𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺

Inspired by this poem from Lili Reinhart's poetry book 'Swimming Lessons' xx

'I can't seem to write perfect words or make them flow as they should.

They don't sound particularly profound.

I can't paint you pretty pictures or blend colours like other artists do.

My watercolours don't bleed beautifully.

But I can say I love you in as many languages as you need me to.

I can be fluent in loving you.'

- LR.

Enjoy my loves <3

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Harry groans as he rubs at his eyes and sighs, it's 1am and he'd been stuck trying to finish this song all day.

He's broken a total of seven pencils in frustration and hadn't eaten anything or even left the hotel room all day.

He's interrupted from his mindless scribbling by a knock on his door and gets up with a grunt to answer it.

"Hey" The girl grins making Harry smile, Harryvand Y/N had gotten particularly close and had even had a few dates with them, so technically the two were dating.

"Hello love, you alright?" Harry asks, not meaning to sound as dry as he did but he's pretty tired, "Yeah i'm fine, just haven't seen you today is all and then realised you probably haven't eaten" Y/N smiles and Harry looks to see she's holding a pizza box and he sighs.

"Come on ahead in" He smiles, Y/N taking in the state of the room, Harry really hadn't left all day, he had been intent on trying to finish this song and the room showed that.

His clothes were all over the ground, the bed not made and water bottles in several places all over the room as well as his belongings and bits and pieces, Harry's room was of course the largest and it was honestly a shock that the room was so messy.

Harry himself hadn't looked his best, still attractive of course, but his hair was messy and pretty oily, Y/N grimacing as she'll be the one to deal with that being his hair stylist and all that, his eyes are tired and he was sporting sweatpants and a random t-shirt.

"You okay H? It looks a right mess in here" Y/N says as she puts the pizza down on the coffee table, cleaning that up a bit so there was room.

"Yeah i'm good, just been trying to finish this song up" Harry groans and starts to help her with her little bit of cleaning.

"I'd ask if you wanted help but it's not my expertise" Y/N smirks, throwing the last of the bottles in the recycle bin and Harry chuckles a little.

Harry goes back to where he was sitting as Y/N takes a seat next to him, watching as Harry goes back to writing whatever he was working on, amazing no doubt, and munching on a slice of pizza, ignoring Y/N as she asks a question only making a 'shush' noise, tearing another piece of paper and grunting in frustration as he throws it at the bin, missing it completely.

"Harry? I just asked you something?" She sighs, tired of being ignored, "Maybe if you'd just shut up for a second I could get this done" Harry snaps, eyes not leaving the page.

He hadn't meant to snap or be rude, his lack of sleep last night catching up to him, he couldn't get himself to sleep, missing his mum more than usual, but he shouldn't be taking it out on others yet he still doesn't apologise, feeling far too irritated.