It had been about a month and a half since he told me I was his La Tua Cantante, or his singer. At first I was shocked, I mean how could I vampire decide I was his singer, only knowing me for at least a day or two? BUt Carlisle explained to me if a scent is so strong to a vampire it would be their singer, even if it meant they have known each other for so little time. So in our case, a day.

Oz stayed with our family throughout the last month, and thinking he scared me he wanted to know a lot about me. I told him likes, dislikes, favorite color, food, book which was Alice In Wonderland of course, and I did the same thing to him.

He told me he played the cello, well he used to. He remembered learning how to play in his human life by his mother, but stopped when he was taken by Nazis. Later in the 1950's when he was with his clan, his clan sister Sarah got him into playing agin, but suddenly stopped when he and Jakub broke out into a fight. He hasn't played since, though he does miss it terribly. He's also loved to read. He remembered taking books with him constantly as the clan traveled from place to place. Whatever book he found in the trash or on the street, he would take and read, filling his brain with knowledge and imagination.

So I knew more about him, that he liked to go fast as well as my family members, he could provide me with vast knowledge of many cultures because of his traveling and that he loves to listen to symphonies play classical music. He started picking me up from school everyday, with permission from Esme and Carlisle of course, and then we would drive around and talk about anything and everything under the sun. The rest of my family, excluding Edward and Rosalie of course, loved him being around he felt more like family than ever. But I could he was missing music as he heard Edward play on the piano every once in awhile. Knowing this I struck up and idea.

"Harper?" Oz asked aloud as he walked down the hallway towards my room. It was a Tuesday after school and Oz went off hunting, forgetting to pick me up from school. But I knew he needed to get some blood in his system of else he would be cranky and a cranky Oz is never fun for me to be with. So I called Carlisle to tell Oz I was getting a ride from Emily, also picking up something along the way. I placed his present behind me and placed my blanket over it, obviously making it look like a present as I heard him approach the door and knocking gently.

"Come in." I called out, facing the door as he walked in and smiled, seeing me hide something behind him. He wore baggy jeans and a new band shirt Alice bought him a couple of days go. Rely on Alice to get new things for anyone new in the family. Alice also styled his hair, which at first I didn't like because naturally he had beautiful hair, but now I couldn't help but to think he looked sexy. He leaned against the door and cocked his head, which I find adorable.

"Carlisle told me you got a ride from Emily?" He asked in a curious tone. I nodded my head and smiled at him.

"Yes I did, and now I have something for you! So close your eyes!" I told him in a smile and he laughed, sighing and closing his eyes. I walked over to stand behind him and I placed my hands over his eyes. He chuckled as I felt his cool skin against my warm hands.

"Now, walk forward about a foot." I told him in a smile as he walked forward slowly and gracefully as if he was still looking to where he was going. I sighed, great to try and hide something from a vampire. He probably knew what was going on, but played along with me, and I loved that about him.

"Come on Harper, you didn't have to get me anything." He told me as I placed him in front of his present. I giggled.

"Keep your eyes closed." I whispered in his ear and he smirked. I pulled my hands away and walked over to his present, placing my hand on the blanket.

"Now, I asked my friend if you could borrow this for awhile, since she is not using it for the time being. So don't break it or anything." I warned him as I saw him turn his head slightly.

"Oh really? What is it that you're letting me burrow?" Oz asked in a curious tone and a smirk on his face. I smiled, feeling giddy to see his reaction.

"Open your eyes." I said to him simply. His eyes opened, the pair of golden orbs settling on the object next to me. I could tell he was confused.

"You said you played at a time." I explained as I took my blanket off from the object. It was a cello case and his eyes instantly widened.

"And since you miss playing, I think it's time you played once more." I replied as I unhooked the confines of the case, opening it to have him look. There, inside the cello case, was a cello, duh! But emily recently bought for her recital that just passed so she wasn't going to use it for awhile. It had a deep red look to it and looked brand new. Oz was shocked to see it in front of him and he cautiously took a step forward.

"You're letting me burrow a cello?" He asked in a hoarse tone, as if he lost his voice and finally found it. I smiled and nodded my head.

"Emily's not using it until she moves into her dorm in september, so I asked her if you could play it for awhile." I explained as he stood right in front of it and grazed his fingers over the strings and wood. I could see he was shocked to see a cello in front of me. He looked back up at me and gave me one of the sweetest smiles I've ever seen him give me. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me and I hugged him back, breathing him his unique scent of rain and tree pine. I felt his fingers press gently into my back, his usual tacit when he hugged me. When he pulled me away and smiled, looking down at the cello.

