It was a sunny day in Los Angeles, one that called for a well deserved jog after a long week working in new music at the studio.

Harry was working on his most recent album, so, he was trying hard to find new inspiration in pretty much anything he could find; objects, friends, moments, things, people in general…

He just wanted to open his mind and world to gain new experiences to talk about through his songs, so, a jog will always come in handy.

He had his AirPods plugged into his ears, loud enough to not be distracted (a bad habit, he knows, but he just couldn’t help it), his grey tank top and his blue jogging shorts along with his blue cap and sunglasses. People were taking pictures of him, filming him, but at least no one was actually approaching him. He tried his best to avoid looking at a single camera but he has this weird talent to spot them at the moment, so when he turned around to avoid eye contact with one, he bumped into someone.

He looked down and saw her looking down at the floor as she tried to pick up her flowers, a bunch of pink roses that fell on the floor after he bumped into her, he felt bad that he caused her some trouble.

“I’m sorry.” He said pausing his music as he bended over to help her pick up the roses, but she didn’t answer. He frowned his eyebrows, how rude, he thought, until she looked up at him and he saw her ears, a couple of hearing aids adorning them. “Oh…” he said low until he looked at her pretty face “Wow.” He whispered.

The girl he bumped into was deaf, but, she was also a complete sight to be seen.