The Mystery Girl

Emma was a normal teenage girl when one day her life is flipped upside down. She meets a cheeky boy named Harry Styles from the band One Direction. She instantly is mesmerized by his green eyes. She continues to bump into Harry, but he never learns her name. Are they mean't to be, or will the remain strangers searching for lost love?


13. You Can Sing?

Emma's POV

Harry sings a variety of different songs as I watch him in the recording studio. Every time he is singing any thing about love he stares at me with a cheeky smile plastered on his face. 

"Sing that line again Harry," The vocal coach says. He does. "That doesn't sound right," She mumbles.

"What if he sings it higher instead of lower?" I say, trying to help out. 

"I don't know..." Harry does it anyway, without permission. The woman looks at me. "Wow, that really sounds great! Where did you learn how to coach?" She must be referring to singing.

"Um, never. I have sung since I was little, but I'm not very good," I tell her.

"Oh. Well would you like to try out the studio?" She asks.

"Yeah, sure" I open the door and walk inside with Harry.

"I didn't know you sang!" Harry whispers into my ear. It's cold in the room so his warm breath in my ear makes me shiver a bit. Harry laughs.

"I don't really sing, I'm not that good," I say and step up to the microphone. I read the small paragraph on the paper over and over before singing. I take a deep breath before singing. 

When I finish Harry is looking at me like I'm crazy. "I know, I'm terrible..." I say.

"Terrible? That was amazing! Maybe we you should take my place in the band," He says to me as he pulls me in for a hug. I laugh.

"Thats not going to happen," I say.

"Emma, can you sing the whole song please?" The vocal coach's voice comes into the booth. I give her a thumbs up and step up to the microphone. Harry leans back against the wall and listens to me. 

I finish the song and look up from the paper. I look up to see the rest of the band staring at me. I turn to Harry.

"How did they get in here?" I asks him.

"I don't know, but you were amazing." I roll my eyes.

"Great, but why are they here? I didn't even want you to hear me!" I say. Harry pulls me into a hug.

"Babe, it's already happen. You were amazing, thats all that matters!" 

Harry's POV

I kiss the top of Emma's head before taking her hand and leading us to the boys. She stares at the ground. "That was amazing!" Every one says in unison. Emma blushes.

"Thanks, but I'm not that good," She says, I squeeze her hand.

"How come you aren't in a band or something?" Louis asks.

"I don't know, it never really crossed my mind," Louis shrugs. We walk out into the hall. There was a small couch. All the boys, expect me, collapsed onto it. Emma lays down on top of all them. I take a quick picture and uploads it to Instagram.

They all get off the couch and walk to the car. We all climb in. Louis and Zayn in the front, Emma and I in the middle and Liam and Niall in the back. Emma's phone beeps.

'Where the heck are you?!?' It's a text from Maddie.

'I'm with Harry and the boys, I'll be home in a bit!' she replies.

"Louis, I have to go home, can you bring me?" She ask. He nods his head. 

"You're leaving?" I says and grab Emma's hand.

"I can't stay at your house forever, Harry!" I shrugs. We pull up to her complex. "Bye guys!" Emma says. She leans over and kisses me before she leaves.   




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