everything // LarryStylinson

2016

(A/N Before we get started, there is some drama regarding Freddie in this chapter. I am writing this note to remind you that this is COMPLETELY FICTIONAL and I think it is HORRIBLE that people drag that kid into Larry drama. The scenario in the story is purely fictional - I do not think this is how it went down in real life or anything like that. I wrote it this way because it is important for the plot of the story, again it is PURELY FICTIONAL A/N)

March 4, 2016
One Year Later

Liam's POV

"What are you thinking about in terms of sound for this album?" Jacob, my co writer asks, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Pop for sure, fun, I dunno really," I ramble, not really giving it much thought.

I should be more excited and involved, today we're working on my first solo album. I can't release it until next year, but that's how long it'll take before it's done.

"You alright?" Jacob asks, putting the pencil down and studying my face.

"Yeah, just a bit tired," I assure him, earning a skeptical nod. I pull out my phone and notice a message from Zayn. We started talking again recently, it's been nice to have an old friend. I missed him dearly, and talking with him gives me a sense of normalcy.

From: Zayn
To: Liam
there's a party at the hadid's tn... lmk if you want in! should be a fun night

I quickly respond before sliding my phone back into pocket and directing my attention to my new record.

To: Zayn
From: Liam
hell yeah, sounds great. could use a drink. working, call you later...

Niall's POV

"Babe, can I run something by you?" I ask Melissa, sitting next to her on the couch, guitar in hand.

"Of course! Whatcha got?" She turns the TV to mute, directing all her attention to me.

"I wrote this about uh, some old friends that we're in love, but uh, some shit got in the way..." I begin, stopping to take a breath to prevent the tears that are inevitable.

"Let's hear," She rubs my knee lovingly, making my heart warm.

"Waking up to kiss you and nobody's there.
The smell of your perfume still stuck in the air.
It's hard.
Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running round.
It's funny how things never change in this old town.
So far from the stars.
And I want to tell you everything,
The words I never got to say the first time around.
And I remember everything,
From when we were the children playing in this fairground.
Wish I was there with you now.
If the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you.
Drive highways and byways to be there with you.
Over and over the only truth.
Everything comes back to you.
I saw that you moved on with someone new.
In the pub that we met he's got his arms around you.
It's so hard,
So hard.
And I want to tell you everything,
the words I never got to say the first time around.
And I remember everything,
from when we were the children playing in this fairground.
Wish I was there with you now.
And if the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you.
Drive highways and byways to be there with you.
Over and over the only truth.
Everything comes back to you.
You still make me nervous when you walk in the room.
Them butterflies they come alive when I'm next to you.
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you.
And I know that it's wrong,
that I can't move on.
But there's something about you.
If the whole world was watching I'd still dance with you.
Drive highways and byways to be there with you.
Over and over the only truth,
Everything comes back to you.
You still make me nervous when you walk in the room.
Them butterflies they come alive when I'm next to you.
Over and over the only truth.
Everything comes back to you.
Everything comes back to you."

I finish singing, blinking back tears.

I look to meet Melissa's eyes, which are wet with tears as well.

"Niall, that was so beautiful," She cries, kissing my cheek.

Louis' POV

"I'm not lying! You're the only one I've been with Louis!" Bianca shouts in my face.

"Yeah? That's not what fucking TMZ is saying!" I counter, waving the tabloid at her for emphasis.

"You know how that bullshit goes Louis! Paparazzi turn nothing into something all the time! Remember the rumors about you being gay with that dude from your band? I do! But I still gave you a chance!" She rolls her eyes, still screaming at me.

I feel anger build up inside me at the way she referenced Harry, I take a breath before speaking, remembering she is a pregnant woman and I still need to be mindful of that no matter how fucking pissed she's making me.

"Don't fucking bring him into this," My throat burns, I can't even say his name.

I pull a cigarette out of my pocket and stick it between my teeth, heading for the back patio.

"You need to quit that shit before this baby is born," Bianca scoffs, looking at me with disgust.

"We'll see if that baby's even mine," I retort, and she slaps me across the face.

"Fuck you Louis," She spits, heading for the front door.

"I want a fucking paternity test!" I shout, causing her to freeze in place.

"It's too early-" She argues. I know that kid's not mine. Her and I fucked once, and I didn't even cum.

"As soon as it's not," I snap back, taking a drag.

She storms out of my apartment, slamming the door on the way out.

Harry's POV

"You sure?" Kayla, my stylist, asks for the seventieth time.

"Yes Kayla, chop it off. I have to anyway for Dunkirk," I laugh at her through the mirror.

"Alright, here we go," She cuts the scissors through my excessive ponytail, cutting my hair short.

"Can I donate it?" I ask in a hopeful tone.

"Of course you can," She smiles at me, ruffling what's left of my hair.

As she cleans it up and makes it look presentable, I feel some of my residual heartbreak slowly dissipate.

I know it sounds stupid, but cutting my hair is what I needed to finally move on from everything that happened last year. I hadn't had a haircut since before One Direction, so in a way I'm finally letting go.

"When do you start filming?" She questions, styling my new hair.

"Next week. I have like 38 lines, which is actually substantial compared to others. Not much talking in the film," I tell her, she nods along.

"That's great, Harry. Congrats!" She holds her arms out for a hug, and I pull her in for one.