Don't fret!
I'm now at hipless-please
Harry’s P.O.V.
My hands trembled as the spotlight shown down, blinding me from the crowd. I slowly raised the microphone to my lips and sang;
“Circles, we goin in circles. Dizys all it makes us, we know where it takes us we’ve been before. Closer, maybe lookin closer. There’s more to discover,…
