"Waking up besides you I'm a loaded gun I JUST CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE IM ALL YOURS IVE GOT NO CONTROL, NO CONTROOOL POWERLESS AND I DONT CARE ITS OBVI-" you sing, stopping hearing suppressed laughed. You turn to the doorway to see your boyfriend, Harry, laughing at you.
"Aww Naya, that was- cute." He says giggling.
"Oh shut up Harry." You say, trying to hide your blush.
"You know what the best part of that was?" Harry teased.
"What?" You asked.
"You're actually a very good singer. You should sing more." Harry said seriously.
"Harry don't make me laugh." You said.
"I'm serious! I'm also serious when I tell you I recorded the whole thing." He smirked. "And now to send it to Instagram."
"Harry noooo." You yelled, chasing after him.
You chased him and tackled him, pinning him to the ground, but just when you went to reach for the phone Harry said,"And sent." smirking.
