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She will always be the music in me.
I grew up being the one and only daughter of the ever famous member of the world's no. 1 band,yeah my dad was Harry Styles and my mom was a pianist. If you would happen to come in our house, you'll always catch us singing, dancing, --happy.
Our house, maybe is the most melodious home you'll find. Music is the sole element that binds our family to sing songs of love. My father's bandmates join us on weekends and even brought me to tour with them.
I love to play piano just like my mom. Yet, there's one instrument Id wanted to play most- the violin. But no matter how I want to do so, my mom won't permit me. Whatever her reason is, I never dare to ask.
But it seems that destiny is playing a trick on me. I guess its my calling. No matter how I try not to play violin, its fate that pulls me towards it. Uncle Niall, my mom's cousin and my one of my father's bestmate. He knows how much I desire to play violin. Aside from being close to my mom, he knows everything about her. Uncle Niall asked me to play violin at one of there concert in Dublin. I refused at first but he insisted and made sure that it is our secret everything will be beyond mom's knowledge.
The moment came. I am nervous. What if mom surprisingly arrived? What if I fail? I'm such a big dissapointment to my dad. Come what may!
I played the violin with all my heart. I did my best and it was satysfying to see the crowd was going wild.
"You truly are a STYLES!"a fan shouted. I was fulfilled until I saw one person in the audience simlply standing, teary eyed- my mom"How could you disobey me? "How many times have I told you not to play the violin?"That was the first and the last time I saw my mom bursting in anger and frustations. In her anger she suddenly fainted and lost consciousness. We brought her to the hospital. I did not know what to do. I was severly bothered. Uncle niall tried to comfort me but there was something in me that I can't explain. Mom was rushed to the emergency room. The doctor and nurses were on panic. Dad came with uncle Louis, uncle Liam, and uncle zayn.Uncle liam approached and hugged me tightly but dad did not care to ask me if I'm ok. The door opened. The doctor went out in silence"Dead on arrival. Cardiac arrest". Hearing those words made me tremble on my knees. Dad screamed in an excruciating pain. He asked the doctors to revive my mom. He begged them, kneeled on them but all we heard were reponses of"I'm sorry Mr. Styles. She already passed away.There's nothing we can do.
I'm guilty-really guilty. But there are still questions on my mind seeking for answers. Why won't mom allow me to play violin? What is in the violin? Everthing!!
Uncle Niall asked me to enter in our music room. She let me sit in the sofa. I'm wondering why. She opened the t.v and there I saw a video of mom playing a violin in an opera. She was terribly great. But in the midle of the song, one of the string broke and the music turned out to be a flat sonata. I can no longer hear the sound of the violin. What I'm hearing was the "boo" from the audience. Mom walked out of the opera stage desperately crying.
I guess that was the reason why my mom won't allow me to play the violin. But no! I played it to prove to the people how great my mom was.
On my mom's burial, I talked to dad but he seemed to ignore me. I knew how much he blamed me for my mother's death,not until I played my mom's favorite song-LittleThings. My mom used to be my dad's greatest fan. I'm playing the violin with my tears trickling down its strings.
Silence filled the atmosphere. Dad went out of the crowd. He hugged me so tight and whispered in trembling voice."You made your mom very happy".
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