Chapter 2

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Harry wakes up at his usual time, stretches and heads for the bathroom connected to his room, while going through his normal morning routine his mind starts to wonder to the beautiful girl he saw Saturday night. She was new in town or he would know who she was. He could have just called Tyler and asked him what he knew, she was sitting with his twin sister and aunt, but he wanted the thrill in hearing her saying her name. For some reason he had this feeling her voice was going to be something that was going to make him want to write sappy songs. Hell who was he kidding, he already was wanting to do that. When she looked up at him and her eyes connected with his the color of her eyes shocked him almost speechless. It was a good thing he knew the song he was singing so well or that could have been one of the first times he ever fumbled the words during a live gig. He wasn't that close to her but her eyes, at the time were focused on his, were the most amazing smokey gray color he had ever seen. No one he knew had eyes that color, they were unique, like her beauty was.
Her hair was long, kind of a honey blonde color with soft curls that framed her gorgeous face. Harry was so deep in thought he didn't hear his mom, Anne, knock on his door.

"Harry, you decent?" Anne asks holding her hand over her eyes, slowly stepping in her sons room.

Harry laughs at the sight of his mom, he loves her so much, that's the thing people in this town didnt know about him. They call him the "bad boy" but he's really not. He just keeps to himself, keeps the people he trusts close. The rest he will talk to, be nice if he has to, but whatever, he can live without them it's no big deal. Only his closest friends know the real him, only they know he lives in a huge home with more rooms than two people could ever use in one lifetime. "Mom, I have clothes on, you can uncover your eyes." Harry says walking up to her, giving her a hug. "What are you doing up so early? I didn't hear you come in last night." He says.

"I wanted to see you before you left for school. I hate being gone, you know that." Anne smiled. "Plus I wanted to tell you that Robin loved your new music. He wanted me to tell you that if you're determined to wait until after you graduate to make that recording that he will be more than happy to sign you to his label, well our label." She adds.

Harry smiles. "That's great. And mom, this is my last year of school, I don't want to spend it in the studio singing and worrying on weather I'll graduate or not, a few more months of waiting won't make or break my career. Plus I'll have time to write more songs." He says.

"Well I'm proud of you for putting school first, most kids your age wouldn't do that, but then most kids aren't as mature as you are." Anne says heading for the door. "I'll let you finish getting ready for school. Martha made you some pancakes so hurry up."

Harry nods and grabs his shirt to put it on, he took a little more care in what he looked liked today hoping a tiny, blonde new girl will be impressed with what she sees and gives him a chance and will be willing to talk to him. The only problem was most girls liked his bad boy rep, but when they found out he was really just a nerd on the inside they all instantly turned to his best friend Louis Tomlinson. Not that he blamed them, hell Louis was everything he wasn't, funny, outgoing and he could sing too, girls seemed to find him good looking, he had enough fighting for his attention. It was down right embarrassing at times, this was only the second week of school, their senior year, and already they had tons of girls following them down the hallways trying to get his attention, but he's just shrugs it off. Louis is a lot like Harry, thinking the girls in this town is inmature, he was currently dating a college freshman in the next town over.

Harry finishes his breakfast, kisses his mom's cheek and heads for the door. "Oh, Harry, I may have to go out of town again this weekend. Robin said there was someone he wanted us to audition in Florida. I'll let you know if I do have to go."

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