What would you do if one day the love of your life didn't even remember you existed anymore?..
Do soulmates exist?
Larry Stylinson 💙💚
Art credit: @yimmys_art at insta.
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It was Tuesday afternoon, Harry had just gotten off work and walked Hera. He was sitting at the piano with his notes that he's been writing lately. He's almost done with it and he thinks maybe, he could turn it into a song. He's not very good at playing piano but he's willing to give it a try. He's watching YouTube tutorials on his phone, hoping to learn all the keys but all he can focus on is how quiet his phone is. Not a word from Louis all day. Did he do something wrong? was the hug too much? but Louis was the one to hug him. Also, Louis was a hugger, it didn't even have to mean anything. It probably didn't. Harry couldn't make sense of it, didn't he like spending time with Harry anymore? But he'd wanted them to order food instead of just calling it a night. Maybe he was just really hungry? Harry shook his head, no, he couldn't make sense of this. If he could just not think about Louis for a second.
He finally decided he needed help and a distraction. Liam is pretty good at playing piano, maybe he could help. He called Liam and thankfully he actually agreed to come by and help distract him. He would of course bring Zayn to, not that Harry minded. They were both his friends, it was just funny how you could never get one of them without the other. They had been attached at the hip ever since they were kids.
When Liam and Zayn finally arrived, Liam stopped in the doorway to the living room looking around
"You've cleaned up"
"Uhm, yeah." Harry scratched his neck looking around, remembering the mess Liam and Zayn had walked in on last time.
"Wonder what could've fired up Harriet the cleaning lady" Liam says and Zayn smirks at him
"Yeah yeah, whatever. Can you help me with the piano or not?" Harry gestured to the piano
"Sure, what do you need help with?" Liam walked over to the piano pressing down a key as if to make sure it worked
"I need you to teach me where all the keys are, how to read notes." Harry says as he sits down
"That's a lot" Zayn says as he takes a seat in the armchair next to the piano
"Just teach me the basics" Harry shrugs
Liam sits down next to him on the bench, grabbing the notes Harry has left on the top of the piano.
"Did you write this?"
Harry nods and rips the notes out of Liams hands.
"It's beautiful Harry. You want to make it into a song?"
"Yes. But you can't tell Louis!"
"Why not? why don't you ask him for help?" Zayn asks
"I'll show it to him when I'm done. If I like it."
Liam and Zayn looked at each other and shrugged.
Liam tried his best teaching Harry, even though Harry could tell he got frustrated from time to time. Zayn sat in the armchair petting Hera and watched them, smirking at Harry from time to time when Harry got it wrong. After spending a few hours going over the same things, Harry and Liam taking turns on being frustrated Harry finally got it.
