Ally's POV:
We got home and walked inside. I told Harry that I would go and check on my brother and I went upstairs. I knocked on Luke's door.
"Come in!!" He yelled. I opened the door and walked inside. "Hey Ally." He smiled at me and stood up from his desk. He walked up to me and hugged me, I hugged back.
"Sorry I didn't make it to the hospital." I apologized.
"It's fine." We pulled away and we started talking.
"So, how's it going with Harry?" He smirked. "Did you get it on?" He joked and I slapped his arm.
"You know he could be listening!" I shouted at him and he laughed. I mocked his laugh and rolled my eyes. "I'm happy with him, he completes me."
"And I don't complete you?" He joked again and laughed.
"I never said that!!" I laughed and yelled. "I mean that he fills that hole in my heart and well, I love him."
"If your happy, I'm happy. But I swear if he ever hurts you I will kill him for hurting my little sister."
"He would never hurt me and I know it." I said. "I should get back to him. You coming?"
"Nah, I'm just gonna keep studying for my test on Tuesday."
"Since when are you responsible?" I asked, shocked. He almost never studies. He shrugged it off and sat down on his desk. He put on his headphones and kept studying. I chuckled and walked out the door.
I walked to my room and saw Harry looking around. When he saw the guitar that was placed next to my counter, he took it and sat down on the bed. I leaned against the door frame and saw him as he started strumming the guitar. The strumming got a little louder and I heard him as he started humming to a song. He began singing a song by Ed Sheeran called The A Team. He got to the end chorus and I listened closely.
"And they say, she's in the
Class A Team,
Stuck in her daydream,
Been this way
Since 18, but lately."
"Her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting,
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream"
"The worst things in life
Come free to us.
'Cause we're just under
The upper hand"
"And go mad for a couple
grams, and she don't want to
Go... outside Tonight.
And in a pipe, she flies"
"To the Mother Land,
Or sells love to another man.
It's too cold... outside
For angels to fly..."
"For angels to fly!"
He stopped singing and strummed the guitar a little more before he stopped. I cleaned the tears that had fallen from my eyes (the song sometimes makes me cry). I clapped and Harry turned around only to see me there clapping from the door frame.
