Shades Of Styles

Christmas Time

Its finally Christmas time and I can't be more excited to go see Harry. He won't leave me alone about going to Los Angeles to watch his concert. I have my bags packed and I'm on my way to the airport to head to LA. I'm glad that his concert is in America that way I don't have to sit on a long flight there and back.

School has been fun...kind of. I have a lot to do in little time and I think I'm failing like 2 classes. Just because I was sick for a week and my roommate is a dick and wouldn't get my assignments for me. But I did make one friend, her name is Lisa. She's really fun but she seems to be more into partying then classes. It sucks because when I was sick and I asked her to grab my assignments she said that it was lame and she wouldn't help me be lame. But all of that doesn't matter right now because its 4 am, I'm in the middle of an airport surrounded by tired, slow people all waiting to get somewhere for the holiday. And I'm on my way to see my amazing boyfriend that I haven't seen in 3 months.

I'm glad that LA is warm because I'm tired of the cold here in New York.

"Next" the woman says and I smile as I hand her my passport and ticket. She takes a quick glance and then smiles handing back to me. I walk through the tunnel and get on the plane. I'm sat next to an elderly woman who seems to be upset. I want to say something but I don't know what I would say to her so I just look ahead of me.

After about 30 minutes and the plane has taken off the woman starts talking.

"I miss him so much" she cries wiping her eyes. I look over at her and shes wiping her eyes.

"Who?" I ask politely.

"My husband. I've been with him 50 years. He died just a few weeks ago. Its hard to get over him so I thought going to his grave would make me feel better but it just made it worse" she stops crying. "I guess that's just what happens" she shrugs laughing. "Its not like I can just avoid his grave forever. It may make me sad now but in time I will be happy to see his grave stone. I know that he will be smiling down on me then" she smiles.

"Don't you think he smiling down on you now?"

"No, he was a grumpy old bastard. He died angry at me, he will get over it with time. I like to think that once I am finally okay with his passing he will be okay with me"

"No to invade your privacy but what is it that you did to make him angry with you?" I ask.

"Oh, I don't remember. Once he passed any arguing between us in the last 50 years seemed to vanish from my mind. I'm sure it wasn't that big of a fight. Robert always seemed to be hot headed" she laughs. I love how this old woman lost the love of her life and can still laugh about his actions. "Enough about my boring life. Why are you off to Las Angeles?"

"My boyfriend is there...I hope when I'm as old as you and my husband dies I can still find the humor in things...I love Harry so much, I feel like if I ever lost him nothing would be funny ever again"

"Oh dear you must find the humor in things even after your loved ones have passed. If you don't then you'll just be an empty shell of a woman. I loved Robert-I still love him but...I guess is passing just doesn't seem to make anything less funny." she shrugs.

"I guess you're right...I guess I could apply that to the situation I'm in right now. You see I'm in college. I just started my first year about 3 months ago. And I've been away from Harry for that long. I am so stressed and busy I don't have time for my emotions. I think its because being without him hurts to much to feel anything. So I drown myself in work and my studies. It doesn't help much, I haven't gone one day since the day I got on that plane without crying myself to sleep...if I can get to sleep. But maybe I need to realize that being without Harry doesn't have to be the worst thing. I should still do things for myself and be happy. Harry is having a blast doing what he is doing so why can't I right?"

"Exactly dear. A man doesn't have to be around just to make you happy. You can always click a button on your phone to say hi to him but just because hes not there doesn't mean you can't smile and have fun"

"Thank you." I put my hand out to shake hers. She gives me a funny look and then reaches over and hugs me.

Off the Plane

I'm finally off the plane. That old woman and I-which I learned her name was Tabitha, we talked a lot. Mostly about Harry and Robert but she seemed to get happier the more we talked.

I go to the front of the airport to leave and I see him. I see Harry and I smile and run to him to him.

"HARRY" I shout and jump on him. He smiles and holds tight on to my waist.

"I love you" he breathes.

"I love you to" I kiss his cheek as he puts me on the ground.

"Ive missed you so much (Y/N)"

"Ive missed you too" I smile and he kisses my lips.

"I can't wait for you to see my concert" he grabs my bags and we walk out.