Impulse [A Harry Styles FanFiction]

Chapter 32- I Wish

POV Auden

I step off the plane and the sticky Miami air greets me. I've never missed it more then I do right now.

I text Hailee that I landed and call Emerson. I had balled my eyes out on the phone at 5am this morning to Emerson after I saw all the hate and death threats I was getting.

My entire Twitter was filled with tweets like these:

Glad her and Harry are done. Never like her anyway

TARRY FOREVER! 

She has no reason to cry, what did she expect Harry to do after he found out she was hooking up with Louis.

No one liked that skank. She's better off dead lmfao.

Somehow through this entire mess, people still found a way to blame me. I'll never understand how the media works.

Emerson told me she would pick me up from the airport. I put my phone to my ear and she picks up after the first ring.

"I just landed. I'm heading towards baggage claim right now." I tell her.

"I'm here too. Did you sleep on the plane?" she asks.

I sigh. I haven't slept since... wow I haven't slept since Harry and I did it for the first time.

"Yeah, for a little bit." I lie.

The dark circles and my low energy levels say otherwise, but I'm too tired to care.

"Good. See you in a sec."

She hangs up and I walk towards baggage claim. I look like a sick puppy.

My hair is in a messy ponytail, my black joggers look two sizes too big compared to my tight fitting tank top. My big black shades cover my red tired eyes.

The voice in the back of my head has only repeated five words to me all last night and this morning. I want to go home.

The luggage carousel begins spin and I walk over and yank my suitcase off the machine. I start to walk towards the exit when Emerson comes out of no where sprinting towards me.

She throws her arms around me whispers, "Auden! I love you so much and I missed you so much."

I grasp her back tightly as I feel tears threaten in my eyes again. I melt into her bear hug and take a few deep breathes before I must out a 'me too'.

We pull away from each other slowly and she whispers, "Someone is here to see you."

I look past Emerson and my heart falls to my stomach. I drop my duffle bag and sprint as fast as I can before jumping into the loving embrace.

"Auden, baby I missed you so much. I love you so much. I'm so sorry about everything."

The tears spill out of my eyes and I'm really crying in the middle of this airport.

"I can't believe you're here. I love you so much Mom." I cry.

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I lay my head on Emerson's lap as my mom drives way above the speed limit towards our home.

"Do you want to get something to eat? I think you should eat something sweetheart." my mom suggests.

I shake my head.

"I'm not really hungry." I tell her.

"How about a milkshake?" Emerson says.

"That doesn't sound half bad." I agree.

My mom stops at McDonalds and brings us two oreo mcfluries. Emerson was totally right to suggest this. Bonus points because it's much easier to eat then a full meal.

We finally arrive back home and I feel like collapsing and kissing the floor. But instead, I slump down on my sofa with my mcflurry still in hand.

Emerson sits down next to me and whispers, "Auden you know I'm here for you. I'll do whatever you want. If you want me to leave so you can be with your mom, I'll leave. If you want me to stay and be company, I will. We don't have to talk about anything if you don't want to."

"Thank you." I blurt out.

This is why Emerson is my best friend. She knows I'm an emotional train wreck right now but she isn't forcing me to do anything.

"Please stay." I tell her.

My mom takes her seat in the chair next to the couch and takes a long sip from her water.

"Do you want to talk about what happened? We don't have to. But one way or another I've never liked that Taylor girl anyway- her music is cliche." my mom scoffs.

I know she's trying to make me feel better but I don't want to think about any of it. I shake my head no.

"I'm sorry but I really just want to go to sleep." I sigh.

They both give me sorry looks and nod. 

"That's perfectly fine. Come downstairs when your ready sweetie." my mom smiles.

It's a pity smile. I feel awful as I trudge up the stairs to my bedroom. I slip on sweatpants and a t shirt and flop onto my bed.

I feel so empty and drained. I go to crawl under my covers when I see the white t shirt and jeans sitting next to me on the bed of my bed where he slept.

I pick up the jeans and as hard as I can I throw them across my bedroom. I use all my strength and anger to rip his stupid white t shirt in half.

I chuck the two shreds across my room and bring my knees to my chest as I sob. I just want him out of my life.

I don't want to see or think about any more of him. I pull my covers over me and stuff my head in between my pillows and cry until I finally reach my long awaited sleep.