Heart Beat { A Harry Styles Fanfiction}

The Interview

"So," Zayn asked me " what makes singing your passion?"

Damn this was easy.

I smiled and said "You could ask the same thing to a painter about his passion for painting, even he would have a hard time answering. It's that adrenaline pulse you get before you sing to a live audience or anybody, the way the lyrics seem on paper and you bringing it to life. It's just so beautiful" I said smiling wide. And everything I said to Zayn was true. Singing was always there for me. Even a small little hum would bring that even peace into my heart.

I noticed Zayn smiling, "You seem really into it. Are you sure you'll be dedicated?" he says carefully.

"I am, very. Singing is a life long passion, it's been that little piece inside of me thaf keeps the strings attached. We all have that, something we keep most to our hearts" I say confidently.

Zayn's POV

I could see how much Florence wanted this. A chance with Columbia Records would open immense oppurtunities if they were good. I didn't want any crack pot junkie wasting my time. But Flo, she was different. The way her eyes sparkle when she talks, it isn't normal. You could see she lives and breathes songs, lyrics. How she carefully puts each word to properly explain her love.

"I've decided you are an excellent candidate to be shown through Columbia" her face lightens up " but could I hear you sing first?"

Florence's POV

"but could I hear you sing first?" I nodded even though I was scared as hell. It was different from when I was singing with Harry. Harry. Suddenly he comes back i to my mind. I mentally curse myself for letting him, now I'm not focused!

"Is something wrong?" Zayn asks with worry on his face.

I nod, "Just trying to find a perfect song" He laughs and motions me to go ahead. I breath in and sing,

And they say she's in the class A-team stuck in her daydream,

been this way since 18,

but lately, her face seems

slowly sinking, wasted,

crumbling to pieces.

I drag the end in a high vocal. I open my eyes to see a shocked Zayn. "Ah, you've done it! There goes your chance to get that record." I said gloomily to myself.

Suddenly, he starts clapping. He's smiling!

"That was perfect, Florence. Now do yoy have a pen? Cause it seems you, my dear have a contract to sign."

*a/n* dun dun dunnn! so flo gets the contract yayy! do any of my readers have some plot suggestions on how they'd like this story to go? Heartbeat reached its first 100! Maybe 150/135 reads before I update, that seem fair? c: guys please vote! Vote vote vote vote!!

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ily- lea :33 // sorry if lyrics are wrong//