A/N: Yes, its Backstreet Boys. Leave us alone.
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Chapter 4
Show me the Meaning of Being Lonely
Harry walked. He found it a very nice past time. He was walking with a purpose, however. He was going to save the world.
He was not thinking about saving the world, though. He was thinking about a particular blonde girl.
He hadn't spoken to her. He had even avoided looking at her. But the glimpse that he saw was enough to torment his mind for a good hour or so.
She had been singing. He hadn't heard her, but he could tell, somehow.
Why does she ignore me like this? Why won't she talk to me? Harry asked himself, though it seemed to be a bit off topic. The strange butterfly-like feeling came over him again, and he knew he was going to sing.
"So many words
For the broken heart
It's hard to see
In a crimson love
So hard to breath
Walk with me, and maybe
"Lights of night so soon become
Wild and free, I can feel the sun
Your every wish, will be done they tell me
"Show me the meaning of being lonely
Is this the feeling I need to walk with
Tell me why, I can't be there where you are
There's something missing in my heart
"Life goes on as it never ends
Eyes of stone, observe the trends
They never say
Forever gaze, if only
"You to rose, to an endless love
There's no control
Are you with me now
Your every wish, will be done
They tell me
"Show me the meaning of being lonely
Is this the feeling I need to walk with?
Tell me why, I can't be there where you are
There's something missing in my heart
"There's nowhere to run
I have no place to go
Surrender my heart
Body and soul."
"How can be your asking me to feel,
the things you never show?" came Lacey's voice, interrupting the song.
"Hey! My song!" Harry yelled, somewhat surprised by the intrusion. "And you messed the fun beat thing that comes on after that line."
"Well, you are singing about me. I figured I could get a line it. And at least I don't always sing boy bands."
"I don't always --"
"Yes you do. Remember Ill."
"That was only one song! And, you can't just burst in on someone's song. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a world to save."
"What?" Lacey looked rather confused.
"Not that you care anything about it. It doesn't matter anyways. I could die in the next twenty four hours, and I'd rather have no one to mourn over me. Thanks anyways." And with that, Harry left, to go find his companions.
A/N: Stop throwing things! We were listening to the CD because we couldn't find anything else and this popped into our brains! There is more boy bands to come, though. That was a warning.
