Madrid, Spain.
The bar cheered as four half-dressed boys enter the stage. They call themselves "Blackberry".
-This is Blackberry. I'm Harry.-
-I'm Niall. I'm a guitarist.-
-I'm Liam. I'm a drummer.-
-I'm Zayn. I'm a rockstar.-
-Ready?-. Harry said as he cleared his throat.
They sung one song.
After another.
Then, Niall did a guitar solo.
Liam did a drum solo.
Zayn did some backing vocals.
And Harry... he just showed how he could be on stage.
What turned into cheers, now, it turned into people leaving the bar in downtown Madrid.
The plane was about to leave.
Paul comes.
-Harry, a call for you.-
Harry gets up from his seat.
-Harken...-.
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