Normal {H.S}

Twelve

September.

"You alright, mate?" My drummer and friend, Sarah asks.
I shrug my shoulders, "eh, I've been better."
We just finished up sound check for the show tonight. I should be happy and normally I would be but I've just been off ever since I made the worst mistake.

|flashback|

"So, I guess you've made your decision then?" Selena questioned me with lowered eyes. "Gracie and I aren't important enough for you."

"No babe, it's not that. It's just.. Just, I need to do this, I can't explain it." I run my hands through my hair.

Selena is walking over towards me with a sour look on her face. She scoffs when she says "still on that whole 'I was given an ultimatum from a fat genie' thing, I see." I don't expect her to believe my story. It does sound crazy. "I'm your wife, Harry. We're married and we have a daughter together. We've accomplished and achieved so much and you're just gonna throw it all away." She continues.

"Fine, you want me to prove it to you?" I ask as I pull my phone out of my back pocket and start dialing James' number.

"Hello, Harold! I had a feeling you'd call." He says and it annoys the shit outta me.
I roll my eyes and say "yeah yeah, can you just do me a favor and pop in for a bit?"

Before I can even hang up the phone, he appears, sitting on the couch.
"Oh my God." The only sentence that left the mouth of my stubborn wife.

She sits and listens attentively while James explains to her what he explained to me the first time.

*****

"So, this is it then?" She asks as I walk out of the front door, James beside me.
"Selena, I love you. I love you so fucking much but I don't much have a choice here, ya know. I've gotta do this. Writing and singing my own songs is what I've always wanted to do and there's no denying the fact that I miss it. Every day." I tell her.

|present day|

Before the end of my show, I feel pumped from the excitement of the audience. They're more than fans, they're the best friends anyone could ask for. After I grab some water, I walk back out on stage.
"I've got time to sing one more song to you beautiful people of Chicago!" I announce and they respond with screams.

I start playing the chords of a song that was well written by Lou and Liam. Everyone starts singing along with me.

"Make a little conversation
So long I've been waiting
To let go of myself and feel alive

So many nights I thought it over
Told myself I kind of liked her
But there was something missing in her eyes

I was stumbling, looking in the dark
With an empty heart
But you say you feel the same
Could we ever be enough?
Baby we could be enough

And it's alright
Calling out for somebody to hold tonight
When you're lost, I'll find the way
I'll be your light
You'll never feel like you're alone

I'll make this feel like home."

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