"Well, aren't you going to play me something?" I teased and me chuckled, looking back at me.

"I'm a rusty, sad to say. I haven't played in over fifty years..." He trailed off but I smiled.

"I don't care, I at least want hear what you remember." I reassured him, placed my hand on his shoulder and squeezing it gently. I felt his cold shoulder through the thin fabric of his shirt and he smiled, picking up the cell carefully. I walked over to my desk and pushed my chair over for him to sit in. He sat down gracefully and got the bow from the case as well. As he was getting ready to play I sat down in front of him on the edge of my bed, indian style and waiting patiently for him. When got himself situated he looked up at me and smiled.

"I learned how to play this from Sarah when we were in Rome." He informed me as he placed the bow across the strings. I smiled at him as the first note filled the air.

Not only did he play it good, but it he played fast, I mean real fast. It sounded like heaven to me as he played the piece. And what the piece was made me smile even more, it was Suite for Solo Cello No. 1 in G Major Prelude. I've heard it so many times from Edward listening to the Yo Yo Ma version but this was better, way better. He played at the same speed and at the same rate, but he sounded more beautiful.

Every note that he held out, I could tell me poured everything into that note. It felt like he was signing but instead it was through strings. I watched his fingers fly through the piece at a blinding speed and force. As soon as the piece was over, he looked up at me as I was still shocked from his performance.

"Wow, and you said you were rusty, come on! That was amazing!" I said to him in a smile and he smiled, looking down at the cello and gripping the neck a bit tightly.

"Yeah well that was rusty. You should hear me when I've been playing daily." he replied in a smirk. Before I could say anything back to him, I heard something by my doorway and I looked, seeing Edward with his arms folded in front of him and staring at Oz with a look I couldn't register. Oz looked at him too, hoping he would get some kind of positive reaction from him.

"You're good." I couldn't help but smile when Edward said those words. It felt like a whole ton of weight was lifted off of me, and I was worried that he wasn't ever going to like as much as the rest of the family. Oz smiled at him and nodded his head.

"Thank you." He could only reply. As Edward smiled at him and walked out of the room, Oz was putting the cello back in its case. As soon as he got the cello case propped up against the wall, he walked over to me and picked me up in his arms, hugging me and swinging me around, almost in the same manner as Emmett. I squealed as he placed me back on the ground with his arms around my waist and my hands behind his neck.

"Thank you so much Harper. This was probably the best present I could of ever received," Oz replied to me in excitement and hugged me again. I breathed him in and felt him freeze in my grasp. I looked at him with concern and I saw him look right at me as if he was trying not to hurt me, or worse, kill me. I knew vampires had to have limits with people around him, and I pulled away instantly, fearing i pushed it too far with him.

"You smell like lavendar...." he said in a dazed tone. I blushed and looked down, trying not to look so obvious, but I could feel his cold fingers pressing underneath my chin and making me look at him with his golden orbs.

"I promise, I won't hurt you. It would be devastating if I never saw you blush like this again." He reassured as I felt his open hand take my hand. His cool fingers and palm instantly as me down and sighed in content. With his left and holding mine and his right hand and arm around my waist, I felt safe and secure. It was as if we were in our own little world, with nothing but us. But as soon as I felt his hand squeeze mine, our moment was broken.

"Harper, can you come down here please?!" It was Esme. I blinked and pulled away, seeing him slightly sad from our moment being lost. I smiled and briefly placed my hand on his cold cheek. He instantly nuzzled into my hand I saw his lips were so close to the heel of my palm when I pulled away. It was too much and we both knew that if I as going to let it continue, he could kill me.

"I'm sorry." I replied to him as I turned by head to the bedroom door.

"I'm coming, give me a sec!" I said aloud for my mom to hear. I turned my head back and saw Oz smiled.

"It's alright. Just exploring our boundaries right?" he asked me in a grin and I smiled, nodding my head. I gave him one last reassuring squeeze with his hand and I walked out of my bedroom and down the stairs in a instant. I knew it was cruel to leave him like that, but if I stayed a bit longer I knew it would of been a bad thing for both of us. I had to know my boundaries around him, and that was something I never had to worry about with my family.

So then I knew, this was going to be a whole new adventure, for the both of us.