American girl [H.S.]

Chapter 6 - #Canoestagram

"Wake up." Harry says, shaking me awake.

"What?" I groan.

"Come on. It's already 10am." He says. I open my eyes to see him all dressed and ready, looking adorable, per usual.

"I hope you know I'm going to steal this cardigan from you later." I say, rubbing my eyes.

"Whatever." He laughs, rolling his eyes.

"What are we doing today?" I ask, my voice still raspy.

"Well I thought you could play me one of your songs?" He offers.

"I don't know." I shrug. I'm pretty self conscious about my voice and such. Especially with a pop star like Harry. I haven't sang in front of him in years.

"Come on." He whines.

"Fine. Do you have a piano?" I ask, sitting up from the bed.

"Of course. There's a baby grand downstairs." He smiles, walking out of the room as I follow.

I follow him to the piano, sitting down and pulling out my phone. I have about a thousand songs in my phone, I'm probably going to sell most of them.

"Ok. Show me what you got, Wiley." He challenges, sitting in a chair next to the piano.

"You know what? Hand me my ukulele." I say, pointing to the ukulele I brought that has helped me write about a hundred songs.

"Ok, switching it up. I like it." He smiles, handing it to me.

*start song*

I begin with the long intro, plucking at the strings. Feeling the music, I close my eyes and start thinking back to when I wrote this song.

I wrote it for my first crush, he was perfect and sweet. I was a little girl then, small and dumb, but even then I knew he was amazing. Even if no one else thought he was.

He was a sweet little boy. He was nice, charming, funny, and amazing in every way.

"Tall and gentle, too hot to handle. You're all that I want...you're all that I want...oh baby..." I sing, I haven't sung this song in years, so it feels a little weird.

"Sweet as nectar, honeysuckle, you make everything so fun..oh boy...my sweet boy.." I smile, thinking back to all the memories of the sweet boy.

"Hey. You got a smile so bright, your pearls be making me so blind. Oh..you sugar coat your words, just to make sure that I don't get hurt. You make me higher than a sire, treat me like royalty. Do me a favor and just take me away.." I take a deep breath before starting the chorus again.

"Tall and gentle, too hot to handle. You're all that I want...you're all that I want...don't you know baby..sweet as nectar, honeysuckle. You make everything so fun..oh boy...my sweet boy..." I trail off humming until the end of the song.