Listening To The Silent Lyrics

What happens when your ordinary life turns into a drama? What happens when your dreams become true and you meet the love of your life? Well this is it for 16 year-old Lucy Mai. But this is no fairy tale. This is real life.


53. For too long now

Harry's POV

We are actually doing it. We're leaving this hell hole. In about three hours. We need to make sure everybody is asleep so we can go. I heard Julia talking to the little girl - Lily apparently - before putting her to bed. One down one to go. However, I feel bad for Lily. According to Lucy, Lily is only 5 and we're leaving her with a maniac! I had eaten the food Lucy left over for me. It wasn't much, but it was something. 

Lucy and I were talking and all of a sudden she stopped me. She literally just stood up and grabbed her guitar out of her case and strummed a few random cords and then she sang. 

"For too long now, I searched the world for you, For too long now, I have lived a life alone,For too long now, I've tried to find another, For too long now,I have lived away from home." Apparently that was the first verse. Then she went on.

"For too long now,We've lived a life with others, For too long now,I've dreamed you in the night, For too long now, You've stayed away to haunt me,For too long now,
I didn't do whats right," this was the chorus and then she has on last verse.

"For too long now, I've cheated on my lovers, For too long now, I've tried to live a lie, For too long now, I couldn't love no others, For too long now, I couldn't say goodbye."

"That was flaming brilliant Lucy!" I clap when she's done. She smiles and blushes. "Did you make that up just now?" I ask and she nods.

"Yeah, sorry about interrupting you. Whenever I get a song idea I have to get the guitar and sing it before I forget it." 

"You really do have a talent," I smile at her and hold her hand.


"When can we go?" I whine. Lucy sighs and runs a hand through her messy hair.

"When the bitch finally sleeps." She answers,putting the guitar down beside her. 

"And when's that?" 

"You whine more than I do and I'm younger!" She exclaims, smiling slightly.

"I'm British. It's what we do, we whine. And moan and groan and annoy the world by how grumpy we always are." I smirk.

"That's not true!" She yells back.

"Think about it though. When have you ever seen a pissed off American or Australian? They're always so happy on TV and then you've got the British on TV who are more or less crying over Pat's death in Enders, crashing trains on Corrie or getting pregnant and abandoning the baby in Emmerdale! Even weddings on TV have some sort of fault." I explain.

"Yeah but look at Will and Kates' wedding, it was huge! And perfect!" She complained, almost fantasized by the memory. "And they've had a baby now. I'm not seeing or hearing anyone else complaining."

"Yeah but they are the royals, it's like forbidden to talk bad about them." 

"Can we just stop this now? It's really annoying." She said and I nodded.

"... How long now?" I ask after a few more minutes of silence. I hear her groan and I smile to myself.

"22 and a half minutes." She says.

"Really?" I play about.

"Yes, now quiet woman!" I let out a small chuckle.

"I'm 99.99% sure I am male, sweet heart." I smirk.

"What about the 0.01%?" She asks, bemused by my answer. 

"That part of me is just pure sexiness." Lucy hits me on the arm playfully and I pretend to cry in pain. "Owchie, Luce, that hurt! Why do you always have to be so mean to me? Bloody man abuser." I pout and rub my arm. "What was that for anyway?"

"For being so vain but also a liar." She kisses my arm better and I can't help but see small sparks fly off my arm. Oh God, that's so cliché (is that how you spell it?)

"And how did I lie?"

"You said you were only 0.01% sexy. That's completely false. I think you are 110% sexy and 100% manly." She tells me and I pull her closer to me.

"We so need to get you a math tutor, babe." I joke. "As that equals 210%."

"Oh shut up! I was trying to be nice." She pouts and looks out the window.

"Do you think anyone is missing us?" I ask quietly. "I mean, Louis only went with me to the club because we both had nothing to do and Liam might only be calling because he is just so protective all the time. Niall and Zayn don't want to talk to me anymore and I doubt I will talk to Simon ever again."

"I don't know. Before I left my flat I was telling Mya and Niall about how much no one likes me anymore and how much of a screw up I really am. Dan is gone and I didn't really talk to Phil." She sighed and cuddled further up into my arms, resting her head on my chest. 

"I don't like you. I love you. I am sure Mya loves you as well. She was only trying to look after you." I convince her.

"I love you too, Harry. And on that bomb shell I think Julia has gone to bed." 

"Don't quote Jeremy Clarkson at me woman." I point out. "What makes you think she's asleep?"

"I can't hear the talking or TV anymore plus it's like 2AM now." 

"Should we start then?" 

"Let's start." She confirmed.

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