Chapter 20.
WE'RE AT CHAPTER 20!!! HOW DID THAT HAPEN!!???
Harrys pov.
I've been sitting here for over an hour trying to think of anything to write.
I've decided to start on the song I'm writing for Zoe. But every time I think I've got something I place the pen on the paper and no ink transforms.
I need something that will mean something. I don't want some rubbish little song about how I love the way we spend time together. Or that I love her so much.
I want to tell her how I love her. I want to tell her all the little thing that I love.
Oh my god!
I've got it!
*Zoe's pov*
Living on you're own is so boring! Marcel is in France! France, lucky for some. He's going on a trip to visit museums with the doctor who fan club. As much as I love France and doctor who I wouldn't actually fancy going around with bigger geeks than me looking at museums. And I asked Harry if he wanted to hang out but he said he's going out in his motor bike for a ride, so I had disagreed with that. I will never like that motor bike.
Walking is the best thing to do when you're bored. Or the last option, I've done everything else.
Walking down allays aren't to fun though. Especially when you bump into people.
"Ouch sorry." I mutter.
"Ah it's alright, are you okay?" the unknown person says. Well he's a guy I know that.
I look up to find a tall but not as tall as Harry maybe taller than Louis. He's got a buzz cut which makes him look quite scary but his voice says differently. He's also it a scar across his face with a sly smile.
"Yeah fine."
"I'm Mark." He says stretching his hand out to shake mine. Wait is this the mark that 'wants' me? nah it couldn't be right?
I don't shake his hand so he returns it back to his side.
"I've not seen you around?" I ask wanting to know if it's him or not.
"Well I just moved back here by the sounds of things you're American."
"Yeah." I stutter. Shit it's him. He knows who I am. What to do? what to do?
"So how long have you lived here for?" he asks.
"Sorry I gotta go." I say fast taking out my phone.
"Not so fast babe, why the rush?"
*Harrys pov*
I've got quite a bit done. I start strumming my guitar but my mum walks in.
"Yes?"
"What you doing?" she asks smiling. Got sake why does she always smile?
"Nothing?" I ask more than answer.
"Hm sure. Well I know you're writing a song. Is it for Zoe?" she smiles even bigger.
"Mum go away!"
"Aw my baby boy is growing up!"
"I grew up a long time ago. You just weren't here to see!"
She looked taken back by that. Crap. Her smile has completely gone.
"Look I'm sorry it's just I've been stuck in this room all day trying to write this song and I've finally got it and its crap."
"That okay son. I know how teenage boys are. And If I could change the past I would but I can't." She says sitting down next to me in my bed. "Can I hear it?" she asks.
"What?"
"Well if you sing what you've got I can give you feed back. Tell you if it's good or not?" She had got a fair point.
"Fineeee."
She does a little dance then waits for me to start.
I pick up my guitar and strum the first cord. Then sing.
"Your hand fits in mine like its made just for me. Bare this in mind it was meant to be.
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your checks and it all makes sense to me.
I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile. You've never lived your stomach or your thighs.
The dimples in your Back at the bottom of your spine, but I love them endlessly.
Cause I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth. Cause it's you oh it's you, it's you they add up to."
"And that all I've got." I say looking up at my mum.
"Wait why are you crying?" I ask.
'Oh my baby harry!" she says hugging me for dear life. "She's a lucky one ill tell you that."
"You really think so?"
"Yes. After you've just wrote that. Oh my son. I love you!"
"Love you to mum."
*Zoe's pov*
"I have to go home."
"What if I take you back?"
"I don't think so. I don't even know you." I say then Turning round to walk away.
"Then take the time to get to know me. Zoe." Crap he does know who I am. Right I need to go home now.
"I didn't tell you my name."
"Yeah well I guessed it. Look I got it right. Yeyy." He tries to cover It up.
"Bye Mark."
As I walk away I think he knows I know because he shouts something before going in his car then driving away.
"They always those me over him. You're next." That sent shivers down my spin. I can't move.
It's like my feet are stuck in mud and I can't get out.
I do the only thing that comes to my head. Phone Harry.
"Harry?"
"What's wrong? are you okay?" he asks worried already just by the sound of my voice.
"Please come and get me. In you're car?"
"Yeah sure. where are you? are you okay?" he asks frantically.
"Yeah ill explain everything once you get here. I'm at the allay way in Nelson street."
"Okay stay where you are."
"Okay." I whisper then hang up.
I just hope he's not going to be mad and be reassuring right now.
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A/N: hey guys! updated.
So only one person actually guessed the song right.
So shout out to: Harrys_angel98. She it it right. It was little things.
Omfg midnight memories music video. ASDFGHJKL.
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