CHAPTER 4.1

CHAPTER 4.1

I loved watching how he would cock his head slightly backwards while closing his eyes when he sings a higher note and how his brows crease in the middle of his forehead as a reflex action to when he sings a lower note. For this moment, I see him as a different man and definitely not the cocky and charming Harry that I knew when I met him earlier. He is naturally musically talented.

His eyes focused back on the keys and I can see through his eyes the passion he has for music and even though he tells me that he has not played the piano for a long time, he is still so damn good at it. Thus was pure talent. He can amazingly sing and can reach high notes which was absolutely beautiful. This man, can actually sing on a big stage in front of millions of screaming fans appreciating his talent.

“Though we’re tethered to the story we must tell.”

His voice softens as his emerald green eyes now focused back at me as his fingers kept jumping over the white and lack keys of this grand p