Love Me or Leave Me // h.s (Completed)

Chloe was previously engaged to the man of her dreams: Harry Styles. But what happens when her sister shows up at her doorsteps, now engaged to Harry?

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13. Don't Let Me Go

Harry opens my car door for me after pulling into the drive in front of his house.

"My lady." He says, bending into a bow before me.

I laugh. "Why thank you, you fine gentleman."

"You're welcome, ma'am."

I laugh more as he closes the car door and grasps my hand, leading me into the house.

"Are you hungry? Thirsty?" He questions.

"A glass of wine, yeah?" I question.

"Anything for you, babe." He plants a swift kiss on my hand and heads into the kitchen.

While he is in the kitchen, humming as he pours two glasses of wine, I take this oppurtinity as a chance to look around the room. Everything looks the same. I walk over in front of the fireplace, observing the photos that still sit on the mantle. Pictures of me, of us. I carefully pick up the picture of us laughing as the snow falls into our hair. The day that he proposed. That seems so far away now, even if we do still love each other.

I suddenly feel arms wrap around my waist as their head settles on my shoulder. "That was the most perfect day in my life." Harry whispers into my ear before kissing my cheek.

"Yeah, mine too." I say just as lowly.

I carefully place the picture back onto the mantle and turn around to face him in his arms. "So, Mr. Styles, what do you have planned for us tonight?":

He laughs and pulls away, reaching down to pick up the two glasses of white wine, handing me mine. I take a sip. It's delicious and brings back memories.

Harry grasps my free hand with his. "Come with me. I need to show you something."

He tugs on my hand, making me follow him down the stairs and into a room that I don't recognize. There's a piano near the wall opposite the door. He keeps leading me to the piano and sits himself on the bench, moving to one side, allowing me to sit beside him. He pulls out a song book, placing it above the keys and flips to a song called 'Don't Let Me Go'.

"I wrote this when you left me." He looks at me.

I nod, encouraging him to play. He takes a deep breath before playing the necessary keys and singing.

Now you were standing there, right in front of me; I hold on, scared and harder to breathe.

All of a sudden, these lights are blinding me; I never noticed how bright they would be.

I saw in the corner, there is a photograph; no doubt in my mind, it's a picture of you.

It lies there alone on its bed of broken glass; this bed was never made for two.

I'll keep my eyes widen open. I'll keep my arms wide open.

Don't let me, don't let me, don't let me go, because I'm tired of feeling alone.

Don't let me, don't let me go, because I'm tired of feeling alone.

I promised one day that I'd bring you back a star; I caught one and it burned a hole in my hand, oh.

Seems like these days, I watch you from afar, just trying to make you understand, I'll keep my eyes wide open, yeah.

Don't let me, don't let me, don't let me go, because I'm tired of feeling alone.

Don't let me, don't let me go.

Don't let me, don't let me, don't let me go, because I'm tired of feeling alone.

Don't let me, don't let me, don't let me go, because I'm tired of feeling alone.

Don't let me, don't let me go, because I'm tired of sleeping alone.

Harry plays a few more keys before stopping and turning to me. I close my eyes to hold back my tears but fail miserably as they begin to fall. Harry pulls me into his embrace, kissing the top of my head.

"Hey, there there, it's alright." He whispers.

I sob. "But I-"

"No, no. It's not your fault." He reassures.

I open my eyes and look up at him. I smile shyly, almost a frown, before he leans down and kisses me.

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