Hey hey! Percy here! I just wanted to let you know, this fan fic is only gonna be like, 13-15 chapters long, unless I feel like going over 15 OR I get more than 10 comments saying, 'Make it longer!' or something like that. Anyways, enjoy this chapter :) Happy friday :) ~Percy
                              Harry's POV
                              After the interview, we went back to the house and I, of course, went to my room.
                              I sat at the piano as a few tears rolled down my cheek.
                              Percy always uses the piano in every song she sings.
                              Well most of them.
                              She was a singer, like me, but not in a band. She was a solo artist as Simon likes to call them.
                              Ever since we were young, we loved to sing and everything.
                              We were the bestest of friend. I never thought I would fall for her.
                              But, obviously,
                              I did.
                              We were partners in crime.
                              We were un-defeated.
                              Until she left.
                              I wrote thousands of songs that night and stuff.
                              I refuse to admit it, only the boys and girls know but,
                              I was a few days away from proposing to her.
                              Yeah, Yeah, go ahead say it.
                              We're to young, we 'don't know what love is', blah blah blah.
                              Point is,
                              I miss her.
                              I remember the day I knew I loved her.
                              Year '09
                              I layed on the beach with my closetest friend, Percy.
                              We were telling stupid pointless jokes and such.
                              When I happened to see a shooting star.
                              "Look!" I say pointing to the falling star.
                              Her vibrant blue eyes darted to the star.
                              She smiled.
                              "Make a wish." She said.
                              "I wish, that I'll win tomorrows basketball game." She whispered.
                              She yawned and instently fell asleep in my arms.
                              I smiled.
                              "I wish you'd feel the same way about me as I do to you." I whispered kissing her forehead and falling asleep on the beach.
                              Normal time*
                              I smiled at the picture of me and her on the beach that very day.
                              I sigh.
                              Sometimes I wish I could go back in time to not feel that way about her.
                              Or just to have her in my arms.
                              And NOT in his.
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              
                                           
                                               
                                                  