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Troye

16.01.15

3:25 p.m.

I was home. It was quiet in my house, which meant my parents and siblings weren't home.

I opened the door to the quiet house and held the door for Kyla. She thanks me and enters the empty house. I see her look around in awe. I close the door behind me and go upstairs. I hear her footsteps follow me as I walk upstairs. We then enter my room and I throw my backpack across the room.

"Wow, you have a big house. I wish I had a house like yours," she compliments me. I smile at the compliment.

"Thanks, Kyla," I say, still smiling. I see her look at my small keyboard piano in my room. She runs over to it and runs her fingers along the keys of it. She pets the piano like it was a pet. It was cute. Then, she sat down on the chair and played a note.

"You know how to play the piano?" She asks, looking behind her. Her eyes meet mine and I start to zone out.

She was so pretty, I say in my head. Her eyes were perfect. Her face was perfect. She was beautiful. The most beautiful creature in the world. I just want to run up to her and hug her and-

"Hello? Troye?" She laughs. "You know how to play the piano, right?" And I nod. She smiles. "Can you teach me?" She asks politely.

"Of course!" I say. I then walk over to her and sit down after she scooted right to give me room on the piano seat. I then started to play a C Major Scale on the piano. She looked at my fingers as I played the piano.

"That's a C Major Scale, right?" And I nod.

"How did you know?"

"I play the guitar."

"You do?" She nods. "Can you teach me after I teach you play the piano?"

"Mhm! Now, play a song!" I got up and jogged slowly towards my nightstand where I keep all my papers and things in there. I then got down on my knees and opened a drawer. I was looking for a song.

I came across a song on a piece of paper. I don't remember writing it at all. The song was titled "Happy Little Pill." I picked it up from the drawer and read over the lyrics.

My happy little pill,
Take me away.
Dry my eyes,
Bring colours to my skies.
My sweet little pill,
Take my hunger.
Lights within,
Numb my skin.

What was this about? I smiled at the thought of this song. I looked at the top to see if it was for anyone, and it was. But the top was smudged with water. The name started with a T, though. I probably just wrote my name and it got smudged.

I took it from the drawer and closed the drawer. I then got off of my knees and walked slowly back towards the piano where Kyla was at. "I found this song. I guess I wrote it a long time ago? I'm not sure, but I think it was for someone. I'm not totally sure if it was for someone, though. Maybe it was just about me being sad or something, or someone in my life being sad. I'll play it."

She gets off the chair and stands next to the piano so she can see me. I then close my eyes and think about my piano skills. I knew I used to play the piano. But I just forgot.

Then, I remembered. I remembered how to play the piano! I was smiling! I then put the music on the small stand and started to play the song.

After the song ended, I heard her clap. "That was good! Oh my God, Troye, you are an amazing singer." I smile.

"You really think so?"

"Yeah! Of course! If I was lying, I probably wouldn't be clapping. I'd probably say, 'that was great'. Play another song! Pretty please?" She says, batting her eye lashes and pouting. I roll my eyes and smile. I then look at the wall in front of me. I knew how to play this song. I played it before a long time ago. I then started to play the song.

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