Pinky Promise *ON HOLD*

Chapter 3

Until now, I haven't written any Author's Notes at the beginning or end of my stories. I never really knew what to say, but I figured 'Oh, well I can just be myself' so starting now I'm going to be writing Author's Notes at the beginning and the end of each of my stories. 

I haven't been getting any reads(probably because my fanfic sucks) but this is my very first fanfic ever and I'm trying my best. If you're reading my fanfic, thank you so, so, so much because I really have no clue how I'm doing with my story. 

Well, here we go!

 

 

 

Harry's POV(first POV change)

 

 

I wonder if she'll like our little 'date'. I wasn't thinking at all when I asked her. My mouth identifies me as  flirt, but my heart doesn't. I don't know her at all, and I'm already crushing on her! I don't know what my brain is thinking, but it better come up with a good plan on impressing Katrina because I don't wanna scare her away.

"So what's it like? You know, being famous and all?"

"It's something alright. It's amazing though, being able to do what you love for people who adore you. I never thought I'd make it to this point." Wow, I'm starting to sound like Zayn, all deep and stuff.

"Yeah, I used to love singing but I realized that I would never be famous, so I just stopped all together." she stared at the ground for a little bit.

"You used to love singing? How about you sing a song for me?" I was suddenly interested in hearing her voice.

"No...I don't really wanna..."

"Pwease????"

She sighs, "Fine. What do you want me to sing?"

"Do you know our song 'More Than This'?" I ask her, excited to hear her sing.

"Yeah." she takes a deep breathe, "I haven't sung for a while now so I'll probably sound like crap."

She clears her throat and begins to sing.

When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight, it just won't feel right

Cause I can love you more than this, yeah.

When he lays you down I might just die inside, it just don't feel right

Cause I can love you more than this, can love you more than this.

I must've looked like an idiot staring at her because she avoided my eyes and said, "U-umm..."

"You were, you were..." I couldn't form the right words to describe her singing. It was just so amazing!

"Yeah I know. I told you I suck! Can we go back to the house please?"

"No!"

"What?" by the way she cocked her head to the side, I could tell that she was confused.

"Your voice is amazing! YOU are amazing! I can't believe Niall's never told me about this before!" I grab her wrist and twirl her around until she's dizzy and she falls into my arms. "You're beautiful." I stare into her eyes, "I mean, uhh... your singing! Your singing is beautiful! Yeah..."

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I really do like Katrina. She's...well, beautiful and boy can she sing! 

"Katrina, you have GOT to sing for the other boys. They'll love it!"

"Umm, okay?"

Just then a blinding light flashes in our eyes. 

"Fuck!" I mutter under my breathe. It's the paprazzi. I start running back to the house with Katrina still in my arms. 

"I can run. I have legs of my own, you know."

I laugh, but keep running. I'm not taking the chances. Well, I was really worried about how this little 'date' would turn out in the beginning, but it looks like I've got myself a crush.

 

 

Okay guys, so I didn't really try hard on this chapter because I'm just really tired right now. But if you liked it please vote so I can write the next chapter. And this is still the beginning of the story, so if anyone would like to be in it, please comment what you want your name to be and a little bit about yourself. Thanks again for reading! :)