Beautiful Thing

Have you ever wanted to live life carefree but you had imaginary restraints holding you back? I have. I don't think anyone would understand my motives of being extremely reserved. I don't think I could either. It's like this way of life is implanted in my brain and, I can't make out why I am like this. And there I go again; over thought my overthinking.

It's been a month since my rendezvous with Harry. I'll admit that I had a great time with him. We continued to keep in contact every now and then after we went our separate ways. We had gotten closer. He was soon beginning his tour, as was my sister who was still trying to convince me to join her.

Right now I was playing my piano to calm my thoughts. It was always my stress relief. I had started lessons when I was 5 years old. After a few years of lessons, I had gotten to a level where I didn't need a teacher anymore. I had begun to learn how to play pieces myself. As I got older I wrote songs myself. The only people that know that I wrote music was my parents and my sister. I gave some songs to my sister for her future album. It wasn't like I was going to do much with them.

My piano playing was interrupted by my sister, "Knock, knock!" she spoke as she entered in my living room. I was secretly envious of my sister because of how open and happy-go-lucky she was.

I looked up at her, "Hey, Sarah." I spoke softly. She smiled and approached me at my piano, then motioned for me to make room for her on the piano bench. I grabbed my song book and laid it on my lap.

"Writing anything new today, Tess?" Sarah questioned while smiling softly at me. One way that my sister and I were alike was that we both had a passion for music but, she expressed it much more than I did.

I nod my head at her signaling yes; I was writing new music. She gasped, "Let me hear it!" she urged me on.

I shook my head, "I just started it, Sarah. Not quite close to finished yet." I said while examining the work with this new piece I had so far.

"At least show me what you have so far Tess!" she grabbed my book and placed it on my music stand. I sighed and positioned my hands ready to play the song.

I began the intro of the song and then began to sing:
"I'm trying but I keep falling down. I cry out but nothing comes now. I'm giving my all, and I know peace will come. I never wanted to need someone..." I left off from there.
"It's not much, I don't know if I should finish it," I spoke quietly while looking at the piano keys. I felt Sarah grasp my hand. I looked up to see her eyes bulging out of her head.
"Tess! You are absolutely crazy! That song sounds so good so far. I think when you're finished writing it, you should record it yourself. It sound's so..." she paused, "personal." She finished.

I sighed, "That's because it is." Truth be told, this song was inspired by my time with Harry. It made me realize that I shouldn't be hiding in the dark and that just maybe... I needed someone.

I would like to consider Harry my friend. We haven't talked at all this past week though. To be honest I was kinda hurt because of it. I'm so used to people leaving after a while because I am just plain and boring. My time with Harry had been the most exhilarating moments I have had in a long time. That made me realize that I am tired of being alone. I mean, I'm 23 and a half, but who's counting. More than half of the people I grew up knowing are either dating, engaged, or married with small children. It was depressing really.

"What inspired this song, Tess?" Sarah said looking at the lyrics written in my song book.

I looked down, "After spending some time with Harry a while ago, it made me realize how much I actually wanted someone in my life. Like, I've always been an independent woman which isn't terrible, but I just felt so alive with Harry, Sarah." I vented to her.

My sister was always the person I vented to. I guess you can say she was my best friend in a sense.

Sarah raised an eyebrow questioningly, "What happened between you guys. You never did tell me."

"Well, we just went for a drive around England. Literally for hours until he found something worthy to pull over and check out. Nothing was planned at all. Kinda adventurous if you ask me." I shrugged.

"So no kisses for Tess?" she smirked at me. I knew what she was hinting at.

"No Sarah, no kisses. It wasn't like that at all. It was just a great time with a friend." I said with a serious tone. Sarah was always adamant about finding me a boyfriend.

"Are you guys still talking?" She kept interrogating me with the questions.

"We kept in contact but I haven't chatted with him this week. I've just accepted that I'm too boring for him like the rest."

Sarah frowned at me, stood up and took me with her. "Contessa," she's pulling the full name card on me. "I won't sit around and watch you like this anymore! It's depressing. You need to get over this independent phase that you're in and grow a pair. Call Harry right now." She sounded angry.

"Excuse me? You have no right to judge me and how I choose to live my life. I'm not calling Harry." I said with my arms crossed. Just as I was about to say something else, Sarah swiped my phone. "What are you doing!" I exclaimed at her while trying to grab my phone.

"What does it look like I am doing! Calling Harry for you!" She said while scrolling through my phone. "Oh, I found him! Mr. Harry Styles!" she pressed the call button and put it on speaker.
"Sarah hang up and give my phone back to me right now!" I yelled.

Just as I was going to tackle her, Harry answered the phone, "Hello?"

I was lost for words. Harry and I only ever texted. I hadn't built up the nerve to call him. Sarah motioned for me to say something.

"Oh, hey Harry!" I gasped out quickly.

Sarah face palmed. She handed me my phone and made her way to leave. She turned around quickly and mouthed, "Good luck." and winked. I stuck my middle finger at her.

"How are you, Tess? We haven't chatted in a while."

I took a deep breath and breathed out, "I've been alright. Been working a lot. How about you?"
"Same as you; a lot of work."

I replied, "Yeah." Mentally, I facepalmed. I'm so stupid, "Yeah" who does that?

Harry broke the silence, "So what do I owe the pleasure to chat with you today?" Harry chuckled.

"Well..." I paused, what should I say? Should I be honest and tell him that my sister called him for me because I just didn't have the balls to call him myself? I was completely lost. "I just miss you... I guess." Ugh. Good one Tess.

"I miss you too actually. I had a great time with you back in Manchester. I'm heading to LA in two weeks for a show. You should come! We can do something afterward if you'd like." Harry suggested.

My heart leaped out of my chest. He missed me and wanted to see me again. I felt myself blush. "Yeah, actually that sounds like a good idea. I'd love to do that!"

"Perfect," Harry spoke. I heard someone say something to him in the background. "Alright, I'll do that now," Harry replied to the person speaking to him. "Sorry Tess, I have to cut this call short. Have to do some tour stuff. I'll call you later, promise."

I got giddy just at the thought of talking to him later. "Sure, no problem! Feel free to call anytime. Have fun, Harry." I smiled.

"Thanks, and I will. Bye Tess."

"Bye Harry," I spoke then he hung up.

I sighed and walked into my room to throw myself on my bed. Two weeks couldn't come quick enough.

Notes

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