The story begin..
Today I feel like the worst day of my life! I curl up into a ball at a corner of my room and cry. Tears streaming down my face like waterfall. All I can hear now is myself crying alone in my room. It's really hurt me.
People think me that I'm a bad person,they think I'm a womanizer, they think that I like to go out and fuck old woman,they think I like to flirt and go clubbing but I AM NOT!
I just like to be around my mom's friends when I'm working at the bakery. I love to help them doing things but people find it in wrong way! They also don't want to be friend with me.
When I try to wipe away my tear a soft melody comes to my head. It's like calling my name. It also sounds like a female voice.
I turn my head up and look around my room but there's no one. I take a look outside of my room and also empty. Then I hear the voice again.
"Who's there?" I ask out.
The voice call my name again. I'm freaking out.
" Please god. I'm not old yet to become crazy!" I cry loudly.
"Calm down Harry.You can hear me?" A soft voice says.
"Yeah. Who am I talking to right now?" I ask the voice kinda shock.
"Oh. It's a surprise to me. I'm your angel." The voice replies.
"What? Please don't kidding me-" I say and the voice stops me.
"Yes. I'm your angel Harry. I always watching you. You're broke and alone and I'm here to company you."
"But why I can't see you?" I say.
No answer.
"Hey Angel!" I call her out.
"Come on Harry. Let's go outside." I follow the voice to my balcony of my room.
I don't know it's already evening.
"Look up to the sky" I turn my head up and see a beautiful scenery.
The sky turn into beautiful pinkish colour and I also can see a blury sight of the moon.
From that evening, I finish my time talking to that voice. She's funny too. I also crack up some jokes which she also likes it. We talking about my past where she was also there too watching me. Kinda freak but she made my day.
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*next day at Harry's school*
After putting a full concentration on my studies and ignore all the haters. The school's bell rings and I go straight to my car after packing my things. As I start the engine of my car..
"Harry!" A cheer voice calling my name.
I look around and didn't see anyone calling my name. Then,I think for awhile and recognize the voice. It's a familiar voice to me.
"Angel?"
"No. I'm not. I'm your car."
"Hey Angel. You're freaking me out! I know it's you." I chuckle. The voice chuckles too. I can feel the voice is at the backseat of my car at the back of my head.
"Oh yeah. I've something to show you when I get home. I hope you'll like it." I say grinning.
I speed my car to my house and climb the stairs to my room. I put down by bag.
"So here we go" I say.
"What you want to show to me,Harry?"
"Let's go out side" I say grabbing my guitar.
I sit on a chair and take a deep breath to remember the lyric and start strumming the guitar. I look up to the sky and sing it in an acoustic version.
Hey angel...
Do you know the reasons why?
We look up to the sky?
Hey angel...
Do you look at us and laugh
When we hold on to the past?
Hey angel...
Oh I wish I could be more like you
Do you wish you could be more like me?
Oh I wish I could be more like you
Do you wish you could be more like me?
Hey angel
Tell me, do you ever try
To come to the other side?
Hey angel
Tell me, do you ever cry
When we waste away our lives?
Oh I wish I could be more like you
Do you wish you could be more like me?
Oh I wish I could be more like you
Oh I wish I could me more
I could be more, I could be more
Yeah I see you at the bar
At the edge of my bed
Backseat of my car
In the back of my head
I come alive when I hear your voice
It's a beautiful sound
It's a beautiful noise
Yeah I see you at the bar, at the edge of my bed
Backseat of my car
In the back of my head
I come alive when I hear your voice
It's a beautiful sound, it's a beautiful noise
Hey angel
Hey angel
Do you look up to the sky?
Do you look up to the sky?
Oh I wish I could be more like you
Do you wish you could be more like me?
Oh I wish I could be more like you
Do you wish you could be more like me?
Hey angel...
Hey angel...
I smile to myself.
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MADE IN THE A.M.
NezařaditelnéConsist imagines or short story for each song from the fifth album by One Direction band Made In The A.M. This book is especially for Directioners. This book is really enjoying and I hope you'll like it. [Not base on the true story]
