Hearts on strings(H.S)

*Bloodstream*

Allie sat on her bed with a paper and a pen in her hand. Having no inspiration howsoever to write anything, she huffed. She threw the pen on the floor and crumbled the white paper in her hand. She threw her back on the soft mattress, her hair spreading behind her head. She closed her eyes and wandered with her mind. One person came to her mind. Harry. And speaking of the devil, she heard her phone ringing, she saw harry's name on the screen.

She didn't have to pick up the phone because she already knew what he would ask her to do but she did anyway.

 "Yes, harry. I am coming over. Do you need anything while I am on my way?" she asked.

"No" he answered and hung up the phone.

Huffing once more, she sat up and threw her legs over the edge of the bed. She put her hair into a ponytail and stood up, walking to the door of her room, she picked up her guitar in the process.

 In about 18 minutes she had already arrived to his house. She bent down and grabbed the spare key from under the mat. Opening the door, she looked around and put the guitar besides the door and then closed it.

"harry ?" she called

 "Hey ho " he answered back from his room upstairs.

 She picked up her guitar and rushed upstairs to his room.

"heeey" she said once she entered his room, finding him laying on his bed with his arms folded.

 "Hey" he said and sat up to greet her.

 "So I am going to start now, yeah? it's bloodstream" she said as she sat down on the wooden floor with her legs crossed.

 He nodded his head and then laid again on the bed.

 She started moving her hands on the strings and sang.

 i've been spinning now for time
Couple women by my side
I got sinning on my mind
Sipping on red wine
I've been sitting here for ages
Ripping out the pages
How'd I get so faded?
How'd I get so faded?

Oh, no, no, don't leave me lonely now
If you loved me how'd you never learn
Ooh, colour crimson in my eyes
One or two could free my mind

This is how it ends,
I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream.
Fading out again,
I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream.
So tell me when it kicks in.
Well, tell me when it kicks in.

I've been looking for a lover
Thought I'd find her in a bottle
God, make me another one
I'll be feeling this tomorrow
Lord, forgive me for the things I've done
I was never meant to hurt no one
I saw scars upon a broken-hearted lover
So tell me when it kicks in.

All the voices in my mind
Calling out across the line

 

 

 

All the voices in my mind

 Calling now to cross the line

Tell me when it kicks in
I saw scars upon her
Tell me when it kicks in
Broken-hearted

 

 After leaving Harry 's house, Allie headed straight to the bar. She didn't even bother leaving her guitar in the passenger seat although she always BELIVEED someone would steal her precious dark brown wooden guitar that had a green star sticker on it which harry has put it on at a time.

 Taking a seat opposite to the bartender and checking the place out, she finally settled for ordering a martini with a tiny olive on top. She just felt like having a drink, vodka seemed very interesting when she first set foot in the bar but then again she doesn't want to have a super annoying headache from a drink with an absolutely horrific taste.

 Gulping down the martini in one time, and ordering another one under the course of 2 minutes, the bartender who was a handsome young lad with light brown hair and blue eyes wearing a black t-shirt that so reminded her of harry was impressed.

"So wanna get wasted, yeah?" he asked with raised eyebrow.

 "Yeah, I guess" she mumbled.

 "What's the case?" he asked giving a drink to a customer and the looking over to her again.

"What case?" she asked him back.

"Alcohol isn't exactly the most pleasant thing on earth and people certainly don't come asking for it willingly" he said" unless you are a teenager" he smirked.

"Ha" she said, taking a sip.

 "So?"He pushed on.

"I have no idea, just felt like getting a bit drunk. That's the case" she said finishing her martini with one last sip.

"You are not in the mood, okay, I get it. I am just being the curious bartender but if you do want to talk anytime, I am here. It's sometimes good to talk to a handsome stranger" he grinned.

 She smiled.

"Well okay then, I will when I feel like it, handsome stranger."

 He smiled.

 She paid the money and before she got up she asked

"By the way, what's your name?" she asked furrowing her eyebrows.

"If I tell you my name, I won't be a stranger anymore, good bye miss. I just feel like getting drunk." He said wiping some cups.

"Goodbye. Mr. handsome stranger" she said and left the bar without glancing back