All That Matters

You and I

Harry p.o.v

I wake up to Paisley's soft breathing, and my arm around her waist. I rub my hand up and down her bare stomach, and she smiles in her sleep.

My head is pounding and I feel like shit.

My stomach starts to feel queasy.

I jolt out of bed and run to the bathroom. I don't even make it to the toilet, and just throw up in the sink.

Paisley walks in wearing only her panties and my T-shirt, and pats my back as I finish vomiting.

"Are you ok babe?", she asks.

"Yeah thanks", I reply. I brush my teeth and walk downstairs. Paisley is making pancakes, and the thought of food disgusts me.

"Here", she says handing me a glass of water and two pills.

"Its aspirin".

I thank her and take the pills. I shouldn't have drank last night.

Note to self: don't get pissed, then drink.

I wrap my arms around Paisley and kiss her head. We have alot to talk about, but today isn't the right time.

We have to go to school tomorrow, and I'm dreading it.

2 more months, and we'll finally be free.

"Wanna watch a movie?", I ask Paisley.

She nods and we go to the living room and lay on the couch. I put "The Heat" into the DVD player, and pull Paisley onto my lap.

I feel her shake with laughter when Melissa McCarthy says something funny, and I chuckle.

"Wake up", I hear Paisley whisper. I didn't even realize I fell asleep. We're still sitting on the couch, and it's around 8 o'clock. We haven't had dinner yet and I'm starving.

"Do you want me to order Chinese?", she asks. I nod, still half asleep, as she grabs her phone and calls to place our order.

The food arrives not too long after, and we eat in silence.

"Harry?", Paisley says breaking that silence.

"What are we gonna do when school ends?".

I think it through for a minute.

What are we gonna do?

"I don't know babe", I reply honestly.

"I want to go to LA", she says, looking down at her plate.

I nod, knowing that has always been her plan. It scares me to be away from her though.

"We can both go together", I say.

Her eyes light up and she smiles.

"What do you wanna do in LA?", she asks.

"I would love to move forward with my music. The boys and I have a friend who lives out there that might be able to help us out. Louis thinks we should form a band", I reply chuckling.

It won't go anywhere Louis.

"That's great!", she says, excitedly.

"I wanna go to a music school out there, but I don't know which one", she says shrugging.

"Any school would be lucky to have you", I say smiling at my princess.

Your so cheesy Harry.

She laughs and replies,

"Hopefully they feel the same way".

I grab my guitar from the case and begin to strum random chords. Paisley fell asleep about 15 minutes ago, and I want to write a song for her. I've never written a song, but for her, I'll find a way.

I start to strum a chord I like, and put it with some other chords, to make a soothing melody.

I grab a notepad and pen from the coffee table and write the title at the top of the page.

It reads,

You and I

I tap the pen against my cheek thinking about lyrics, and they begin to come to my mind as I strum.

"I figured it out, I figured it out from black and white.

Seconds and hours, maybe the had to take some time".

I pause and grab the pen and notepad to write down the lyrics.

I eventually finish the song about an hour later, and smile at my work.

She'll love it.

Just like how I love her.

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