Euphonious Memories {H.S}

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Harry sang a few more songs and then finished up the show.

The last song that he sang was Kiwi and he spit water out like a whale on the last beat of the song.

He thanked everyone again multiple times for coming to his concert and then it was over.

For most of the people anyway, but for Gemma, Raine, and I It was just getting started.

We still got to go backstage to talk to him because of our VIP passes. There was an after party and Harry was going to be there.

That meant that we had enough time to talk. I start to get nervous as we walk down a long hallway that leads to where we will see him.

What am I going to say? Hey Harry, I love you again and I did not realize it until you made a whole album for me.

The album isn't the reason I am here. Harry is, I never did stop loving him. But I'm afraid that it might not look like that to him.

We get to the end of a hallway and there is a door to the room that we will meet in. We go in and the security guards tell us that Harry is on his way, then close the door.

"Guys what am I going to say? This was a bad idea. A person can't ignore your calls for two years and then show up at your concert without warning." I start to blabber my worries to them.

"Sky, you saw the way that Harry lit up when he saw you in the crowd. And you heard him dedicate the song to you.You know the song that he wrote about you? Come on just breathe and don't worry. Everything will be just fine." Raine tells me.

It calms me down just a little bit. I sit down on the fancy sofa that is against the wall of the room and feel my stomach start to ache from all of my nerves.

I put my fingers on the sides of my head and rub them in circles.

"Babe, it's just Harry. You know him. Just chill out a little bit he isn't going to be mad at you." Gemma says coming to sit beside me.

"But what if he is?" I ask her, and she just looks at me for a second.

"Trust me honey, he isn't going to be." She says smiling.

All of a sudden the door knob slowly begins to turn and as it does, my stomach begins to ache even more.

I take a deep breath and stand up from the couch.

Harry walks in and immediately hugs his sister when he sees her.

"Thank you so much for coming tonight Gem, it really means a lot."

"No, thank you for inviting me!" She says as she hugs him back.

He looks over at Raine and hugs her too.

"I haven't seen you in so long." He says and she hugs him back.

"I know, I have missed you." She says smiling.

And then Harry sees me.

He walks over to me and stops.

"Gem, your boyfriend is a lot prettier than I thought he would be." He jokes with a smile on his face.

"No one said that I was bringing a boyfriend." She says smirking.

We all laugh, because Gemma knew exactly what Harry was thinking when she requested a third ticket.

He comes closer to me and give me a tight hug.

It feels so right, being inside of Harry's arms and feeling protected. I breathe in his scent as he pulls away.

"Skyler, I wasn't expecting to see you here." He says still smiling at me.

Gemma and Raine ease their way out of the door.

"Um, we will give you two a few minutes." Raine whispers as they walk out and close the door back.

Harry and I chuckle and then look at each other.

We sit down on the couch and begin to talk.

"So how was it?" He asks me. "Was the show enjoyable?"

"Yeah! Oh my goodness Harry, I had no idea you could have that much energy." I tell him and we both laugh.

"Well, if I didn't the show would probably be a bust." He grins. "So how have you been?"

"Honestly? Not great." I say.

"What why?"

"Well, I don't know if you knew or not but I am a writer."

"Yeah, Gemma told me, congratulations."

"Thanks, but there really isn't anything to congratulate me on yet. I mean I have been trying so hard to think of a story to write, but it's just so hard. It's a real struggle."

"I understand that." He says referring to his music. "When that happens for me, I just write about the things I love the most." He says, a little shyly.

I smile at that.

"I love your music by the way. I um it got emotional whenever I first listened to the album though."

"Oh thank you. I'm so sorry Sky, I should have told you that I wrote it all about you, I mean I actually did try to tell you, but you didn't answer." He says changing the mood completely.

I sit there feeling like the worst person in the world.

"Harry,about that I am so sorry. I just thought that if I shut you out of my life and ignored you then my life would be so much easier, but I was wrong. Harry I was so wrong and now here I am sitting here pretending that everything is okay, but it's not. I am not okay." Of course I have tears pouring out of my eyes now that I let out all of my feelings.

"Hey, hey, hey." Harry says as he hugs me and I burry my face into his chest. "Please don't cry, I'm here now. Look, look at me. I'm right here, and I will never leave you as long as you don't want me to."

I wipe my eyes and smile at him.

"Harry, do you remember that night that Niall beat you up really bad, and you had to be taken to the hospital?" I ask him.

"Of course I do, how could I forget?" He chuckles.

"That is when I realized that I could not lose you. I knew that I would never stop loving you."

"What?" He asks surprised. "Then why didn't you come back, what stopped you?"

"I was heading to your apartment a few weeks after that to tell you, but I knew you went on morning jogs. That camera was still set up in your apartment, so I decided to make sure that you were home before I left."

"And?" He asks confused.

"Well I'm just guessing that it was the girl from the song From the dining table that I saw in your bed with you." I tell him and his face falls.

"Sky, I...she didn't mean anything to me, I promise. The only reason I slept with her was because she looked like you and I thought that it would seem like it was you, but she was nothing like you. With you it was just so...real and electric."

"Yeah I feel the same way." I tell him smiling.

"You haven't, um... have you..."

"No, I haven't. Only with you." I say before he can make this any more awkward than it already is.

He takes a deep breath of relief.

"But I was wondering something." I say.

"Yeah? What is it?" He asks me smiling.

"Who is that song Anna about?" I ask him.