Her Highness h.s

Chapter 10 (Music to my soul)

I drove to Caroline's and took the rest of my stuff. I changed into my normal clothes, while she was explaining everything she did yesterday. I finally managed to get out and head to home.

The whole drive was mentally driving me crazy. My head was pounding like hell, from yesterday's happenings.

Fucking Zayn, I'm gonna kill him.

After explaining to Mary about our fun evening at cinemas with Caroline, which wasn't true, but I can't tell her the real story. She said that the calls was to inform me that my parents are coming home today. Who calls 20 times to inform just that. And my parents, they were supposed to come home on monday. Well, whatever.

I spent the whole weekend at home, my parents supervising me and telling me what's is wrong and what is right thing to do, if they only knew that I woke up from Harry's home, they'd probably bury me alive.

I think as much as I love them, I like it better when they're not here. That's how it's been since I was a kid. Sadly, bussiness has always been their first priority.

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Finally it was monday, and I started to make my way to school. I haven't heard from Jess, since thursday. I really hate it when she's in relationship, because she forgets that she once used to have bestfriend named Lilly. I haven't told her about friday, because Harry told me not to. I wonder what was the motive behind it. Why didn't he want Jess to find out?

Speaking of the devil, there he was, standing next to Jess, holding her hand and talking to her. They were leaning on the wall next to lockers. Harry touched her hair playfully, as he did that something in my stomach cringed.

I just ignored the feeling.

I walk past them hoping that they won't see me. I felt stupid because they didn't even seem to notice anyone around them and here I was, hoping that they wouldn't acknowledge my presence.

My first class starts at 9.00 a.m and it's already 9.05, so I began to run as fast as I can. I was often late and I was running out of excuses why I was late.

The classroom was too quite and the door was slightly open. It's strange because music classes were never quiet.

I open the door and explore the room. There's no one in the room. Great, just great. I remembered that the semester has changed and so has my timetable.

I don't even bother to look in what class I should really be. I just sit by the piano and start playing it.

I used to take piano classes when I was younger and the skill is still there.

I play the melody and move my head along. It's something I do automatically. I loved playing piano and everything that involves music. Music was kinda like, my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and forget everything at least, for a while.

As I finish, I take a deep breathe and stare at the ceiling. But an applause coming from the door, frightens me. A panic makes it way to my head within seconds. I have never played in front of anyone, because it makes me nervous and I start to feel obnoxious.

I turn around slowly to find out who was behind the applause.

It's Harry, staring right at me with his jade colored eyes, licking his plump lips.

He doesn't say a word, he takes a chair and brings it next to me. His shoulder touches me slightly when he sits and I feel something fluttering in my stomach.

" Stevie Wonder, huh?" I nod letting him know that he was right. I was playing Stevie Wonders song, Isn't she lovely, right before I knew he was here. Not many our age listens or knows classic old songs.

" How did you recognize it? I thought you'd be listening to someone like Justin Bieber" I tease him. Knowing that it's not true.

" Actually" he starts, flashing me a crooked smile. " This was the exact song, I wanted to perform in X-factor UK, but I overslept and I missed the audition day. And I never got another chance, because we moved to here." That was far from what I expected him to answer. I can't imagine him singing, especially these kind of songs. That's when I got an idea.

" If I play it again, will you sing it now?" He hesitated a little at first, but when I looked at him, something changed in his eyes, they were even brighter than before.

"Okay, and if I'm good at singing, you have to hug me." He challenged me. I nod without using any word and started playing the song.

When he opened his mouth, all I could do was stare at him and play the song.

His lips shined because he had just licked them right before he started to sing and oh, how they verbalized when he sang. I've seen good singers before, but nothing like this.

I'm not a very deep person, but when it comes to him, it seems like, he awakens the deep thoughts of mine that I didn't even know existed in me.

He flipped his hair and pushed them back with his other hand and look at me while he sang the last sentence.

" Isn't she lovely, made from love....."

I had a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. There was no water around us, but I was drowning.