The Baby Project {Harry Styles AU}

9. First Dance

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I looked at Harry stunned as gasps and stares emitted from the crowd of students. I felt the blush creep onto my face as Melanie squeezed my arm, smiling at me. 

I looked back up at Harry, him looking slightly down at me as Louis started playing the keyboard and the rest joining in when Harry started to sing.

Now you were standing there right in front of me,

I hold on, it's getting harder to breathe,

All of a sudden these lights are blinding me,

I never noticed how bright they would be.

I saw in the corner there is a photograph,

No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you,

It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass,

This bed was never made for two.

Harry's light green hue of eyes seemed to be peering into my soul, I can see much adoration in his eyes and face right now it is unreal.

I'll keep my eyes wide open,

I'll keep my arms wide open.

Don't let me,

Don't let me,

Don't let me ,go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone.

Don't let me,

Don't let me,

Don't let me ,go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone.

He poured his heart and soul into that chorus, making me want to go up there and kiss his perfectly plump lips.

Did I just think that?

I promised one day that I'd bring you back a star,

I caught one and it burned a hole in my hand, oh,

Seems like these days I watch you from afar,

Just trying to make you understand,

I'll keep my eyes wide open, yeah.

Don't let me

Don't let me

Don't let me go

'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me

Don't let me go

He sang the chorus two more times, singing it once more as the song slowed down, but it was a bit different. Instead of "feeling alone" he said "sleeping alone".

When the song ended the crowd erupted in claps and whistles, Harry then leaned up to the microphone and began speaking.

"I would really love it if you forgave me Kiah, I'm sorry," with that he waved to the crowd and he walked off stage with the rest of the boys'. The DJ resumed his play list and everyone started dancing around crazily again. I weaved through the crowd to try and get to the other side of the stage.