kilby girl [hs]

chapter 4

Harry Styles

Should I call her? I feel like I should call her.

The thought has been circling my head for around half an hour now while I've been strumming at my guitar begging for inspiration to strike me. But every lyric I think of relates to her in some way or another.

I wonder if I cross her mind like she crosses mine.

I continue strumming at the guitar staring at the notebook page covered in scribbled out words.

"It's your world I wanna live in" I mumble along with my careless strumming of the guitar.

"It's your ocean I wanna swim in, It's your show and I'm just watching" I start to sing properly now, liking where the lyrics are leading me.

"Losing you is not an option" I stare down as my hands work the guitar.

I lean forward grabbing the black biro pen next to me quickly scribbling down the lyrics and continuing on with writing a pre-chorus. Now the hard part, the Chorus.

"Love the way you hurt me, And it doesn't even cross your mind, oh" I sing out, nodding my head along with the tune from the guitar.

Lyrics carry on flowing into my head as I jot down the words. Quickly singing through each section as I go and adding in different instruments along the way.

As I look over the finished set of lyrics I realise they're all about her. I guess that was bound to happen, it's like food shopping while you're hungry.

Should I call her? I still feel like I should call her.

The reoccurring thought comes back around to the front of my mind, I eye up my phone next to me.

As I reach towards the phone I stop myself, "You don't even have her number you idiot" Pressing my tongue against the inside of my cheek, I retract my hand from the small black device.

But Drew might have her number

The little voice in my head pipes up again.

I grab my phone, scrolling through my contacts till I get to Drew. Tapping the tiny blue phone icon a ringing sounds in my ear.

"Hey Harry, what's up?" She speaks into the phone

"doyouhavelevi'snumber?" I say so quickly it morphs into one word

"Sorry? what the fuck did you just say?" She laughs into the phone

"Do you have Levi's number?" I say quietly knowing Drew is gonna make such a simple question into a huge deal

A squeal sounds through the phone causing me to rip the device from my ear to prevent hearing loss.

"Is what I think is about to happen about to happen?" I can practically see her shit eating grin through the phone

"That depends on what you think is gonna happen"

"I think you're gonna ask Levi on a date" She says in a sing song voice

"I wouldn't class it as a date per say, just asking her to hang out. Two friends hanging out, nothing more" I say awkwardly knowing that I don't want to call her just a friend, but I'd never admit that to Drew. I'd never hear the end of it.

Drew's silent for a moment before she asks me, "Harry, Can I ask you a question?"

"Yes" The words come out slowly due to the confusion I'm facing as to why she's asking me a question.

"What were you doing before you called me?"

"Writing music?" I say, confused as to the direction this conversation has taken