Take Me Home (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

(Chap 8) I Need

I sat in my room and was in tears. Why am I getting so hurt over this? Is it because I still have feelings for Harry when I don't want to? I'm trying so hard to forget about that night Harry just left. I grabbed my phone and looked through my saved messages. I unlocked the very last one and read it off the lite up screen:

From Hazza Styles:

So this is goodbye?

I always went back and reread that one message sent from him. Just the when it was worded to me always gave me that little hope that he never wanted to say goodbye. That he was asking me if I wanted to call our friendship off, and like an idiot I did. I ruined everything, and I'm trying so hard to fix that one mistake. I just ruined it. No. My dad ruined it. My mom ruined it. My life ruined it...

"God! I wish I could get over this!"I screamed into my pillow and threw my phone against the wall.

I didn't hear a shatter so I looked up.

Luke was standing there holding my phone with the saddest eyes.

"What you came in here to apologize?!"I cried and half yelled.

"That was the plan..."He said running his fingers through his hair."Emily-I mean Ellie... Why are you crying. It was just stupid jealousy. Guys tend to get jealous when another dude is trying to take away something they both love, especially a girl. I mean we both want to spend time with you, but you can't have both of us-"

"Why not?"I asked trying to quit my crying.

"What do you mean?"

"Why can't I be friends with both of you?"

"Because it's... It's complicated."

"No it's not."I mumbled."You make it complicated."

"Or you do."

"What?"I asked shocked at his response.

"Oh come on,"he complained."A few weeks ago you were complaining about how big a jerk Harry is, and now that he's back it's like 'Harry is so amazing, we're the best of friends.' Why don't you just fucking leave?"Luke said. I knew the last part wasn't for me to hear since he whispered it to himself.

"I'm trying to get back what we had!"I hollered."I decided to give him another chance!"

"And just a week ago you wanted NOTHING to do with him. Is it because he can provide you with his riches, he can just get you what ever you want?!"

"I don't care about his money! YOU WERE RIGHT!"I cried.

"What..."

"You were right,"I whispered and I sunk my head into my hands."I always wanted Harry back. I-I was too blind to realize how much I cared about him. You were right. I missed him."

"I-I-"

"Don't even say anything. Just get out."

Luke nodded his head and walked out.

I locked the door behind him and pulled out my suitcase. I started throwing all my clothes into the suitcase and I brought out another one and started throwing shoes in that one. I walked out my room and went into the restroom to grab all my hair supplies and toothbrush.

Luke watched me as I carried my stuff back into my room.

"What are you doing?"He asked as I put my hair stuff in a duffel bag.

"Packing."

"Well no shit. Why are you packing?"

"Because I'm leaving."I said not making eye contact with him.