~Harry on~

"What's wrong?"

Should I tell her? Should I tell her that her parents are in our living room craving to get her back? I'm scared that she might want to leave me...

"Tell me what's wrong, Harry."
"Your parents. They are in our living room. They want you back."

I was waiting for her to say that she wanted to leave, when I felt tears running down my cheeks and and Emma squeezing my hand tightly.

"Why are you crying?"
"Y-You are going to leave..."
"No, I'm not. I'm staying here with you."

She's staying... She's staying here... with me... Even after everything, she's staying with me.

"You are?"
"Yes"

I pulled her closer and kissed her. I think I'm falling her... and hard...

"Lets go."

She nodded and I pulled us out the garden, towards the saloon. I took my blazer off and gave it to her, since she was only in her heels and bikini. While we headed to the saloon, I told her that Rosalie had left with Ed, before they got here, which got her to relieve, since Rosalie hates their guts.
When we got into the saloon her parents were talking about something I couldn't care less.
When they saw Emma, they got up and tried to greet her, but she got closer to me so they couldn't.

"What are you doing her?"
"We want you back, hun."
"Ok."
"You're coming?"
"Nope. In fact that's not my choice. It's Harry's."
"What?Why?"
"Well, I belong to you. Your choice."
"But why?"
"Because I trust you."

Her parents seemed confused. They probably haven't saw the magazines which had yesterday's ball on.

"Great then. Calvin!"

Calvin is one of my guards. The best.

"Yes, sir."
"Take these gentlemen from here."
"Yes, sir."

Jonah and Calvin took them away and showed them the front door.

"What was that?"
"My way of showing them the front door."
"Lol..."
"What?"
"Nothing...nothing..."
"Ok. Where did El took Rose?"
"I don't know. By the way I had to tell them how we met."
"Which was?"
"College. We bumped. You helped me with the books."
"How cliché."
"What's your problem with clichés?"
"None. I have my own cliché."
"Go ahed."
"I still want a kiss in the rain."

That's my cliché. Must sound girly but it is.

"It rains a lot here in London, and you never got any?"
"Nope. I want it to be with the special person."
"Alright then."
"Go get dressed. We're going on a dinner tonight."
"Fancy restaurant?"
"Fancy, but not a restaurant."
"Ok."

She was going to leave but she came back and gave me my blazer.

"Oh, and tonight's cold."
"Any other advices?"

I've put my face down and whipered.

"I like golden... a lot."

After that she left and stayed in the couch watching C.S.I.

~Harry off~