Just say yes!

Harry's POV.
I wanted her next to me. I couldn't say forever, but for now I wanted Emma to be here. She was in my arms, she was mine.
'Look, I gotta go to the toilet.'- She said and ran through the crowd. She hurried too much, which made ​​me doubtful.
Emma went to one of the guards and he smiled. I didn't know what was happening or what I had to do. He made a sign to her to follow him and she did it without turning back to see if was looking. She probably thought I didn't notice her behavior.
I stood for a while on the dance floor, but my curiosity was burning inside me, so I followed them. I didn't know what to expect or what they were doing there.
Both were behind the club and talking like friends. I didn't want to take any action, so I relaxed my body and took a breath, but when Emma approached the man, my fist sank. I was ready to defend her.
Everything went black after I saw how she kissed him. Without thinking, I went to both, grabbing the sucker.
'Who are you, moron?'- I yelled at him. I wasn't myself, couldn't think and acted recklessly. I started to hit him... again and again, but a voice stopped me.
'What are you doing, Emma?' - I couldn't realize what I was doing, I took her hands and squeezed them...too much. My face was too close to hers, waiting for an explanation, an apology?
'Why did you do that, Harry. Look!'-She pointed out the boy's body. At that moment I realized what I had done and raised my hand to fondle her cheek, but stopped... I looked at my hand, which was swollen and bloody. I wasn't that kind of person, I wasn't a monster.
'Sorry, I just saw how...'
I apologized and had to get an apology back, because I wasn't kissing other person, she was.
'And you decided to beat him up? And now you expect that everything will be okay with a sorry or expensive surprises and gifts? This is real life, Harry, not a game.'
'Emma, what's wrong?'
I wasn't myself, but Emma was also different.
'Go away!'
I looked confused and tried to hug her, but her hand stopped me.
'Just go away.' - She shouted in my face and ran to the stranger.
I was frozen in place and didn't know what to do at this time.
Emma told me to leave her and I did that. I let her go without giving me any logical explanation for what had happened.

'What are you doing here, Harry?'- I could guess that Irish accent and turned to Niall. The tears streamed down my face. He opened his eyes wide when he saw my bloody hand.
I sat on the ground, putting hands on my head. Niall came up to me in silence.
'Where is Emma?'
'I don't know. One minute everything is perfect, and we are dancing together, and then she's kissing a stranger, accusing me. Emma said: "Don't take my heart if you got nothing to give me. I've been hurt enough.", but she is the one that is hurting me.'
'Don't you think you've done enough for her? You called the the university to organize a the photo shoot, hoping to see her. You risked a lot and even forgot us for a while. She did one simple favor...'
'I...' - I wasn't able to finish my sentence, I had no strength to do it.
'You can't catch her every time she falls, man. Let's go, forget about her... for now.'
'I can't, I ...I like her.'- After admitting how I was feeling, I decided to do one thing- call her. I was calm and ready to talk. I was ready to hear the truth and accept it.
'Emma, tell me what happened. It wasn't my fault, I saw you with him and ...'
'It happened that... It was over before it started, Harry.'
She ended our conversation, leaving me alone. Alone- emotional, I was a lonely soul.
'I won't give up on you, Emma.'- I whispered to the cold night.