It's Kinda Crazy Really [L.S.]

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The 29th of July, 2020

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Emma's POV

Wow. Okay, he's actually here, calm down Emma. I finally turn my head to see Harry smiling at me. I make eye contact and immediately calm down. All my nerves disappeared and I feel comfortable.

"Hi, sorry I was just a little nervous, but I'm okay now," I greet him. He nods and walks into the room sitting next to me, leaving a comfortable amount of space between us.

"So, tell me about yourself," he inquires. I nod.

"I'm Emma Williams, I'm sixteen and I enjoy music. I'm pretty good at footie but I can't play anymore. I've played a few other sports, but footie was always my favorite. I have a younger sister and I live with my mom. Actually, I grew up with a mom and a younger sister. I consider my friend's family more like my family though. They're around here somewhere, probably in the cafe or waiting room. They told me they'd give me my own space when you came," I ramble and stop, thinking I'm annoying him.

He smiles, "Family of five? The youngest one has glasses and they all seem fairly tall?" I nod, "Yeah, they were in the waiting room. They all seemed pretty happy knowing I was here," he explains. I nod with a small frown.

"Yeah most of them were pretty supportive of my wish," he gives an odd look, "Anyway, thank you for coming, you really didn't have to. I would've been just as happy with a skype call. I hope I didn't mess up any plans you had," I ramble again. He just chuckles while shaking his head.

"It was my choice to come here, Emma. I had a feeling that I had to be here in person for whatever reason. I'm glad I came though." He reassures me. I smile slightly.

"Ya know, I've always looked up to you," I start and change the subject. I just really had to tell him how much of an impact he's made on my life, "I remember I was with my cousin, we got bored to we flipped through the channels on the TV. She stopped on the X-Factor and you guys were performing. I remember her telling me, 'You're going to be a fan with me, I don't care if you're only five.' It was a day I will never forget. I'm going to be honest with you. I've always had this feeling like I was supposed to know you. I don't know, I just thought I was crazy since I was only five, but as I grew up the feeling was still there. Every girl I knew was crushing on you or one of the boys, but I couldn't find myself seeing you as anything more than a brotherly figure I guess." I say making 'brotherly' sound more like a question, "I just kept pushing the feeling away, no matter how strong it got. Then my parents separated and I sought to the band's music as a safe place, it helped a lot. Then my great aunt passed away and I resorted to your music again. Then you guys went on hiatus and I sought for safety in your music. Every time I thought about doing something to myself I turned on my mixed playlist of your solo music and band music. I still haven't done anything to this day. Your music in and out of the band is the reason I'm probably still here," I take a shaky deep breath, "I know I sound insane, but I guess there's no harm in saying it since I'm going to die anyway." I conclude my ramble. He looks at me for a second before he says something.

"Can I give you a hug?" he asks and I nod. He pulls me into a tight, comforting embrace, "You're not going to die, Emma. You have a chance to recover from this incident you had. If you keep thinking negatively, your body is going to shut down, and nobody wants that to happen. I don't think you're insane, I think it's sweet. I'm overjoyed to know you're still here because you coped through our music. I don't think you're insane when it comes to that feeling you get. I've had that feeling for a while now. A few mornings ago I felt like something was wrong, something wasn't right. Then I got the call from my manager about your wish. I knew it wasn't a coincidence, that's why I came to see you in person. You are a strong young lady, and I'm proud you were able to get through all that," he assures me while never loosening his grip. I just hug him back, just as tight.