11. The song
Harry lived in a fairly new aria in the town. He showed me up to his apartment and I finally got to meet his mate Zayn Malik. I was surprised when I saw that he was a Muslim, but didn't dare to comment on it. He came up to me and seemed as curious as I was.
"So you are Louis?"
I nodded and smiled uncertainly.
"And you're Zayn?"
He laughed a little bit and I felt how Harry took his arms around my waist. He was in good spirits after the studio and Zayn saw that we had done something exciting.
"OK, what have you been up to?"
Harry laughed a little bit. Then he picked up a CD that we had the song on.
"Listen to this."
Zayn received it and looked wonderingly at Harry.
We followed him into his artistic room. I forgot pretty soon the music and instead stared at the walls. Zayn had painted all over and I saw paintings with wonderful pictures on. I was almost surprised that he was such an accomplished artist. Zayn saw my reaction and laughed a little bit.
"I love this." he said, and met my gaze. "I always dreamed of having a room where the walls are painted. This is my dream room and I'm proud of my work."
I understood him. I heard that he put on the music and I heard Harry's voice singing out the verse. I chose to look at Zayn and I saw how surprised he was.
"Is that you?"
Harry nodded with his head, so that his curls jumped all over him.
"Louis helped me and it was recorded in a real studio!"
Zayn just gaped and I was proud to have been on Harry's first recording.
"Zayn can also sing!" Harry said quickly and looked at me. "He has a lighter voice than me but he has a good voice."
I met Zays eyes and I saw that he blushed.
"So you're two are artists?" I said. Harry nodded immediately and stood near me. He took his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek lightly.
"WE are three artists. You can also sing."
I smiled at him and raised my eyebrows.
"Not as good as you, Darling."
The music stopped and Zayn was still struck by the song.
"It sounded like a true artist!"
Harry nodded with satisfaction.
"Thanks to Louis. You should also go over there and record a song in the studio?"
Zayn shook directly on the head and gave us a quick glance.
"I gave up my song for painting. Been a long time since I wanted to participate in the X-factory and find out if I was good enough."
I laughed a little bit and gave him an amused look.
"Imagine all three of us have been thinking about that program!"
Harry nodded and smiled at me.
"Wonder what would have happened if we had done it? He, Simon, would certainly telling us that we were gorgeous?"
I shook my head and laughed at his comment.
"No, have you heard those he complaining at? They sing better than I do."
I chose to enter the You Tube the day after. I sat in the kitchen and went on Louis account. Directly I was flabbergasted and saw that I had received a thousand thumbs up for the song. It tingled all over and while I sat there, got the song another hundred thumbs up. I just stared at the computer and immediately I called Louis. I heard that I woke him up, but I didn't care.
"I have received many likes." I shouted into the phone. "Have you been on You Tube?"
Louis yawned and I heard that he was amused.
"I told you you'd get fans, then you should put out more songs."
I swallowed and realized that there were those who liked my voice.
Louis laughed a little bit and cleared his throat.
"Who was it that said you could sing? I also want to take credit for it, a little!"
I agreed and smiled to the computer.
"Thank you darling!"
He seemed to have perked up and I heard that he sat up in bed.
"So we'll record more songs?"
I wasn't sure, but at the same time it was exciting.
Louis just laughed and I realized that he had the power to convince me if he wanted.
"If I eat breakfast first, I can come over to you then?"
"If you want?"
Louis replied quickly.
"Of course I want to be with my boyfriend. What'd you think?"