Truly, Madly, Deeply

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I was busy in my room Friday morning, just strumming away at my guitar and humming some lyrics that could make a new song. I stopped playing for a moment and wrote the lyrics down because to me it sounded pretty good. I heard a giant thud on the floor and was startled so much I threw my book across the room. I put my hand over my chest and looked over at Harry who had tripped onto the floor. Once I was aware it was him I started laughing harder than I expected to.

"Harry? what are you doing in my bedroom?"

"I didn't know what time you wanted to hang out, Liam let me in before he left."

"Interesting."

"What?"

"He was really hesitant for you to be over here."

"Oh. Protective brother?"

"Just a little bit."

"What was that song you were playing?"

"Oh that, I was just bored, and I play the guitar, so I write songs hopefully one day that a boy band or amazing artists will sing them." I blushed and hid some papers with songs on them. " It's nothing. "

"It sounded really nice. I didn't know you were a singer."

"I'm not, it's just a hobby."

He went to go pick up my book I had just thrown across the room. He flipped through the pages and began to smile. I had that book ever since I was a little girl, most of the songs in there don't make sense. He flipped through the beginning again and started chuckling.

"You have a lot of songs about puppies in here."

I gasped and took the book away from him blushing. "Oh my god. I wrote those when I was like five. They're dumb."

He smiled back at me. " I'm sure they're kind of cute. Puppies are adorable."

"I make songs all the time, Liam thinks I should be the one going for X-factor. But in reality, he should be, and he is."

"Damn. I totally forgot he auditioned when he was fourteen."

"Yeah but he's better than me, and that's totally fine with me because I don't plan on auditioning."

"I thought about auditioning for a while."

"Why don't you?"

"I'm scared to. I'm actually in a band, but I don't think I'm good enough."

"You never know unless you try. Maybe talking to your family would help? You can always audition for me."

"Maybe you're right. Thanks."

"No problem."

Harry bit his lip before speaking. "Quick Question."

"Yeah?"

"Would you go on a date with me."

"A date?"

"Yeah. Just a date."

"When?"

"Right now."

"You want to take me on a date right now?"

"Yes, I do. I really like you."

"Of course. Under one condition."

"And that would be?"

"You sing for me."

"Um, You want me to sing to you?"

"Mhm." I nodded.