I Can't Let You Go

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Kit was woken up by the doorbell in the afternoon, his head was hurt, his headache made him dizzy. Drink a bottle whiskey in the morning was not his best idea in his life. He slowly floundered to the door and opened it. "I was so sure she was wrong, but it seems she knows you too well. Here. Drink it" it was Lola. She gave him a coffee cup and walked inside. 

EARLIER THAT DAY AT EMILIA'S FLAT

 Em told to Lola what happened. Everything. She was the only one who she could speak honestly. "Do you really believe him? About the pictures?" Lola looked to her. "I do." Em answered."Do not get mad but in this case... that kiss was way too much." Lola told her. "I know." she nodded. "I ... just did what Charlie did. I did not ... think that through. It did not mean anything." she shook her head. "I can understand why Kit sees this thing... otherwise. Not that he is an innocent one in this situation." Lola leaned back in the couch. "We both do mistakes, we ... are humans, but ... I hate I can't talk with him in a normal way. Just in phone. And... he didn't even listened what I wanna say" Em was walking up and down. "Would you listen to him, if you see a picture of  Rose and him in a big reunion moment?" Lola raised her eyebrow. "I do..." Em answered immediately, but they both know that is not true. "You would have do the same. No... would have act worse. Emilia. You know him...  If ... he is just a victim in this cheating story... he needs you to be next to him, not ... hurt him more." Lola spread her arms. "Can I ask you something?" she turned to Lola. 

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"You drank all of it in this morning?" she raised the empty bottle. "What are you doing here?" Kit still don't understand. "You look like a shit." Lola stated. "I feel like a shit" Kit answered. "Here. Take these" she gave two pills to him "Best for the hungover" He immediately took the pills and sat to the couch. "Do not make yourself comfortable, you are gonna be late. So come on." Lola looked at him. "What are you doing here?" Kit asked again. Lola sighed and rolled her eyes. "Isn't it clear? And if you are gonna late from the theater she will kill me, because she has no chance to meet with you right now. So go, and put yourself together Harington" she crossed her arms. Kit stood up, and he did not really believe what she said. "Em sent you here?" he stood against her. "No, Mother Theresa. Don't be an idiot Kit." Lola said to him and laughed. "It is just surprised me." he frowned. His headache was started to get better. "What? That she loves you? Because you are jealous dick and can't read between the lines. She gave a kiss to Charlie for the show, not to mention, that was a pretty cool move to distract the attention from you and ... whatever you did." she shook her head. "I did not..." he started. "Kit. I am not your girlfriend, I am not your friend... you don't owe me any apologize. I do this for her. Because she loves you and asked me to do it. Because she cannot be here... by herself. She believes you. And it is her decision." she made things clear. He just nodded and went to the bedroom to got dressed. Lola took her phone and wrote to Em. "Mission complete" 

Emilia smiled when she read the message. They were ready to go outside with Charlie. She relieved a bit. She had hopes Lola can save the situation. At least for a while. She wanted to go there and do it by herself but her agent would kill her. "Can we go?" Charlie took her hand. "Yeah of course." she smiled. They walked out from the house, and the paps were there. Right in time. Charlie hugged her closer. "So you still did not change your mind about the lunch or dinner somewhere?" he looked at her. "I am hungry, so... if you wanna go." she frowned. "That is my girl" he smiled and gave a kiss to her cheek. She felt herself uncomfortable. "Em, If you make faces like this, it won't help." he whispered to her ears. "Sorry. I know" she fake a smile. "I just hate it. Not because of you. I hate papwalks even when I do it alone. The most hilarious thing in this world" she felt how he embraced her more closer. "Agreed, but that makes your fans happy, and makes the tabloids happy. Think about that" he smiled around. "Emilia" a reporter stopped them. "I wanna ask some questions"