Shades Of Styles

You go off to college

"Please don't leave me here (Y/N)" he begs as I get my stuff ready to leave tomorrow. Tomorrow morning I am off to New York City to go to my first year of college.

"Harry I have too." I sigh.

"You can stay here with me. I make enough money, you don't need to go"

"This isn't about the money Harry, its about finding out what I want to do with my life and who I am. I can't do that if I stay in England with you just because you have a nice career and aren't you leaving in a couple months anyways for tour"

"Yeah but that not for 3 months. What am I suppose to do for 3 months without you?"

"You could come with me"

"I can't. We have rehearsal and were working on our new album"

"I'm sorry Harry but I got accepted into NYU, I can't pass that up."

"Why not?" he whines.

"Its one of the best schools in America. To be accepted in that school is like you getting an oscar or something"

"I couldn't get an oscar, I'm not an actor"

"Well something of that nature...whatever the best award you could get for singing"

"Thats irrelevant. Were talking about going to another country"

"You've known about this for 5 months Harry, why are you being like this?"

"Cause it didn't hit me until today"

"I don't know what to tell you Harry, I'll be back for Christmas"

"Thats too long from now"

"That 3 months...you won't even be here"

"You could visit me where I am"

"Depends on where you are"

"This isn't fair."

"It is Harry. You get to leave me every year for 6 or 7 months and I now I get to leave you here by yourself. For 3 months."

"I get to? I don't get to, I have to. Its my job, its something I have to do, not something I want to do (Y/N). And now you say you get to? Like you want to? Do you really want to leave me behind?"

"No of course not. This is going to be hard 3 months to go through but I get to go to one of the best schools in America. This is a big deal for me, can't you just be happy that I get to do this"

"I am happy, I really am (Y/N)"

"Then act like it" I tell him zipping up my last suitcase.

"How can I act happy that my girlfriend is leaving me"

"How do I act happy when my boyfriend leaves me every year?"

"You don't act happy, you cry"

"Of course I cry, I hate when you have to leave all the time. But I act as if I'm okay with it for you. I don't beg you to stay like you are now. I cry when you leave because I know I won't see you for a while. I spend those 6 to 7 months being bored and sad. But when you get back I'm so happy again"

"I know (Y/N). I'm not that happy either when I leave you here. I've been on 4 tours and each one of them killed me to be away from you more then the last" he grabs my hand and I look into his eyes.

"Tomorrow when I leave, I will cry. I will cry because I'm leaving my friends, my family, our dog, and most importantly...you. But I know that once I get to New York I will be happy again. I'll get to fulfill my dreams. Just like you, when you go on tour. Thats your dream and you live that everyday. I finally get to do something for me to be happy"

"I understand that, I'm not making you stay or anything. I'm not going to keep you here when New York is waiting on you but I'm just saying...its going to kill me when you leave but once I go on tour I will be happy again. And we will both be busy doing what we want"

"Exactly" I pat his head.

"I'll miss you" he grabs my arm, I see tears in his eyes.

"Oh Harry" I hug him tight. "I'll miss you too" I kiss his head.

The next day

Were on our way to the airport now and I have never seen Harry cry so much in my life. We've been driving for 30 minutes and tears just stream down his face, every few seconds he wipes his face and sniffs only for more tears to come.

"Harry, should I drive?" I ask.

"N-no, I'm fine"

"Harry, I have never seen you like this before...are you okay?"

"Yeah...I'm fine" he looks at me. His face is so red and so puffy.

"Harry...please" I touch his arm.

"(Y/N) I'm fine"

"You never cry like this when you leave me, why are you being like this?"

"Because its you thats leaving me. I get no say in this, its unfair"

"We talked about this last night. Please don't do this again"

"I'm sorry I can't help it" he shrugs. I see the airport in my few and he cries harder and I let out a loud sigh.

"We can skype every night and talk on the phone or facetime and I'll text you any time I can"

"Promise" he wipes his nose.

"Of course Harry" I pat his arm.

We pull into the parking lot and Harry locks the doors.

"Harry" I gasp.

"Hold on, okay. I just need this moment. This is the last time for 3 months that I will be able to see you in person and hug you and kiss you" he pulls my hand to his chest. "I love you"

"I love you too. I need to go in Harry. My plane leaves in half an hour"

"Okay...sorry" he unlocks the door. I get out and wait for him to pop the trunk.

"Harry, are you coming?" I ask.

"No, I've said enough goodbyes. I don't want to cry in front of those people"

"Please come in with me Harry."

"No, its to much" he shakes his head. I hear the trunk pop open and I sigh. "Don't forget to slam the trunk hard, okay" he says and I nod. I pull out my 2 suitcases and my carry on. He could at least help me... I l slam the trunk closed and wave to Harry. He doesn't see me and just drives off. I sigh and go inside.

After going through security and everything I get in line to get on and thats when I hear him.

"WAIT!!" Harry shouts. Everyone turns around and I smile when I see him. He runs up to me with something in his hand.

"You forgot something" he puts one of his headbands in my hand.

"Harry.." I look at him.

"Something to remember me by"

"Thank you" I smile and hug him.

"You forgot something else too"

"What?"

"This" he kisses me and I wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls away and looks into my eyes. "I love you"

"I love you too...so much" he hug him once more and then the lady calls next and I sigh.

"See you in 3 months" I look at him and he nods. I give the lady my ticket and walk through the tunnel clutching his headband to my chest. I let a few tears drip down my cheeks and get on the plane.