"Come on, please." Harry says, tugging on the sleeve of your sweater. "I won't stop bothering you until you say yes," he says, his dimples appearing through this alcohol-flushed cheeks. You take one last sip of your beer and stand up. "Alright, Styles. Let's do this." Harry bobs up and down a bit and grabs your wrist, leading you to the small stage in the back of the pub. "We want to sing!" Harry announces to the bartender standing next to the stage. "Well...it's not open mic night, but..." He shrugs. "Whatever. I'll make an exception for ya." He hands Harry a microphone and then another one to you. "What do you wanna sing?" He asks, shuffling through the songs on the karaoke machine. "Surprise us," Harry says, then he looks to you and gives you a thumbs up. You roll your eyes. The bartender gives a small laugh. "Do you mind irony?" He says. "Not at all," Harry slurs back to him, and in moments Little Things is playing through the speakers. "I'll take me and Liam, you take Niall, Louis, and Zayn, okay go!" Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me, but bear this in mind it was meant to be...Harry gives you a reassuring nod. And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks, and it all makes sense to me. You almost jump when Harry comes in on the harmony, but once Harry start's singing Liam's part, you relax. You come in with harmony for him as well, earning a smile from his pink cheeks. After what seems like seconds, the song is done, and the bartender grabs one of the microphones. "Give it up for Harry Styles and...his girlfriend, everyone!" People around the bar clap and wolf-whistle, but Harry isn't satisfied. "Harry and Lily." He stutters into the microphone.
guys, check lily out please, she's a singer...........not that she needs me to promo her bc i guarantee she has 3x the followers i do...but still :)
