change- h.s.

20

"Wow, she kicked you out because of that?" Kelly asked, her brown eyes wide.

"I know, so stupid" I chuckled, walking over to her window and opening it.

"You smoke now?" She asked, watching as I pulled out my cigarette's and matches.

"Yeah" I sighed, taking a drag.

"Can I try?" She asked, her innocent eyes almost begging.

Yet Kelly was far from innocent.

She took one drag and almost choked on her own lungs.

"You'll get used to it" I laughed, putting the cancer stick back to my lips.

"You know-" I paused, breathing out the smoke.

"I think I'm gonna go home tomorrow" I stated as I stared at the house across from the street.

"Really?" Kelly asked, her eyebrows furrowing.

"Yeah"

"Honey" My dad breathed as I walked through the door.

Immediately I was wrapped in his arms, them squeezing me.

I couldn't hug back since I had fours bags on my arms.

"Oh I miss you" He sighed into my shoulder.

"I missed you too dad" I smiled, pulling away.

"Do you need clothes washed?" He asked, taking my bags off of me.

"That would be great" I nodded, watching him walking towards the laundry room.

"Well, I see your back" My mom scoffed as she entered the dining room where me and dad were cooking.

"Hi mom" I smiled, trying to break the tension.

"How was your break?" She glared, plopping the stack of mail she had in her hands on to the island.

"It was good" I breathed, stirring up the soup.

"You got mail" She announced after a few moments of silence.

"From a Harry Styles. Is this your boyfriend?" She asked, when I whipped around at the mention of his name.

"No" I shook my head, snatching piece of mail she had in her hands.

"That was rude" She scoffed as my dad looked at me with wide eyes.

"Well go on, open it" My mom chuckled, my dad just stood there.

"Can I do it in private?" I asked, my eyes were pleading her.

"No, I wanna hear you read it. Prove it's not your boyfriend" She cocked her head, her grey eyes narrowed.

"Catherine we should let her open it in private, it's obviously important" My dad rationalized, but the anger in my moms deepened.

"Its her boyfriend Gary, can't you see that?" She scoffed, looking at my dad like he was dumb.

"Honey, it doesn't matter. She's our daughter and she deserves privacy" He sighed, turning the stove off.

"Emma, go read it while your mother and I set the table" My dad smiled, dismissing me.

I practically sprinted up the stairs.

I locked my door behind me before sitting on my bed.

Still made just as I had left it.

"Dear Emma,

You're not selfish. I'm sorry I called you that. I know you haven't said a word, and that proves that you're serious about my career. You are the girl I write about. My little muse. You're one of a kind. Your smile, so bright and warming. You're eyes, so blue and filled with love. Everything about you is special Emma. I want to be with you as much as you'd like to be with me. But I want to kiss you whenever, and take you on dates. If we start this then it won't be long until fans get notice, or when paparazzi catches us. I can't hug you or hold your hand in public because of the media. Thats what I'm concerned about. If we get caught then my career is over, and your future one is too. Your parents could sue me for statutory rape Emma. This is serious. And I can't run away. I have millions of fans. I can't just drop off of the face of the earth to date someone underage. As much as I'd like to call you mine officially, and celebrate little anniversary's. I can't. As much as I know you won't expose us, someone else will. What if Calum finds out my age and who I am. What if a picture gets leaked and your parents find it? Emma it's too much of a risk. So I think we should end this whole friendship. As much as it hurts me and breaks my heart, I can't go on knowing that this gorgeous girl wants to give me her heart but I can't have it. You can't have mine even though you already do. I'm traveling back home to England for a bit with my band. I said its for inspiration but its really so we don't run back to each other. You are one of a kind my angel. I'll be back when my album comes out. I don't know when that will be, probably next year. I love you Emma, and not just as a friend. Enjoy your holidays. I'll miss you.

Forever your love,

Harry Edward. "

The tears didn't stop flowing as I finished the letter. He's leaving me.

Just for my career.

And his.

"Honey? Open up please" My dads voice sounded from my door.

"What happened?" He asked, eyes filled with concern.

"Was it really your boyfriend?" He followed up, sitting next to me on my bed.

"No" I cried, tears streaming one by one.

"He broke your heart" My dad sighed, wrapping his arms around me.

"Yeah" I sobbed into his shoulders.

"He's going back home" I sobbed harder, my whole body shaking.

"Where's home?" My dad asked.

"England" I croaked.

"Honey" My dad sighed, rubbing my back.

"Nothing cures heart break like chicken soup and late night coffee" My dad smiled, but I couldn't return it.

"Thanks dad" I mumbled, letting him move away.

He walked out of my room.

The letter was still crunched in my hands.

Harry really broke my heart.

But I knew it was for the better.

He couldn't be seen with me.

It would ruin him.

It would ruin me too.

I knew it was for the best.

I loved him.

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holy shit this kinda went off while i was on vacation, but i'm back now !! thank you all for reading