Present Time(2018)
I knew once I finished the song titled kiwi that it was about Roxy and definitely not me.
Sure Harry wrote most of the songs about me, but I was positive that kiwi was not about me.
To me, Kiwi was a way to describe how Harry felt when he was with Roxy. He knew it was wrong, but she still pulled him in.
In a way, I felt bad. I didn't feel bad when I found out that Roxy was pregnant, but now I kind of understand how Harry felt.
I have listened to five of the songs on Harry's album. I don't know how much more emotional memories I can handle before I end up calling him.
No.
I cannot call Harry.
If I call Harry, then that will just open a door that I closed a while back. And the safest thing for me to do right now is to leave that door locked.
The last thing I need is Harry distracting me from writing my book.
But all of his songs are telling stories. Our story. And there are five more. Five more songs.
It's okay Skyler, you can do this. I start saying in my head trying to convince myself that I can hang on for five more songs.
I go to press on another song but stop myself. I can not do this yet. Nope.
I stand up and go to my bathroom. When I look at myself in the mirror I see a familiar person.
It's not the person I see in the mirror everyday these days. But it is the same person I saw three years ago when I was with Harry.
The image is not a pretty one either. Tear stained cheeks, runny mascara, and a sloppy bun. It's the image of a broken heart.
I look so terrible that it isn't even funny. It's just sad.
I can't believe that I somehow have let Harry crawl his way back into my life while still having that door from the past locked.
I get a washcloth out of the cabinet and wet it with warm water. I start to wash my face and take my makeup off.
When I am done, I brush the tangles out of my hair. When I see my reflection it's a slightly better image,but in my eyes there is still that piece of me that I know will always be there. The part of me that is with Harry. The part of me that is happy and filled with joy.
I walk back into my kitchen and grab a glass of water and just before I sit down on the living room couch, I hear a soft knock on the door.
I walk over and open the door immediately thinking that it is Liam or my grandma, but it isn't.
"Gemma?" I scream. I am so surprised. I haven't seen Gemma since my college graduation.
"Hey Townes." She smirks at me.
"Oh my God what are you doing here?"
"Well I believe that we have a few things to talk over." She says.
"What do you mean?" I ask her and scrunch my eyebrows together.
"Oh come on are you telling me that you have no clue why I might be here?"
I didn't want to say anything, but she is basically pulling it out of me.
"Gem did you come all the way to South Carolina to talk to me about Harry's album?"
She started to bite her lip and then answered.
"Uh...Yeah."
"Oh my God Gemma Styles I can not believe you."
She smiled, shut the door and walked into my apartment.
"Nice place."
"Yeah I guess so." I answer her.
"Okay so you have listened to the album right? I mean you have bloodshot eyes and messy clothes so I'm guessing that you have."
"Well actually I have only listened to five songs." I said.
"What? Sky you have to listen to them all."
"Gemma I have only listened to five and I already feel like a piece of shit."
"But Skyler listen to me you have to...wait what? Why?"
"Because don't you realize that every single one of his songs are about an event involving me and most of them are bad ones."
"Well that's not entirely true. Have you listened to kiwi yet?"
"Yeah, and I wanted to gag myself."
"Yeah me too actually." She laughed.
"Okay come on! You and I are going to finish the album."
"I don't know, Gem." She now started glaring at me until finally I couldn't take it. "Fine, but they better not be stories of the bad times anymore."
"Well that depends. Which songs have you not listened to?"
"Um let me see." I grab my phone off of the kitchen table and look through all of Harry's songs. "Okay I've got Meet me in the hallway, Two Ghosts, Sweet creature, and From the dining table."
"I thought you said you have listened to five? There are ten songs."
"Oh yeah, well I forgot to count Sign of the times."
"Oh ok. Well I don't think those four are bad, but I don't know your guys' whole story, I mean I was only there part of the time."
I nod and look back at my phone. I'm not sure which song to play next so I just click on the first one I see.
The melody starts to play through my speaker and fill my apartment again.
I take a deep breath and look at Gemma.
"This is my favorite." She smiles.
Then Harry starts to sing.
Sweet Creature, had another talk about where it's going wrong, but we're still young. We don't know where we're going, but we know that we belong.
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Euphonious Memories {H.S}
FanfictionWhat if you were in your car one day, listening to music and then you hear an album written by Harry Styles come on, only to find out that he had written the whole thing just for you?
