Last First Kiss 3 (HS)

Chapter 29

"I think you need to come back to London with me" I tried processing the thought of going back to London but it seemed too hard.

"A-And see everyone?"

"Emily you need to go back someday"

"Harry how can I? What if they hate me?"

"They don't hate you they're just worried and I can't tell them I found you without bringing you back" This conversation would a lot easier if we were wearing clothes..

"But going back..Harry I can't face them"

"Emily please I'll be right there with you"

"Harry I still feel nervous around you knowing that you're still mad!" I broke eye contact since I was being so open with him. I'm only like this with my friends but Harry used to be the only special person in my life and it was easy to be open.

"You don't have to feel nervous around me Em" He intertwined our hands and softly kissed my forehead. I softly smiled at him then stood up grabbing both plates and bringing them to the sink. "Please just think about it?"

"Okay. I'm gonna shower now" Before he could say anything else I went into my room quickly grabbing a pair of denim shorts, bra and underwear, and a clean t shirt then went into the bathroom. I locked the door just so Harry wouldn't come in while I tried clearing my head. Should I really go back so soon? Well for me, on short notice.

I stood under the shower welcoming the warm water. I knew that if I just visited they would want me to permanently move back because I was gone for three years. I can't just drop everything. My job, my friends, my life. Not again at least.

I purposely took an extra long shower to avoid Harry. After laying down for probably about an hour I decided to actually bathe with soap. I quickly washed my hair then myself before the hot water ran out. I dried off and changed into my simple outfit.

As I opened the door while simultaneously brushing out my hair I saw Harry putting clothes in my suitcase. What the hell?

"Harry what are you doing?"

"We have to catch our flight to London in a hour"

"What? No you can't force me to go back to London!"

"Too bad we're going to London"

"Harry I didn't agree to this"

"Well your hour shower tells me you've thought about" I started taking the clothes out from my suitcase and putting them back in my closet.

"I'm not ready to see them"

"The longer you wait, you'll never be ready" He took the clothes out of my hand and put them back in their spot in the suitcase.

"Harry you can't force me to go London! I can't just leave!" I rose my voice but it was only to get his attention so he'd stop packing away my stuff.

"Why do you keep saying that? Why was it so easy to leave the first time?"

"See there you go again! You say that you aren't mad then you throw it in my face again!" We've only been together for 24 hours and we're already fighting.

"Because it's true Emily!"

"It wasn't easy for me to leave but I knew I had to!" Tears started to rim my eyes. I had convinced myself it was okay that I moved away but it wasn't. I should have worked out my issues with Harry, Rayne, and Louis but I didn't. I ran away from my problems thinking they wouldn't catch up to me.

"Em I-"

"No just give me a minute to think before I spin my life around again" I walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen where I slid down the wall burying my head in my hands.

I knew I had to go back but I just didn't want to see the judgmental faces I'll be welcomed with. The war inside my head was too overwhelming. I didn't want to go back, I wanted to continue my life here. A few minutes passed and I had to stop trying to talk myself out of this because it was what I had to do. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and walked back into my room where Harry was waiting for me.

"You okay?"

"No but I need to go back" He nodded then pulled my arms moving myself closer to him. I stood in between his legs which now had jeans covering them.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you"

"It's okay" I looked into his glowing green eyes that were illuminated from the sunlight still seeping through the windows even it was getting later in the afternoon.

"I still can tell when you're lying" He said playing with the ring on my finger. I shyly looked away from him because I was afraid he was going to keep using what happened against me in every argument that we had.

"I'm fine I just can't figure you out. Are you still mad? Do you forgive me? I don't know. Don't say you do then use it against me like that"

"I'm sorry but I do forgive you. It's just going to take me a while to get used to the fact that you're in my life again"

"Okay I guess I'm ready to go back"

"I know you're still lying but that's a good start. I don't want to have to drag you there"

"You are dragging me there" I laughed.

"Well it's for your own good"

"You sound like my mother"

"Is that a good thing?"

"Yeah I haven't had someone telling me what to do in a long time"

"You haven't like..relapsed have you?" I could tell he was nervous being on the topic of my issues but all I wanted to do was make him feel comfortable.

"No I haven't. I've gotten drunk a few times with the girls but I haven't turned to drugs or guys"

"I'm proud of you" He smiled.

"There's nothing to be proud of"

"Emily don't say that. You've managed to be on your own for three years, get a job, graduate college, have your own apartment and food and stay sober the whole time. I wish I could have been there to help"

"Me too" I lightly kissed his lips and took a mental moment to take in what has happened since I rolled out of the bed and drove to Starbucks yesterday. Looks like I'll be going back to London.

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hey guys sorry it took me so long to update again. ive been at camp then when i get home i just fall asleep because im so tired. i have one more week of camp then a week of vacation then school starts so i wont be updating as often as id like to but im sorry:(

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-katherine:)