Euphonious Memories {H.S}

26.*

Present time (2018)

There are times in this life that just don't make sense. There are moments that you just feel like crying for no reason at all. There are those seconds that you just feel like nothing makes sense.

I remember when Gemma showed up at my apartment door that day, that was one of those times.

With all of the songs that held so many different memories from college, my head starts aching.

Harry is literally telling our story to the whole world through his album.

I am still in shock. The songs are all so beautiful, but each of them holds a bad memory for me.

They probably aren't bad for him and they shouldn't be bad for me. I have my reasons for the bad memories that they hold. And Harry knows exactly what my reasons are.

I stand to my feet for the first time in like three hours. As soon as I do, all of the blood rushes to my feet and they go numb.

I sit back down for a few minutes until my feet gain their feeling back.

When I stand up again, I walk over to the kitchen and get a water out of my fridge.

Just yesterday, everything was fine. All my troubles seemed so far away. And even though I was stressing over writing my book, I didn't have any actual problems dealing with anything besides work. Life was good.

But now here I am. My face tear stained, sitting in my apartment listening to songs sung by Harry. Of course it was him that would do this to me.

It seems like every single time my life is good, he somehow finds a way to sneak himself in and tweak one little nerve the wrong way and BOOM my life is hell.

It always happens. It happened in college multiple times. And now it was happening again, only this time it was reality and he is...who even knows? He's probably in a whole different country.

These songs are ruining me. The worse part is that I have only listened to four of them. I have six more damned songs left to listen to. I don't know if I can even take it anymore.

I hesitate to walk over to my phone and press play again. It's like taking medicine. I don't want to listen to the emotion filled songs,but I simply have to. They are about me. And I have to hear them.

I finally get the courage to press play on another song, but just before I do, my phone buzzes.

*Blocked Number*

The familiar number flashes up on my screen. I take a deep breath getting ready to answer the call, but slowly switch the direction of my finger from answer to decline.

He has called once a day since the incident. I haven't answered him. Not even once. If he forgot to call once day, he would call twice the next day. I don't know why he is so determined that I'll just take him back because I won't.

After everything that he did I can't talk to him. Not yet at least.

I sigh and take a big sip of water. Nothing makes sense anymore.

After what seems like forever, I finally hit play on the next song that has an odd title.

Immediately after I click play, his voice booms through my speaker loudly. And when I hear the first line I know that this song isn't about me.

She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes! Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect!

A/N: Hey!

I'm so sorry for all my chapters taking so long to update. I just haven't had much time lately.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I promise I will try to update soon.

Much love <3