Music and Lyrics (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 22

Harry and I spent the remainder of our time in the city sight seeing, and shopping. At night we would go out to a nice dinner and then explore central park in the peaceful winter night.  Some nights weren't as peaceful as they resulted in snowball fights and wresting in the middle of the park in the snow. Even with that everything during the trip was perfect.

Now we were back at our flat getting back to our routine of Harry going to school and work and me going to my new job as a composer for Disney Animated studios.

I loved my new job. Once I got there all the pieces just came together perfectly. I was able to work with Harry on recording projects, and I already recorded my first song for a new movie.

Harry had taken on more classes for school this semester of college and was stressing out about it. With the credits he was getting by taking these classes he could graduate in the spring. But these classes were really time consuming for him. Normally we would drive home together and he would make supper and then we would chat, watch a movie, or he would do some schoolwork. But now once we came home he went into the office (Niall's old room) and went straight to work on whatever he had to do for school. For dinner he would make himself a sandwich and then go right back into the office to continue working. I would make myself something simple so I wouldn't burn the flat down, but everyday seemed to get more and more lonely. I went to bed alone, and woke up alone. Only to see Harry at work or in the car on the way home.

He and I of course fought about how much time he was spending on school work and it resulted in me slamming the door to the flat and walking out into the winter cold to Liam and Zayn's flat about five blocks away. They knew that Harry and I were both stressed but they still sat up with me until 2 am to talk about it. The only reason they went to bed was because Harry had showed up looking for me. He had gone to Niall's, to the studio, to my parents house, to the river, everywhere he could think of where I would go. Finally he found me at Liam and Zayn's flat.

When they opened the door to let him in I couldn't even start yelling at him again because he had rushed towards me and connected his lips with mine. As he kissed me I realized how stupid we both had been and instead of fighting each other we should have teamed up and fought what was pushing us apart.

After that Harry prioritized his time and everything became a lot easier.

Things were falling into place again.