A/N: hey um just wanna let you know ahead of time this is really short I typed it on my ipod a while ago so it always seems longer on there than on computers so I apologize.
Anyways idk what to call this. I was thinking if people would like I could make this like a short story with 3 or 4 parts. Or, I could just leave it how it ends. I guess its up to you but you probably won't comment or anything to let me know lol.
THIS IS INSPIRED BY THE MAJESTIC ED SHEERAN AND HIS BEAUTIFUL SONG U.N.I. it really only focuses on the lyrics, "I found your hairband on the bedroom floor, the only evidence that you've been here before. And I don't get waves of missing you anymore, they're more like tsunami tides in my eyes." but if I end up doing more parts then I'll probably focus in on other lyrics.
I'm gonna stop rambling so please just enjoy. xx
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*Harry's POV*
My long legs trudged up the stairs to my flat after a long day of rehearsals in the studio. I still have no logical explanation to why I decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator, I guess I was in a daze. Like usual.
I unlock the door and shake my curls out, heading straight for the kitchen to grab a beer. John Mayer's cover of 'Free Falling' broke through the silence as I unscrewed the cap on the alcoholic beverage. A picture of a smiling blue-eyed blond took over the screen indicating who was calling (and no it's not Niall). It's Zoey. That one girl I've been seeing for a few weeks, the one who's really clingy and touchy. I hesitate a moment before answering. "Hello?"
"Harry!" She exclaims.
"Yeah?"
"How are you?" she says calming down a bit. I clear my throat and place a smile on my face, even though she obviously cannot see it.
"I'm great, just got home. How about you?"
"I'm fantastic! I heard the boys talking about going out tonight, and I was wondering if you were going, and more importantly, if you were planning on asking me?" she teases. And even though I know it's just banter I roll my eyes anyways. I also found it a little strange how she called my band mates 'the boys'. Like they go way back or something.
"Oh, yeah. I forgot about that. Every ones meeting at that Buddha place Liam likes." I answer, taking a swig from my beer as I aimlessly pace around the living room.
She giggles at my trouble of remembering the name of the club, "Yeah, that's the one."
I wait for her to say something else but she doesn't.
"Uh, yeah. I'll be there. How about we meet around 8:30?"
"Sounds great, see you then, Haz." She purrs before hanging up the phone. I glance at the clock and notice how it's already 7:17 and I didn't really give myself much time.
So, I walk into my bedroom and raid my closet for something to wear, even though I'm about ninety percent positive I'm just going to settle on a blazer and skinny jeans. I like to pretend I have wardrobe variation. I yank a maroon colored blazer off a hanger, deciding it would look nice with a black t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and my signature white converse. After retrieving everything, minus my jeans, I throw them all on my bed. As I go to turn around my elbow jams into a box on my desk, sending all it's inhabitants flying.
"Shit," I curse.
My favorite cologne rolls underneath my king sized bed, causing me to slink down on my hands and knees to retrieve it. My hand is blindly groping the floor, in hope to come in contact with the glass jar, instead it brushes against a circular object. I furrow my eyebrows together, confused, before I grab it and pull it out to get a better look at it. As soon as my eyes lock on it my whole body freezes and an icy feeling sinks down in my stomach.
It's a pink hairband.
Then, all in a rush, it's like I can smell her vanilla scent as she dances around the room. Her minty breath right after she brushes her teeth, right before she kisses me. Flowing, black waves of hair that smell of kiwis. And her musical like laughter chiming through the silent that clings in the air. And this all catches me off guard and comes so fast that I drop the hairband and back up against the bed. But just as quickly as the images appear, they vanish.
Gone.
Just like her.
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A/N: DUN DUN DUN. Dramatic ending hah. so yeah that was really short and all but I hope you liked it. I feel like I had something else to say but I've forgotten. Anyways, should I do more parts? Let me know! I Love You for reading this! Check out the links of my social networks in my bio! and read my fanfiction!
Have a nice day! :) xx P.S. 1,000 READS I AM SCREAMING FOR REAL THANK YOU SO MUCH KEEP IT UP AH ILY
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