save my heart (larry stylinson)

Chapter 6: Life is surprising by what makes us happy

CHAPTER 6:

"Harry!" Clair's small voice exclaimed. Harry smiled at her, her small boney arms extended around his long never ending torso.

"Clairbear! how ya been?" Harry asked lightly, truly interested in the girls previous life Events.

"Good! I got a kimo therapy, so I felt a little sick the past few days but I'm increasing they told me! they said I'm getting better!" The young girl happily milled on.

Though Harry wished to believe the idea she was getting better something made him think that the doctors weren't telling her something. ignoring that inconsiderate thought, he continued on with his hour with the blue eyed girl.

"Can we play piano?" She asked randomly.

"Sure" Harry answered, picking up the immensely light 7 year old and carrying her on his back to the old piano that was tucked into the back corner of the room.

"What's your favorite song to play on the piano?" Clair asked wistfully. Staring at the keys longingly.

"That's hard, I haven't really played that long so I couldn't tell you" Harry replied, mind wondering about all the songs he's encountered

"Well, I've heard of this one song. It has my name in it, I think it's really pretty" she thought aloud. A dim glisten in her blue irises.

"Is it 'Clair De Lune?'" Harry hopefully asked, maybe it would be, then he could play it.

"I think so"

Harry smiled "I can play that" he glowed.

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"Alright Louis! Your next check up will be, February 12th! Have a nice day" The sickly nice nurse smiled at him. He smiled back, though it was more of a grimace.

Walking down the hall, Louis heard a noise, that strangely sounded like the song Harry played just the other day.

Sneakily turning a corner, Louis peered into a door in the 'Youth' section of the building.

And none the less there sat Harry with the girl from the signing.

His hands moved from one side to another gliding with a intriguing smoothness to their touches.

Harry grabbed the tiny girls hand, setting his large masculine ones on top of her bony small one. he lightly pressed her fingers around, playing some of the opening notes.

"No, it's c# not fb" Louis heard Harry chuckle.

"Sorry" the young girl had squeaked back.

Louis was very perplexed. The only side of Harry he had ever seen was secluded, kept to himself and empty.

"Now try it by yourself" Harry removed his hand from his former spot on hers.

"No! It'll sound horrible" She shook her head repeatedly.

"No you won't!" Harry laughed, a beautiful melodic deep sound that made Louis' heart stop.

"I'd rather dance to it" She pondered aloud. Harry smiled her.

Oh, those dimples. Louis felt faint in the head. He didn't know Harry had dimples. But it sure was a lovely discovery.

"Come on, I wanna take you to a real studio" Harry helped the fragile girl over the piano bench and started walking along the hard white floor, the girls hand in his. Louis heart was feeling warm and comforting, but it soon diverted as he realized, they were coming his way. He swiftly stepped behind a cart of who knows what chemicals. They walked down the other hallway.