2015 You and your band mate, Harry, had been dating since 2010, when the band got together. He was the man that knew you better than anyone, even better than you knew yourself. The two of you had an instant connection when you met, and ever since you began dating, you were attached at the hip and seemed to always be together. You both trusted and cared about each other more than anything in the entire world, and you both had no doubt about being meant for each other. He was the sweetest guy you'd ever met and you'd do anything for him, just as he'd do for you.

However, recently, the band began to fall apart. Zayn left just two months ago, and the now 5 of you were struggling a lot with performing without him. On top of that, you were also trying to record a new album, which was very difficult while still on tour. The stress levels were through the roof, and talk of a hiatus between you guys had begun very freshly. The most difficult thing of all for you - you didn't know what that meant for you and Harry. You hadn't really discussed it.

It was a late night in May after an exhausting show. The 5 of you were hanging out in the hotel room, each of you doing your own thing. Liam and Niall were playing Go Fish with a set of cards they found, Louis was watching a random movie on the TV, and you were playing guitar while Harry lied on the bed beside you, listening. Everyone seemed particularly down tonight, and you didn't know why.

"Can you play 18 again?" Harry asked quietly, looking at you with soft eyes. That was his favorite song for you to play to him.