Photograph {Ed Sheeran}

Photograph

A/N: {All song rights go to Ed Sheeran}

Ed Sheeran - Photograph > everything.

Today had been a long day. After classes and work I felt like I was going to die from exhaustion. When in college, sleep is a unheard of concept. But I made the executive decision to get some tonight instead of studying for next week's exam.

 

I open my front door with a sigh. I didn’t even want to have to walk all the way to my room. It seemed so far away.

 

“I’m home!” I call out to Emmett, my boyfriend. We had lived together since we were nineteen. I know that seems young to most people, but I had known this man since I was sixteen. We met and I instantly knew I would spend my life by his side, no matter what role I was to him. Luckily, his feelings were returned and we have been inseparable since.

 

I walk into the living room when my eye caught something out of the ordinary. An army uniform was neatly folded and on the arm of the couch. My boyfriend of seven years sat beside it, his hand on top of the camouflage fabric.

 

“Emmett?” His head whips over to me at the sound of my shocked and uneasy voice. I stare at him in confusion.

 

“My dad died.” He says, looking down to the fabric. My eyes widen before I rush over to him and sit on the couch next to him. I wrap my arms around him tightly. I feel him breathing heavily, and grip onto him tighter.

 

“I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.” I whisper, kissing the side of his neck. “I’m so sorry Emmett.”

 

“I’m joining the army.” He says quickly and I tense. I pull back, and look into his green eyes.

 

“No.” I deny shaking my head. “No.” I say firmer. Disbelief is etched in my features.

 

“It’s already done, Haley.” He says strongly. I remove my arms from around him and quickly stand up,  creating distance between us. He has got to be joking, but when I look into his eyes I know he isn’t.

 

“Oh my god.” I sob in hurt, tears collecting in my eyes. “You had no right!” I put my hand over my mouth, shaking.

 

“It’s my life Haley.” He argues.

 

“Don’t!” I heave, “It’s my life too! I am in love with you and you’re leaving me!?” My hand covers my heart shaped necklace that Emmett had bought me when we first started dating.

 

“I’m coming back--”

 

“You don’t know that!” I yell. I can’t stop the tears from flowing down my red and puffy cheeks. I look away, my chin wobbling harshly. “Did you even care about how much this would hurt me?” I ask him, my eyes slightly swollen.

 

“Of course! And I hate myself for hurting you. Haley, you have always been there for me--” He starts but I stop him.