Author's note:
Lol, so I was so tired of typing last night, that I did a few typo's in the last chapter's Author's note... Now you guys know how much I really love to write. TOO MUCH. Lol, so yeah. Here's chapter nine guys! Hope you like it!
(Ps, the two songs in here are indeed MINE. So the same note like last time still continues onto this. Please, no stealing the songs :/ )
Chapter Nine
I told Harry how much I loved to sing and write, and he wanted to see some of my songs. I showed him 'I'm Here For You', and a couple of my newer ones.
"How come you aren't famous yet?" he told me.
"Because," I said, "I don't want to be famous. I just want to inspire people. And I don't want to lose my privacy, Harry. That's the one thing I love the most. How I'm not as easily seen, and how I can easily blend in with the crowd is amazing, Harry. I don't want to lose that, ever."
"Have you ever thought of pulling a Hannah Montana?" he told me.
I was confused, "A what?"
"You know, living two lives. A normal one, and a famous one, so you can have both."
"Actually," I said slowly, "I never thought of that."
Harry nodded, "Just a thought. I mean, I'd love it if you were famous and everything. I just want your music heard, you know?"
I nodded, "Yeah... But hey, I want smoothies, call the kitchen or whatever and send some up."
"Why don't you?" he asked, laughing, already picking up the phone.
"Because I don't want to," I laughed once before punching his arm slightly.
Harry had a thoughtful expression on his face. It made me wonder what he was thinking about. A minute later, I didn't have to ask him, because he said, "You should play me a couple songs."
I laughed, "Really? You wanna hear my songs?"
He nodded, "Yeah, of course!"
I bit my lip as I flipped through my notebook, finding a song. I stopped at an old one I wrote when I first saw that Louis was in a relationship with Eleanor. It was a very pretty song, and it spoke a lot of things that don't really need to be said. I smiled and hurried to the black, beautiful piano.
"I didn't know you played piano," Harry said, standing on the other side of the piano.
"You didn't ask," I laughed as I touched my fingers on the black and white, smooth keys.
I began to play a few notes, getting the right feeling of the song. It's been awhile since I actually played the piano. I finally got the right feeling and propped the notebook up so I could see the words and notes. From there, my fingers just seemed to play the notes without my knowing.
I opened my mouth and let all the passion I had in me flow out. I put my all in this song. I closed my eyes and sang.
"Since you're so happy with her,
I guess you don't need me.
Guess I'm gonna go right now,
Before my heart breaks completely.
"I see your laughing with her,
She's laughing into your chest,
To you, there is no other,
She's so perfect, she's the best."You're holding hands, down the street,
Acting so great, so in love.
I look down at my feet,
Can I give cupid a shove?"For a moment, I took a deep breath and tried to calm my racing. This song meant a lot to me. It showed that I loved Louis a lot, and had to watch him love someone else that wasn't me, watch him care about someone that wasn't me. It was hard to sing, but I loved it because I put my all in it.

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