Current time(2018)
"Wasn't it just a beautiful song?" Gemma asks me right when the song ends.
I glare at her and pause the next song before it can start playing.
"What? That was some of the best times you two had out of all the songs right?" She says.
"Yeah it was, bu..." I start to bring up Raine, but I am cut off by Gemma for like the millionth time today.
"But What?! God Townes you are so damn negative." I open my mouth to say something but she puts her hands in the air and continues her rant. "Yeah yeah. I get it! You two had some rough and bumpy roads, but come on you cannot tell me that you didn't have good times too!"
I hesitate before I talk, thinking that Gemma will interrupt me again. But she just sits there waiting for the words to leave my mouth. So I let them.
"Gemma. Look, I know that you want me to forgive him. There is no doubt in my mind that he has called you as many times as he has called me, just to try to get me to talk to him. And I know that you think I'm just being dramatic and negative, but you have to hear me out. Yes I do have good memories with Harry, but I also have bad memories. And unfortunately the bad memories are the main memories that he wrote about in his album. And it's like I am reliving it, except this time it's some kind of depressing musical like Les Míserables or something."
I catch my breath after not breathing the whole time I talked. She now sits across from me looking at me like I am a lost puppy. The bad thing is that, that is exactly what I am. I am a lost puppy in a world of confusion.
"Babe, you need help." She sighs.
"Tell me about it." I sat back to her slightly smiling.
"You overthink way too much. You confuse me sometimes." She laughs.
"I'm sorry it's just that the last song it, I mean do you not remember what happened after all of that?"
"Yeah I do, I remember like it was yesterday,but I choose to think about better times." She says.
"I wish I could say the same, but I just can't. After she, after Raine came back, things just went downhill after that."
"Yeah I know."
"I can not believe what he did what he did. I still can't believe it sometimes. That's why I can't forgive him. It was awful."
"Skyler, you really need to listen to the other four songs. You need to hear him out. He has a message for you, and you won't answer his calls so the least you can do is listen to the words of the music that he wrote for you."
"I know." I sigh.
"Alright which one is next?" She asks looking to my phone at the paused song.
The screen shows a song titled "Meet Me In The Hallway."
"Oh yeah." Gemma says with a tone that makes me think that it is not a happy memory that is built into this song.
"What?" I ask with a bit of a nervous feeling.
"Um, well I wouldn't say that it is a happy memory, but uh the tune of it is good." She says smiling falsely.
"Great..." I say in a sarcastic tone.
"Don't worry it'll be alright."
"Yeah to you it will be, but I will be hearing these songs in my nightmares tonight." I say.
"Just press play already." Gemma groans at me. She is now laying up-side-down on the couch with her feet up in the air.
I roll my eyes and press the play button taking a deep breath once again, as the song starts to play.
Meet me in the hallway. Meet me in the hallway. I just left your bedroom. Give me some morphine. Is there anymore to do?
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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?