Tough Love

Emily has had a tough life. She never thought that she would ever go to a concert, meet Harry styles, and that they'd fall in love...but as their relationship gets will they deal with constantly having to be away from each other? Will their relationship survive this Tough Love?


10. Everything's Falling Apart

Harry's POV

We all walked out of the meeting with sad faces. "I'm going to go see Mallory," Liam said. "Yeah, and I'm going to see Cailie," Louis said. Niall looked heart broken. "I better go see my angel," he said with his head low. They all left patting me on the back.

I got into our limo, and told the driver to take me to the hotel. When I walked into my room, Emily was fast asleep on the couch. I chuckled. She looked so adorable. I lifted her up, into my arms. She didn't move until I threw her onto the bed with me laying over her. She opened her eyes smiling.

Emily's POV

I woke up to see Harry smiling and looking down over me. "Hey sleepyhead," he said with a grin. "Hey," I said. "What time is it?" "4 PM," he said. "Oh," I said. I rubbed my eyes and yawned. He sat up lifting me up with him. He wrapped me in his arms, and we sat on the bed like that for a few minutes. I looked at Harry. He had a sad face. "You okay, Harry?" I asked concerned. He looked at me and put on a fake smile. He was trying to act happy, but I could tell he was upset about something. I put my hand on his. "What's wrong?" He gently stroked his thumb on my cheek. "Emily, I have to go back on tour sooner than planned." he said. I looked down to the floor. "Oh." He lifted my chin so that my face would face his. "Emily, I'm so so sorry. I only have three weeks, and I'll be with you every second of it. I promise." I made a fake smile, then felt my eyes start to get watery, so I looked back down to the floor. I felt Harry get off the bed. He came over and nelt down in front of me. My hands were over my face. "Babe, please don't cry." He said, pulling me in for a long hug.

I woke up to Harry rubbing my arm. We were lying in bed. He looked at me. "You okay babe?" He said moving his hand to my waist, pulling me closer to him. I leaned my head on his chest. "Yeah," I said. "I just don't remember falling asleep." " You cried yourself to sleep, in my arms, on the floor. I had to put you in bed. You were really tired," he said rubbing my arm. I had totally forgotten about Harry having to leave early. I felt a tear form in my eye, but I quickly wiped it away not wanting to make Harry feel bad about leaving. I sat up. "So, how long will you be gone?" I asked. He had a sad face. He looked down."5 to 9 months," he said. Right when he said that, I could not hold the tears in anymore. I put my hands over my face, and started crying. "Babe, come here," Harry said holding his arms out for me. I lied down, and he put his arms around me. I layed my head on his shoulder. I was crying uncontrollably, but silently. "Sshh, babe, it'll be okay." Harry said comforting me. I didn't say anything. Summer was over in eight and a half weeks. I'd be at college, and Harry would be on tour half of the school year. We'd be separated for a long time. He'd probably forget about me and meet a model or something. Everything was falling apart..

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