My Bullysitters **Contest Entry**

Copyright © "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words really hurt me. Keeping quiet and fake smiles are my specialties. With all the pain you cause me I just want to say I'm done. And oh, congratulations, I guess this means you've won."
All I wanted was to be happy, but I guess that was too much to ask for...

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16. Give a Song To You (Don't Let Me Go.)

Katie's P.O.V

 

Harry and I arrived home, finding the house to be empty. Liam, out getting groceries, and the other two, well, who knows?

"I'm going to go call Niall, to let him know about my exams." I said, rushing up the steps to my room.

"I'll be down here." I heard him chuckle, figuring he would plop himself down in front of the telly.

My fingers danced across my phone screen as I found Niall's contact. I then flopped down on my bed, waiting, hoping he would answer.

"Hey, princess!"

"Niall!"

"How are you? Did you get my message?!"

"I'm fine, went back to school today. And yes, I loved it!"

"That's great. Wait, did you get your scores in?"

"Um yeah, about that..." I said, my voice trailing off.

"You failed, didn't you?! You're grounded!" He chuckled, trying to sound like he had authority.

"No you goof! I passed them all!" I laughed, knowing I had lead him to believe his first assumption. "And just who gave you the right to ground me?!" I joked.

"Congratulations!! And I'm your big brother, I can do what I want." He teased.

"Whatever." I laughed.

"Well, sorry to cut the conversation short, but I've really got to go. My producer wants me to come over."

"Oh, that's ok. I love you, and good luck!"

"I love you too princess, be good."

"I will, bye, Niall."

"Bye."

He instantly got off the line, making me hope I hadn't interrupted something too important.

I made my way downstairs to join Harry in the living room. When he wasn't there, I became confused.

My ears perked up to hearing noise somewhere in the house. I began walking down the hall, the sound growing louder. I soon realized it was a piano being played and someone... singing? I opened the door to the music room and peered in. Harry sat in front of the grand piano, while singing out a song I had never heard.

I walked over and sat by him on the little bench, apparently startling him.

"Why did you stop?" I questioned, looking up at him.

"How long have you been listening?" He asked, answering my question with one of his own.

"Not long at all. Did you write that?" I interrogated.

"Yeah, actually I did." He said, smiling.

"Will you play it for me?" I asked, now scooting closer to him.

"Sure." He replied, turning his attention back to the instrument.

I watched as his fingers danced along the keys, making what I thought to be a beautiful piece.

He then began to sing, causing me to smile. His lyrics were beautiful, and his voice was something angelic.

 

Now you were standing there right in front of me
I hold on it's getting harder to breathe
All of a sudden these lights are blinding me
I never noticed how bright they would be

I saw in the corner there is a photograph
No doubt in my mind it's a picture of you
It lies there alone in its bed of broken glass
This bed was never made for two

I'll keep my eyes wide open
I'll keep my arms wide open

Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

I promised one day that I'd bring you back a star
I caught one and it burned a hole in my hand oh
Seems like these days I watch you from afar
Just trying to make you understand
I'll keep my eyes wide open yeah

Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone
Don't let me
Don't let me go

Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me
Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of feeling alone

Don't let me
Don't let me go
'Cause I'm tired of sleeping alone

 

"It's entitled 'Don't Let Me Go'." He said, now looking at me.

"That was beautiful." I said, staring up at him.

"Thanks. I started writing it a few years back, but then I stopped for some reason."

"What was your inspiration, like, what was going through your mind as you wrote the song?" I pried.

 

Harry's P.O.V

 

"What was your inspiration, like, what was going through your mind as you wrote the song?" She pried.

How was I supposed to tell her the answer? We just became friends again, I'm not willing to throw that away. I can't lie to her, but yet, how was I supposed to be honest? How was I supposed to tell her, it was you?

"A girl." I finally replied. "A girl I forgot I was in love with."

"What made you remember?" She asked, confused by my answer.

"She brought out the real me, something I've been hiding for some time."

"Well, I like the song. I could only dream of writing something so beautiful." She said dreamily.

"Then it's your song, well, our song." I said, genuinely happy at her love for the song.

Her eyes lit up as she tightly wrapped her arms around me.

"Thank you so much, Harry! I'm never going to forget this!" She exclaimed.

"Your welcome." I chuckled, amused by her excitement.

"Um, Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Could you maybe record it for me? You know, so I can have it on my IPod?"

"Sure!" I replied. "I'll get to it by the time the weekend gets here. I just need some time to get it down."

"It's a plan." She replied.

 

Katie's P.O.V

 

I'd forgotten what happiness felt like. Being with Harry seemed to bring it all back. Though I was still frightened to let the feelings for him in. They keep pounding at my heart's entrance, while I keep holding them back...

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