Chapter 4

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Harry 

I entered my room, not looking back at Louis. I could feel him staring at me but I knew I couldn’t turn around. His song caught me off guard. I wasn’t prepared for it. 

He most likely knew my song was about him. It was so obvious. 

I had never listened to his music, and he clearly hadn’t listened to mine. It made me wonder if he had written other songs about me. I knew he had an album out, but I didn’t listen to it.

I sat on the, surprisingly comfy, hotel bed and reached for the remote. There was nothing good on, so I left it on a random channel and pulled out my headphones from my suitcase. 

Pulling out my phone, I opened up Spotify and searched ‘Walls’. It was the first one suggested. I looked through the songs and a few caught my eye. ‘Too Young’ and ‘Always You’. Could those be about me? 

It’s probably smart to listen to the album in order, so I clicked on the first song ‘Kill My Mind’. I kept listening to the song and was surprised he decided to open his album with an upbeat song. 

I could see how that song could have been about me, but I decided against it.

The next song ’Don’t Let It Break Your Heart’ started playing and I paid close attention to any sign it could be about me. 

The first verse clued me in that it was. “In New York under your bed in a box” 

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*Flashback* 

“Louis this can’t be happening. Louis, please. I need you!”

“Harry we can’t try again. It’s not gonna work.” he paused, “We aren’t even near each other every day, we won’t be able to see each other often!”

“But Louis, I love you! Doesn’t that matter!”

“Harry, we can’t. You know we can’t. Don’t call again. It will only hurt you more in the end.” My mouth hung open as tears streamed down my face. “Enjoy your show in New York. See you in the future.” And with that, he hung up. 

Leaving me alone again, for the third time.

*Flashback over*

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The song ended and I knew It was about me. Or more like a message to me. 

I didn't have much time to think about it because the next song, 'Two of Us', started playing. 

I had actually listened to this one. It was about Jay.

I skipped it. Whenever I listen to it, I just end up re-living the moment I found out she passed.

I shook the thoughts and focused on the next song, 'We Made It'. 

Cause we made it, underestimated and always underrated.” This seemed like it was about him. Like a message to him and the fans. I liked that. He was always the nicest person I knew.

As I listened on, there was one line that kept sticking out to me. “Never coming down with your hand in mine.” Could that have been about me? I assumed it was, but I wasn’t for sure. 

The sog came to an end and I looked at the title of the next one, ‘Too Young’. 

We were too young to know we had everything. Too young, I wish I could’ve seen it all along. I’m sorry that I hurt you, darling, no, oh. We were too young.” 

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