You woke up to see that the side next to you is empty.
You rub your sleepy eyes and look at the clock.
3 AM.
Where is he?
You put on your slippers and walk down the stairs to find Harry sitting on the couch with his guitar in his hands.
"Harry? What are you doing up so late?" You yawned.
"I'm sorry babe did I wake you? I couldnt sleep so i just started playing and an idea for a song came up"
"Can I hear it? You suddenly became more awake.
You were so excited that he was writing. He loved to write but he never had enough inspiration to fully write one. In the past he showed you a couple lyrics he had come up with but he never got around to finishing the song.
"I guess so but im warning you its not very good." he moves over on the couch to make room for you.
"Dont be ridiculous Im sure its great' you said truly believing every word.
You knew he could write. He just needed to focus enough and find a good topic to write about. You had faith in him.
He started to softly strum a beautiful melody.
You watched as his hand moved to switch from chord to chord closely examing the way his fingers moved on the guitar. For barely playing guitar he was pretty good at it.
Now you were standing there right in front of me. I hold on scared and harder to breathe. All of a suden these lights are blinding me I never noticed how bright they would be.
You closed your eyes truly taking in the lyrics. They were deep and meaningful and his voice sounded perfect .He made it seem like three am was merely a segment from the afternoon. The bags under his eyes show he is exhausted but his voice is flawless.
I saw in the corner there was a photograph. No doubt in my mind its a picture of you. It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass. This bed was never made for two.
You looked back and forth at the guitar and his concentrated face. He was full of so much passion. He got so into it and you were so happy to see him working so hard.
I'll keep my eyes wide open. I'll keep my arms wide open. Dont let me. Dont let me. Dont let me go.
You couldnt help yourself as the tears began to spill. The sound of the guitar came to an end and you felt hands on your cheeks wiping away the stray tears.
"Babe."
He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his warmth.
"Harry that was so beautiful." You say pulling away and looking into his eyes.
It really was such a beautiful song.
"I wrote it about you."he admits looking away from you.
This made you cry even harder. Knowing he wrote a song for you made your heart swell up.
You placed your hand on his face and turned so he looked you in the eyes.
"Harry its so beautiful. You are so amazingly talented. I love you so much." You say kissing him slowly.
"Thank you babe. I love you."he smiles pushing your hair back and kissing you once more.
"Now lets go to bed because Im tired of sleeping alone."You stand up from the couch
"Wait a second" he says reaching for his journal and writing down a couple things.
"Harry?"
He stared at the ceiling for a bit almost like he was calculating something. He mouthed a couple things and then wrote something else in his journal.
Dont let me. Dont let me go. Cause Im tired of sleeping alone .He sang.
"I better get credit for that" you laughed and he got up and kissed your cheek.
"How bout I'll end the song like that so everyone will be amazed at how talented my girlfriend is."He smiled and grabbed your hand to walk you back to the bedroom.
"As long as my name is mentioned somewhere I'll be good" you joked and climed into bed.
"But Harry honestly that song is amazing."
"It just came to me. I guess you're my inspiration. I know sometimes we have our problems but I dont want you to let me go.You're my everything. " He smiled grabbing you and pulling you under the covers.
"No harry you are my everything and I will never let you go because you're too warm." He laughed and kissed your head noticing how tired you were. You cuddle into him closer feeling his warmth surround you and your eyes becoming heavy.
You pecked him once more and fell asleep quickly to him humming the song over and over again.
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