We'll be Fine Line ~ H.S

Two.

- Are you all done packing Harry asks.
But the truth is that i haven't even started packing.

I mean how am i supposed to put down all my memories in boxes and leave the house i grew up in.
Harry says that it's going to be good for me to start over in New York but i wish that I could stay in London forever.

Or at least a few more years.
I just want to sit on the porch and eat dinner with mom and dad again.

Or play football with dad in the backyard even tho he always wins and I end up getting mad at him for winning so he gets me my favorite ice cream.

Or to wake up by the smell of freshly baked cookies and just know that its going be a good day.
But im never going to experience that again because mom and dad are not coming home.

- Emeralda are you done packing Harry asks with a soft tone.
- No i mumble.
- I know how hard this is trust me its hard for me too but we are leaving tomorrow morning and everything that you don't pack is going into storage so please just pack the stuff you need.

- I don't want to leave you should leave but im staying i say as i start to walk up the stairs to my room.
- We have been over this you know that I can't just leave you here and I don't want to leave you Harry says.

- I can take care of myself i shout as i sit down on my bed.
- No you can't you're sixteen you're still a child Harry says while he walks up the stairs to my room and he sits down on my bed next to me.

- Its going to be fun, you will live with me and the boys you haven't seen them for two years aren't you excited Harry asks.
- I don't even know them.
- Yeah you do, don't you remember when you and Louis used to play football with dad and remember four year's ago on Christmas when all the boys and their family's came over.

- Yeah they are great but i just don't want to live with them i want to live here i say.
- We are still keeping the house so we can fly over here almost whenever you want you just can't live here im sorry Harry says.
- Fine im gonna pack i whisper and Harry gives me a tired smile.

- Could you go get me some more boxes while I start packing i ask and harry nods.
I know that if Harry goes to a store in the middle of London its going to be chaos and that gives me enough time to leave for good.
I sit on my bed and wait until I hear Harry's car drive away then i start packing down all the most important things in my backpack.
If i have to leave i might as well leave for good.

Well at least until Harry stops searching for me and then i can come back and live in the house.
I pack down clothes a charger lots of money and then i go to mom and dad's room.

Its been two months since they passed and i still haven't been in there room.
As i open the door my knees gets weak and I have to sit down on the bed for a minute.
Their bed.

Then i take my dad's favorite sweatshirt and my mom's favorite bracelet.
Just something to hold on to until I can come back here.
I close the backpack and starts to walk down the stairs when the door opens and Harry walks into the house.

- Where are you going and what's with the backpack he asks.

Oh shit.