'What? Really! Can you play some songs you've written?' I was ready to say no but when I looked at him and saw the smile on his face I couldn't mutter the word so I just nodded with a small blush and walked to the piano. I've sold a few songs, I use an alias when I'm writing, kind of like a ghost writer,' I said shrugging.

I told myself I wanted to be more open in my friendships, I wanted to live life to the fullest and that meant putting myself out there no matter how scary it could be. Did I really want to let Harry all the way in? Music is such a vulnerable thing, and sharing that with someone meant letting them into my mind and heart. sorry I'm acting weird, I guess it's weird that I let that slip because only Nick knows about that, I kind of keep it to myself,' I shrugged with a small laugh.ĭo I tell him? I don't know why this seemed so scary for me to open up this way, to let him in completely. We were in a studio in London, his band had just left from a writing session and we were packing up our stuff. 'When you were talking about your dad and how he always supported you, I was just wondering if you still played?' 'Georgie, you mentioned the other night that you sing and play instruments,' Harry said making me freeze. Harry and I found ourselves spending more time together because we were separating working together from our friendship which was actually quite nice. It somehow seems that it only took Harry one month to make me completely trust him while it took Nick, Frankie and Laurel months. Harry became some a special person to me in the span of a month, I couldn't imagine life without him. Harry and I had become very close, I was very aware that this was unprofessional but I couldn't find it in myself to care.

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