ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 | H.S |

eight - beautiful butterfly

Townes' POV

I got to the rehearsal space early the next day, the room was still completely empty. I took a deep breath and walked over, pulling a stool to sit at the keyboard. I played "Sign of the Times" softly, taking it a key up for myself, singing lowly.

"We don't talk enough, we should open up, before it's all too much, will we ever learn, we've been here before, it just what we know."

I heard someone clear their throat, making me jump just a bit. Harry stood in the doorway, and the moment my eye sight met his he lowered his eyes.

He had a black sleeveless shirt on today, pair of black sweats, and black trainers. His hair had grown in the time since I met him, enough to create a small man bun. I looked away and back at the keyboard. I knew he was attractive since the moment he walked into Benny's, but him having kissed me the way he did had me thinking too many impure thoughts.

"Do that again." He said, his voice was strong.

I began playing the song again in its original key, "No, no, in the key you were playing it." He said and I took a deep breath starting over.

He began singing, and stopped, looking over at me, "Sing Townes. Sing it with me come on."

I nodded and as I played and began singing, he did too, staying in his normal key, "We don't talk enough, we should open up, before it's all too much, will we ever learn, we've been here before it just what we know."

He smiled rubbing his chin and looking over at me, "You got my brain working. We will have to try that with the band. You'll obviously have to play it in the right key, but singing where you just sang it now. Sarah can maybe take the middle with some 'ahhhs' or singing with us."

He smiled and I felt immense relief when he didn't look away, "Whatever you say, you're the star anyway, we just make you sound better." I teased a little and he chuckled.

I opened my mouth to say something but closed it as I could hear more people making their way down the hall. He held my gaze until Pauli walked in, turning to greet him.

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Rehearsal went by smoothly, and working through "Sign of the Times" meant Harry was very vocal with me. It helped that we had Sarah as a buffer for a lot of it.

The song with the changes we made sounded even better with the entire band. I just knew his fans would eat up the note changes he also personally made for himself.

We began packing up for the day, and I squatted down to make sure my wires weren't all tangled under the keyboard. I saw his black trainers and I peeked up at him through my lashes. I bit my lip and stood up, pushing my hair behind my ear.

"Hey." I said softly.

"Hey, uh, you busy today? Any plans?" He said and I shook my head.

"Nope. Was probably going to curl up in bed, order room service." I smiled.

"How about a homemade meal?" He smiled small and I shrugged.

"I'm never one to turn down food, so, sure."

"Perfect, my mum's making shepherd's pie, with impossible meat, but I swear it tastes the same, especially the way she makes it." He smiled and I couldn't help but laugh a bit.

"So that's what a kiss gets me huh? The silent treatment and meeting mom?" I raised a playful eyebrow at him and he opened his mouth to speak, closing it quickly. He pinched his lower lip, struggling to find his words and I couldn't help but laugh more.

I placed my hand on his chest and shoved him back gently, "I'm just messing with you, Harry." I reached down and picked up my purse, "Would I be me if I didn't?"