't feel like taking to anyone. No one is worth my breath at the moment. I don't even feel like explaining anything.

I lay on my bed and look up at the ceiling. I soak up the lyrics and it makes me feel 99.9% better. At least I know people have felt the same way.

I hear my phone go off at least 16 times before I actually decide to answer.

Harry: Please talk to me? I am worried about you.

Harry: please babe. I didn't know any of that. you should have told me. I just really want to talk to you, make things right. I miss you terribly and I won't let you just go like that.

Endless texts like that I see from him. I text him back and then put my phone down and go downstairs to get a snack.