in the night- h.s

chapter 68

July 2018

"I was so sure you'd want to relax a while before writing again." Mitch scratched the back of his head as they entered the studio.

Harry had finished touring, all he had was free time and the songs he had written were clogging up his head which made it virtually impossible to relax even the slightest bit.

"I'm not saying we have to write a whole album. I just need to get these songs out" he sighed. "So I can move on" he added in a mumble.

Kid Harpoon and Tyler Johnson were already in the studio, ready to get to work on whatever Harry had in his mind. Mitch wasn't as excited as them, slightly nervous about what was about to come out of Harry. He knew he hadn't been in a good place recently, it seemed to get worse after Mexico but no one knew the real reason why.

"Okay, I've written out everything." Harry announced before Mitch could ask him any questions. He pulled out a stack of papers and watched everyone silently wonder whether he was mentally okay. "Mitch, we wrote these last year." He handed him a piece of paper as Kid and Tyler looked over some other lyrics.

"You're like warm feelings on a summer evenin'
And sound just like a song
I want more baby and that summer feelin'
It's so wonderful and warm

Breathe me in, breathe me out
I don't know if I could ever go without"

Mitch read them over and nodded. He remembered that day very clearly, when Harry and Rosalie's relationship was just blossoming.

"We altered them though." He reminded him to which Mitch nodded, watching Harry search for another piece of paper. It became clear what was happening, Harry was trying to move on properly from Rosalie through writing. It was kind of heartbreaking to see.

"Tastes like strawberries on a summer evenin'
And it sounds just like a song
I want more berries and that summer feelin'
It's so wonderful and warm

Breathe me in, breathe me out
I don't know if I could ever go without
I'm just thinking out loud
I don't know if I could ever go without"

Harry read them, his heart aching to feel that for someone again. He handed it to Mitch and looked to Kid and Tyler to see what they were looking at.

"Harry, these are heartbreaking." Kid pointed out, holding up three pieces of paper. Harry looked over at what he had underlined as key lines.

Don't you call him baby
We're not talking lately
Don't you call him what you used to call me

I, I confess I can tell that you are at your best
I'm selfish so I'm hating it
I noticed that there's a piece of you in how I dress
Take it as a compliment

"Hmm, I wrote that New Years Day." He remembered, after seeing Rosalie with Connor in the cafe. The amount of jealousy and hurt he had felt after that moment was too much to handle. Mitch took the paper out of his hand and read over the lyrics, the sinking feeling only becoming deeper. Harry read over the next one.

I just hope you see me in a little better light
Do you think it's easy being of the jealous kind?
'Cause I miss the shape of your lips
You'll win, it's just a trick
And this is it, so I'm sorry

Don't call me baby again
You've got your reasons
I know that you're tryna be friends, I know you mean it
Don't call me baby again
It's hard for me to go home and be so lonely.