A Moment Like This - Harry Styles Love Story.*ON PERMANENT HIATUS*

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"We have a recording session tomorrow." Harry said, as we boarded our flight to London. "Did you want to come?" I nodded.

"Of course I want to go! You know that I love hearing you sing. That's why I started going out with you. Or maybe it was the curls, I'm not sure." I teased. He smirked at me, lips trailing from temple to temple.

"You're so beautiful." I didn't respond, cuddling further into him as we found our seats and stuck our carry ons into the compartment above us. As soon as we finished, I buckled my seatbelt and laid my head on Harry's shoulder.

"you're so handsome." I mimicked, poking his nose with my thumb as my fingers trailed across his cheek bones.

"Thank you darling. I love you."

"I love you too." after we took off, I reached above me for my carry on bag, my purse. Harry was fast asleep at that time and I needed something to do. Grabbing the notebook and gel pen out of my purse, a song inspired by my brothers letter took began to flow from my pen tip.

Harry's POV

I yawned when I woke up, smiling at the girl next to him. She was fast asleep, her notebook open in her lap. My eyes caught hold of the words on the pages, the word Wasted written at the top in her right slanted cursive. I couldn't stop myself, curiosity taking hold; i gripped the book and started to read.

"Wasted" (yes, this is actually a Carrie underwood song, but it tells the story of how spending your life like this can ruin so many things, and thus I'm usin' it. Kk?)

Standing at the back door 

She tried to make it fast 

One tear hit the hard wood 

It fell like broken glass 

She said sometimes love slips away 

And you just can't get it back 

Let's face it

For one split second 

She almost turned around 

But that would be like pouring rain drops 

Back into a cloud 

So she took another step and said 

I see the way out and I'm gonna' take it

I don't wanna' spend my life jaded 

Waiting to wake up one day and find 

That I've let all these years go by 

Wasted

Another glass of whisky but it still don't kill the pain 

So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain 

He says it's time to be a man and stop living for yesterday 

Gotta face it.

Cause' I don't wanna' spend my life jaded 

Waiting to wake up one day and find 

That I've let all these years go by 

Wasted

Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing 

The still of the morning, the color of the night 

I ain't spending no more time 

Wasted

She kept drivin' along 

Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side 

He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear