Angelica's P.O.V-

I finished making the soup and placed it on the tray, picking it up and walking upstairs towards Harry's room. He's been sick for two days now and has missed the vocal classes yesterday. Basically, he felt really bad and was a tad bit grumpy and snappy.

"I brought you some chicken soup" I smiled at him. He grumbled and rolled his eyes. I sighed and placed it on his night stand, taking a seat on a chair that looked very comfy. I looked at him straight in the eyes, admiring for a few minutes how green they were. They were so easy to get lost in, so pure looking, yet so mysterious. I noticed a few shades of green and a few specks of yellow, even though I was a few feet away from him, but considering the light was very helpful, it wasn't that hard to notice.

"Quit staring you creep!" He barked at me. I averted my eyes to the ground and nodded. That's how rude he's been, and honestly, I don't understand because it's only towards me. He acts like himself around the other boys, but when it comes to me, he becomes a monster.

"I'm leaving now, call me if you need anything" I said in a calm tone and walked out, closing the door behind me.

"Is he better?" Niall asked, genuine concern plastered on his face. I gave him a fake smile and nodded, trying to sound cheery.

"He's getting better, but he's still not eating much" I stated and walked towards the small closet at the far end of the hallway, taking out the cleaning supplies. I began with the living room, then I moved to the kitchen, the bathrooms, the bedrooms, except for Harry's since I cleaned it twice already, no he didn't puke or anything, it's just a precaution, then I finished with the gym.

"How very odd..." I whispered to myself, staring at a door in the far corner of the gym. I hadn't seen it yet, and I've been working here for the past 4 months. I knitted my eyebrows together and slowly opened the door. I walked in, my eyes wide and slightly gaping at my surroundings. It was such a beautiful dance studio. The floor was made of wood, but it was all dusty and dirty. The walls were a creamy color. At one end, a grand piano, and at the other a stereo equipment.

I smiled, looking at myself in the mirror's reflection. I used to dance. The church my parents used to go to had a ballet teacher there, and she gave the church kids lessons for free. I went to those classes until I turned 15, but I started when I was 6 years old. I smiled sadly as memories flashed again. I decided I would clean this room and use it secretly. I used to play the piano, but I stopped when I was 9 years old.

I'll explain better: Before my parents started arguing, I used to play the piano, and very well actually. On the first year they abused me and hurt me, I was 8 like I told the boys, but I still played the piano. It was on my 9th birthday that mother came home one day, drunk, and smashed the piano with a hammer. That piano was my escape from my life and my parents, and it was smashed along with my dreams of being a pianist. But I didn't really mind, cause my father had put me into ballet classes when I was 6 and I still took them even if it was secretly after the day the piano was smashed. When I turned 15 however, my father found out about the secret dance classes and locked me in my room. While I was locked away, he went to talk to my teacher and slapped her. I never saw her after that...

But enough of sad memories. I inhaled a deep breath and walked towards the piano, sitting in front of it and placing my shaky fingers over them. One of my fingers touched a white key and the sound echoed through the whole room. I was nervous, for some unknown reason, but I felt happy and relieved at the same time. I smiled and began playing a tune that I learned only a few months ago, I learned how to play it with little video tutorials and everything down on an improvised music sheet, that I placed in front of me. This song is basically the story of my life, and I'm very connected to it.I don't wanna be left behind,
Distance was a friend of mine,
Catching breath in a web of lies,
I've spent most of my life,
Riding waves playing acrobat,
Shadow-boxing the other half,
Learning how to react,
I've spent most of my time,

Catching my breath, letting it go,
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show,
Now that you know, this is my life
I won't be told what's supposed to be right

Catch my breath,
No one can hold me back,
I ain't got time for that,
Catch my breath,
Won't let them get me down,
It's all so simple now

I closed my eyes, smiling, imagining myself in a beautiful ball gown, my hands flowing swiftly on the keys and my voice as enchanting as an angel's would be. This was my happy place, where I could just smile and no pain nor harm would reach me, ever. It's a gift God gave me, and I'm not willing to forget it, but I'm also not ready to share it...Addicted to the love I've found,
Heavy heart now a weightless cloud,
Making time for the ones that count,
I'll spend, the rest of my time,
Laughing hard with the windows down,
Leaving footprints all over town,
Keeping faith karma comes around,
I'll spend the rest of my life,

Catching my breath,
Letting it go,
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show,
Now that you know, this is my life,
I won't be told what's supposed to be right,

Catch my breath,
No one can hold me back,
I ain't got time for that,
Catch my breath,
Won't let them get me down,
It's all so simple now,

You've helped me see,
The beauty,
In everything,

Catching my breath,
Letting it go,
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show,
Now that you know, this is my life,
I won't be told what's supposed to be right,

Catching my breath,
Letting it go,
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show,
Now that you know, this is my life,
I won't be told what's supposed to be right,

Catch my breath,
No one can hold me back,
I ain't got time for that,
Catch my breath,
Won't let them get me down,
It's all so simple now,
It's all so simple now!

Catching my breath,
Letting it go,
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show,
Now that you know, this is my life,
I won't be told what's supposed to be right,

Catch my breath...

I smiled and stood up, glancing around to see if I was alone. I saw by the door a smiley Little Liam clapping. I chuckled and bowed playfully.

"Bravo, big sis! Bravo!" He cheered and giggled. He's on his break from school and he's been helping me take care of Harry.

"Wanna dance?" I suddenly asked him. He nodded eagerly and shrieked of excitement. I laughed and plugged my phone to the stereo.

He warmed up and prepared himself and began dancing to the song (skip to 2:04). He's adorable isn't he?! I laughed and tried joining him, but I suck at it. We laughed for who knows how long until someone cleared their throat behind us. We froze and looked around slowly, dreading to face whoever was at the door.

"Look at what we have here boys..." Harry said, his voice a bit hoarse and raspy but he still managed to make it sound mean and cold. The boys had glares on and they were staring at us. Little Liam and I gulped and looked at each other. Lord, help us...

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