you were at the studio with harry. he was finally recording some songs, and he really wanted you to hear the hard work he has done. you sat down while harry and his band were playing only angel. your heart skipped a beat hearing the little, 'ows,' and, 'ohs," falling out of harry's mouth. it was pretty hot. once the song was over, you smiled and jumped out of you seat to clap your hands. harry turned his eyes towards you and tried to fight back a smile. but he was so thrilled to know that you loved the song. especially when the song was about you.