Safe heaven

Erica's P.O.V.

I haven't talk to Gemma since the phone call ended moments ago. She's looking at me worried. I'm sure Harry has explained about my mother. I sit down on the couch and take a shaky breath and rest my head in my hands. She joins me and places her arm around me.

"It will be okay." She whispers to me pulling me into a hug. I lean into her and tears start falling from my eyes.

I don't really know how much time passes. I know Gemma left hours ago, I just lay here by myself lifeless. Rerunning everything my father told me over the phone.

Suddenly anger rages from my body. Anger toward my father, how could he do that? He hid all the information from me this whole time!

I jump a bit as Harry walks through the doors. He comes over toward me and kneels down to my face.

"Hey" he coos brushing his thumb across my cheek. I close my eyes for a moment as he presses a kiss to my forehead.

"I'm so sorry." He whispers. I turn away from him, I can't handle when people feel bad for me. He sighs and I feel his presence leave the room.

About an hour passes and I wake up. I slowly rub my eyes and sit up. I look around and I don't see Harry. I wonder to the kitchen and see the plate of cookies untouched, I make my way up to Harry's room and see him sitting on his bed,my is back facing me. I walk over toward him and sit down right next to him. I feel kind of bad for the way I acted when he returned home.

"Hi" I say leaning on him. He looks over toward me and I notice his reds red.

"What's wrong?" I ask sitting up.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you anything, you trusted me and I broke that trust!" He say laughing and tears flow from his eye.

"I should have told you as soon as your dad called me. I ruined everything." I shake my head confused, why is he being so hysterical?

"Harry what are you talking about?" I say taking ahold of his face with both my hands. I look him in the eyes and try to calm him down. He calms and his eyes soften.

"You don't know?" He asks taking my hands.

"Know what? I know about my moms passing, that's why I was so upset when you came home. But what are you talking about? What did my father tell you?" I ask growing worried, I thought it was just my father hiding stuff from me not Harry too.

"Oh my god.." Harry breaths out and runs his hands through his curls. Silence fills the room for a couple minutes and my patience is wearing thin.

"Harry please tell me!" I beg. He takes a shake breath and starts to explain...everything.

My heart breaks as he finshes explaining. Could he be hiding anything else? How can I trust him again?

"How could you?" I say as tears stream down my face.

"I'm so sorry I thought it was best for you. I did it to protect you!" He says honestly putting his hands on my arm.

"Protect me from what?!" Ihalf yell pulling his touch off me. Hurt flashes across his face.He lack of answer pisses me off even more.

"I have to go." I quickly rush out of his room and downstairs! I head to the dinning room table and collect my things. I walk toward the door only to be stopped by Harry.

"Please Erica, please don't go." He pleas his eyes are begging me to stay. Under different circumstances I would stay but he lied for god knows how long.

"Please move Harry I just need some space. Please." I beg trying to get past him. He doesn't move. I know I'm about to have a breakdown and it can't happen I front of him. I start hitting him on his toned chest trying to get him to move.

"Harry! Please move!" I cry out in frustration. He finally gives in and moves out of the way. I quickly rush out and fumble with my keys.

As soon as I close the door to my apartment I allow my body to slide down the door and I have an emotional breakdown.

Notes

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