Story: Heavy In Your Arms | Harry Styles
“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from nineteen to here and all the same feel like nineteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breath in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes. And that's only because you're trying your hardest and your hardest and your hardest to push away the only feeling, the only thought, the only thing that's the most important to you. More like a person. A person who got your heart and a person who got your soul and a person who was too blinded by worries and a person who broke you without even realizing. And that person is the person you push away from your thoughts and yourself so you can be fine in five minutes. You hope.” - She said.
“I remember when I was like five or six years old and my mum would tell me stories about love, friendship and sacrifice. She would keep telling me the same stories over and over again, until I was old enough to find out these stories were actually my mum’s.
‘Now you need to make your own stories, about these three things.’ she said. ‘But you don’t have to do it now. Take your time. Your whole life, even.’
From that moment on I kept looking for situations where I could write my stories about. I couldn’t wait to tell them to my mum, and make her proud.
Years passed by, and I still hadn’t experienced something related to love, friendship or sacrifice. I got frustrated, realizing I could never have these long stories like my mum had. That was until I met this girl. We went through so much that I couldn’t even remember everything. It was when she’d left I realized,
being with my mum.
‘Mum,’ I said. ‘I need to tell you my stories. You remember? Love, friendship and sacrifice, like you said.’
Mum looked at me surprisingly, clearly not expecting this at my age already. I was nineteen.
‘Tell me then, sweetheart.’ she said. ‘What’s your love? Your friendship? Your sacrifice?’
I smiled weakly, now obviously remembering everything the girl and I had shared together. ‘A friend, a very very very good friend, is what she was. And she still is, of course.’
Mum smiled at me. I felt uncomfortable.
‘And love... she’s got my heart, mum. Every single piece of it, and I don’t need to have it back at all. She can have it. As long as I can have hers, it’s okay. It’s definitely okay.’
Mum smiled again. Her eyes began to water. I still felt uncomfortable.
‘What would you sacrifice, sweetheart?’ she said softly. I first touched my face, then my lips. Seconds later I touched my neck, then my chest, right where my heart was pounding underneath the skin. When I began to talk, I didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore.
‘I’d sacrifice everything I have. I’d sacrifice all my money. I’d sacrifice my friends and maybe family, too, for God’s sake. Just to keep it simple... I’d sacrifice my life. I’d give it to her. If I needed to, I’d die for her. I really would. If she could only live with me being dead, then I would be. It’s for her, mum. It’s all for her. If she'd just see.’” - He said.
‘Now you need to make your own stories, about these three things.’ she said. ‘But you don’t have to do it now. Take your time. Your whole life, even.’
From that moment on I kept looking for situations where I could write my stories about. I couldn’t wait to tell them to my mum, and make her proud.
Years passed by, and I still hadn’t experienced something related to love, friendship or sacrifice. I got frustrated, realizing I could never have these long stories like my mum had. That was until I met this girl. We went through so much that I couldn’t even remember everything. It was when she’d left I realized,
being with my mum.
‘Mum,’ I said. ‘I need to tell you my stories. You remember? Love, friendship and sacrifice, like you said.’
Mum looked at me surprisingly, clearly not expecting this at my age already. I was nineteen.
‘Tell me then, sweetheart.’ she said. ‘What’s your love? Your friendship? Your sacrifice?’
I smiled weakly, now obviously remembering everything the girl and I had shared together. ‘A friend, a very very very good friend, is what she was. And she still is, of course.’
Mum smiled at me. I felt uncomfortable.
‘And love... she’s got my heart, mum. Every single piece of it, and I don’t need to have it back at all. She can have it. As long as I can have hers, it’s okay. It’s definitely okay.’
Mum smiled again. Her eyes began to water. I still felt uncomfortable.
‘What would you sacrifice, sweetheart?’ she said softly. I first touched my face, then my lips. Seconds later I touched my neck, then my chest, right where my heart was pounding underneath the skin. When I began to talk, I didn’t feel uncomfortable anymore.
‘I’d sacrifice everything I have. I’d sacrifice all my money. I’d sacrifice my friends and maybe family, too, for God’s sake. Just to keep it simple... I’d sacrifice my life. I’d give it to her. If I needed to, I’d die for her. I really would. If she could only live with me being dead, then I would be. It’s for her, mum. It’s all for her. If she'd just see.’” - He said.
You are my best friend as well as my lover, and I do not know which side of you I enjoy the most. I treasure each side, just as I have treasured our life together.
One Direction exist
Erm
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WRITTEN BY ME
Erm
Enjoy the story
WRITTEN BY ME
A sequel of this finished story
Reading The Moon Is Down first could be an option to get to understand this second part better, although it was written years ago and my writing has improved since. Please don't judge too quick
Reading The Moon Is Down first could be an option to get to understand this second part better, although it was written years ago and my writing has improved since. Please don't judge too quick
ALERT
Het begin van dit verhaal kan de indruk geven dat het een typische carrot story is; en dat is het dus écht niet! Lees een paar hoofdstukjes door en je zult het vanzelf zien!
Het begin van dit verhaal kan de indruk geven dat het een typische carrot story is; en dat is het dus écht niet! Lees een paar hoofdstukjes door en je zult het vanzelf zien!
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Reacties (21)
Abo! Wat tof dat je al 5 jaar deze story schrijft!! Ik weet zelf hoe moeilijk het is om soms na een tijd stilstaan qua inspiratie weer te schrijven..
2 maanden geledenIk ga hem zeker volgen!
hoiii
3 jaar geledenHoe gaat het??
Wilde even laten weten dat ik je verhaal echt super vind en niet kan wachten tot je weer een hoofdstukje plaatst.
xxbyeee
ik ga dit deel ook gewoon weer opnieuw lezen want yolo en zo
4 jaar geledenNieuwe Abo! Je schrijft echt geweldig en ik kan niet wachten op een nieuw stukje (:
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verder
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