My belly hurt.
It hurt from trying not to laughing so hard. Harry could be good at everything but singing is certainly not part of it. My hand covered my mouth the entire time to keep myself from laughing out loud. I’ve never heard anything as bad as Harry trying to hit a high note. The sound of a chalk being dragged on a chalkboard or the sound of dragging your chairs on the ground couldn’t compare to how bad Harry sounded.
I could see grimaces on the face of the other people here. Harry finally got off the stage. I and a few others clapped for him and Harry got this shy smile on his face. My face hurt from trying not to laugh. I can’t believe he thought we were actually clapping because he sang so well. He finally got to me and I had to keep the smile off my face.
He looked around a
