Chapter 85: Inspiration

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HARRY'S POV

El and Lou had said that Alannah and Nick left the club. I had asked them where she'd went, so I could dance to at least one song with her. Walking to the bathroom, the few girls I had been dancing with kept wanting to dance again. All I wanted was to make a quick phone call with some peace and quiet.

"Come on, Harry. Let's dance again," a blonde said, her red head friend standing right beside her.

"Not now, love. I've got to use the loo."

She sighed and walked away.

I looked through my contacts until I found her number. Smiling at her name, I pressed the call button. It rang for a few seconds, but it went straight to voicemail. Damn it. Say what you want, but I called again. This time it rang the full minute before it went to voicemail.

I went on my old Facebook account, looking through all the old pictures Alannah and I were tagged in. Coming across one taken when we were a couple, I smiled and laughed.

"Dear God, why did I ever let her go," I whispered to myself.

Walking back to our table, I had come to the conclusion to go home. Inspiration hit me, a new song could be written if I leave now.

"Hey, guys. I'm going to go home. See you later," I said to the group.

   Getting into the house, I took off all my clothes and changed into some more comfortable clothing. Getting out a beer from the fridge, I popped it open and took a swig. I looked for paper and a pen before getting a guitar out, settling down on my couch.

I strummed a few notes and came up with a strumming pattern. Writing down the first line, I got to thinking about my feelings. Five minutes later, I only had the first few lines of the first verse.

"Baby, I don't want to feel alone," I said, scribbling it down.

I thought about the nights I had spent with her. The flashback was an amazing trip down memory lane. Honestly speaking, I never got over her.

"I have loved you since we were 18...

I wanna love like you made me feel

When we were 18"

I came up with a song about an hour and a half later. I made phone calls and texts to the lads so we could meet up and go over the song. We might just have our next single for our next album.

I called Alannah one more time. Still no answer. I probably shouldn't call her anyway, I've had too much to drink. Simply just sent her a text.

You're my muse, my inspiration. xx

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