Chapter 21
Clementine’s POV
It was the first night in two weeks that Harry and I had no plans, and it felt great. I was lying across the large brown couch, flipping through channels on the TV as Harry sat on the loveseat, with a notepad and pencil, his brow furrowed as he tapped the pencil on the pad of paper.
“Penny for your thoughts?” I asked, muting the TV for a moment.
“We’re making a new CD and I’m required to at least pitch an idea for a song, but I’ve got nothing, and this is due tomorrow.” He sighed. I moved from my spot on the couch over to the loveseat, taking the paper and pencil from his hands and setting it down.
“Close your eyes.” I directed. He gave me a look but closed his eyes anyway.
“Now, what’s one thing that you want to tell people?” I asked. He thought for a moment before opening his eyes.
“That your mine.”
I blushed “You aren’t writing a song about me.” I said
“Yes, I am. You’ll be my inspiration.” He smiled.
“Okay, then focus on me.” I directed “What do you feel for me?”
“I love you, and I feel like our love is constantly getting stronger, and I honestly can’t wait to marry you and make you mine, so you will really be mine.” He said, making my blush reappear.
“Okay, then how could you making that into a song?”
He thought for a moment before scribbling different things onto the paper.
“Alright, next?” He smiled
“Okay…” I thought for a moment. “What are some things people don’t know about our relationship that you wish you could tell?”
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It was two thirty in the morning the last time I looked at the clock, and Harry and I were still trying to write a song. It was much harder than it seemed, but he never gave up, even when I got frustrated. I must have fallen asleep on the couch and Harry carry me to the bed, because that’s where I was now. Lying in bed, wearing a pair of pajamas, instead of my clothes from yesterday.
“Good your up!” Harry smiled, bring me a cup of coffee. “Come here, I want to show you something. He said, pulling me from the bed.
I slowly followed him to his ‘office’ where he had a desk, bookcases, a couch, a piano, a guitar, everything he would need to be inspired to write and make music.
“I finished our song and I want you to hear it.” He said, sitting down at the piano. He patted the seat next to him and I sat down. He cracked his fingers and began playing.
“People say we shouldn't be together
We're too young to know about forever
But I say they don't know what they're talk talk talkin about
Cause this love is only getting stronger
So I don't wanna wait any longer
I just wanna tell the world that you're mine girl
Ohh
They don't know about the things we do
They don't know about the I love you's
But I bet you if they only knew
They would just be jealous of us
They don't know about the up all nights
They don't know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this right
Baby they don't know about
They don't know about us
One touch and I was a believer
Every kiss it gets a little sweeter
Its getting better
Keeps getting better all the time girl
They don't know about the things we do
They don't know about the I love you's
But I bet you if they only knew
They would just be jealous of us
They don't know about the up all nights
They don't know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this rightBaby they don't know about
They don't know about us
They don't know how special you are
They don't know what you've done to my heart
They can say anything they want
Cause they don't know us
They don't know what we do best
It's between me and you our little secret
But I wanna tell 'em
I wanna tell the world that you're mine girl
They don't know about the things we do
They don't know about the I love you's
But I bet you if they only knew
They would just be jealous of us
They don't know about the up all nights
They don't know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this right
Baby they don't know about
They don't know about usThey don't know about the things we do
They don't know about the I love yous
But I bet you if they only knew
They would just be jealous of us
They don't know about the up all nights
They don't know I've waited all my life
Just to find a love that feels this rightBaby they don't know about
They don't know about us
They don't know about us
They don't know about us“Harry!” I gushed, wrapping my arms around his neck and planting a kiss firmly on his lips. “That was amazing!”
“I know.” He winked “You helped me write it.”
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