Harry Styles's Lost Princess- Book 1 (A One Direction Fanfic)

Memories and Shock- Chapter 13 Part 1

Memories and Shock- Chapter 13 Part 1

Ariel's POV:

I'm confused about everything. I'm confused as to why Harry did what he did. I'm confused as to what that dream from my panic attack meant. I'm confused as to why I'm out here on top of the tour bus while everyone else is asleep.

That's right; I'm so confused about everything that I'm sitting on top of the bus at 2 A.M. while everyone else is asleep so they won't have to worry about the moving bus in 6 hours. I found these ladders in the game room. They were hidden behind a curtain. I guess no one knew about this. I brought Star up with me strapped onto my back. In my bag, I stuffed my Converse box and songbook into it. So far the only thing I've managed to do is write down the song I came up with earlier. I've been mindlessly just strumming Star while thinking. I'm not cold if you're wondering. I'm wearing my white Jack Wills hoodie with my Batgirl pajama bottoms and my white converse.

I let out a groan and stuffed my face in my hands. How can I feel so much right now?! Argh! I decided to just sing a random song. I started strumming Star and came across the perfect song. I started singing like I usually did.

Part of Your World

Look at this stuff

Isn't it neat?

Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?

Wouldn't you think I'm the girl

The girl who has everything?

Look at this trove

Treasures untold

How many wonders can one cavern hold?

Looking around here you think

Sure, she's got everything

I've got gadgets and gizmos a-plenty

I've got whozits and whatzits galore

You want thingamabobs?

I've got twenty!

But who cares?

No big deal

I want more

I wanna be where the people are

I wanna see, wanna see them dancin'

Walking around on those - what do you call 'em?

Oh - feet!

Flippin' your fins, you don't get too far

Legs are required for jumping, dancing

Strolling along down a - what's that word again?

Street

Up where they walk, up where they run

Up where they stay all day in the sun

Wanderin' free - wish I could be

Part of that world

What would I give if I could live out of these waters?

What would I pay to spend a day warm on the sand?

Bet'cha on land they understand

That they don't reprimand their daughters

Proper women sick of swimmin'

Ready to stand

And ready to know what the people know