Chapter 11

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Natalie's POV 

Come on, Nat! It's the last chord. I tried playing it again. "Fuck it." I cursed under my breath. It didn't sound right or at least the way it should. My fingers are worn out and tomorrow's the performance. I decided to just play from the beginning of the song and ace it first rather than just ranting on this last stupid chord.

I put my left fingers on the strings and start playing it. It sounds better of course than the last chord. Alright Nat, here comes the last chord. Just play it like you knew it. "Eeek!" the cello groaned. "DAMN IT, NAT!" I screamed.

A bottle of soda came up rolling in the hall.

Zayn's POV 

I panic at the sight of the bottle. The plastic decided to give its way out of the blue. I have been watching Natalie playing it gracefully behind the doors of the hall. I watched her picking up the bottle as she had the puzzled look on her face.

Please don't walk here, please don't walk here, please don't walk here! I crossed my fingers while closing my eyes tightly.

"Err Zayn?" I opened my eyes to see a beautiful pair of eyes looking at me.

"Hey! Natalie! I was just checking out this place and I saw the poster downstairs and yeah.. I end up here." I sound stupid. "That's nice to-" I cut her off and compliment her, "You played really really good. I mean I couldn't imagine anyone else playing it better." She blushed while giggling. "Thank you for the lovely compliment but I still couldn't pull off the end. I suck at this."

Natalie's POV 

"No, you don't. If you tell yourself you can do it, you'll pull it off definetly." He said while pulling a smile. "You sound like you've played an instrument before." I giggled while entering the hall.

He followed closely behind and said, "Well as a matter of fact, I do." I turned around to face him with an impressed look, "Really? What do you play?"

Zayn's POV 

She looked really impressed when I said I can play an instrument. I think of a instrument that will probably impress her more. "I play the piano." Never would I have thought that I'll be embarrassed in my whole entire life.

"Really? Show me!" She squealed and pull me towards a piano. I didn't realise it when I entered the hall. "No no! I mean I suck at this shit totally." I made up a story. "Aw, don't be so humble about it. I've always wanted to play the piano but well, my fingers suits better with the cello." she patted the space beside her after taking a seat. I took a seat beside her.

This is the end of my life.

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