Harry's POV

It is taking everything in me not to rest my hand on her thigh, to wrap her tiny hand in mine or to put my arm on the back of her chair. I feel like she's mine. I know she isn't, but everything inside of me is telling me that she's for me. She's perfect. And she has never looked more beautiful.

So why is she here with Liam? I don't understand how she doesn't see that I'm crazy about her. Maybe she doesn't want to see it. Maybe she'll never see me as more than a friend. That would absolutely crush me. I can honestly picture so many things with her. I don't understand how she doesn't see it. Plus, I know her way better than he does. I've known her for my entire life. Doesn't she remember all the promises we made to each other as kids? I couldn't forget even if I wanted to. Sure, you can say that we were just kids and it didn't mean anything, but it did. I know that it did. It had to.

Adie thinks that we stopped knowing each other when our moms stopped being friends. The truth is, when we stopped talking I still thought about her all the time. I got a little bit creepy...I watched her all the time at school and I would walk behind her on the way home until I had to go a separate way. I used to worry about her when we started high school; I could tell she was insecure about herself, but I watched every guy in school gawk at her. She's always been beautiful. I always noticed her, but she never noticed me. I thought maybe since we went to the same high school we could become friends again, but she made new ones and never gave me a second glance. So I left her alone, assuming that's what she wanted. If only I hadn't done that...I wouldn't be a step behind Liam.

Even if I can't act like Adie is my date, I'm still having a good time. We've been laughing non-stop at our table and the food was incredible. Everyone is just finishing their desert and I'm starting to get a little nervous. We have to perform soon. It's the first time we'll be playing our songs outside of Louis' garage. I haven't sang in front of that many people...my friends and my mum tell me that I can sing, but who knows if they're telling the truth or not. What if I actually suck and I get up there and make a complete idiot out of myself? That would be horrible. High school sucks enough as it is, I don't need everyone making fun of my singing too.

I jump slightly when Adie puts her hand on my knee. Apparently it was bouncing. The touch sends jolts of electricity through my body.

"Harry, relax," she says quietly, low enough that the others don't hear or notice. "Are you nervous?"

"A little," I admit. She gives me a reassuring smile and it makes my heart flutter.

"You're going to be great," she says, leaning closer to me. "You have nothing to worry about."

I feel alarmingly relaxed by her words she pats my leg once and removes her hand, leaving me frowning and slightly colder at the lack of contact. I look across the table at Caroline, who is giving me a weird smile. I raise my eyebrows and she just continues smiling. Yeah, she knows for sure. She shakes her head and I can see her laugh silently before she turns back to Niall. Maybe it would be a good thing if she knew....

"Harry, come on." I look up from my thoughts to see all the guys standing already, making their way to the stage. I feel my cheeks flush slightly as I stand and push my chair back. As I'm stepping away someone takes my hand; Adie of course. I turn and look down at her. She squeezes me hand.

"You're going to be great." She smiles up at me and I return it.

"You're not going to wish me luck?" I ask playfully.

"You don't need it."

My stomach does a flip at her words and I reluctantly release her hand, making my way to the stage. Louis clamps a hand on my shoulder.

"You're screwed, mate."

I sigh and nod my head. "I know."

Adison's POV

I turn my chair slightly so I can face the stage. Car comes and sits next to me where Liam previously sat, pulling it forward and turning it towards the stage like mine. I know they're all nervous, but Harry seemed worse than the rest. I've never seen him jumpy like that. He was always a showoff when we were kids. We didn't go to the same elementary school, but my mum and I always went when he had plays. He loved having the attention and he always did something to make people laugh or make himself stand out somehow. He's meant to be on stage, I know it.

The guys all pick up their instruments and do a few test notes, tuning their guitars and warming themselves up. They all have microphones in front of them, which is surprising to me. Can they really all sing? That would be incredible. Liam is the first to speak into the microphone.

"Hi guys, how's everyone doing tonight?" The crowd cheers and I smile at the reaction; every single person at our school likes these guys. There's no way that people aren't going to enjoy this performance.

"So...we don't really have a name yet," Louis jokes, drawing laughter from the audience. "But either way, we're going to play a few songs for you guys. Some covers and some of our own stuff. Everyone enjoy and feel free to start dancing!" They all look at each other and Harry walks up to his microphone stand.

As soon as the music starts playing I recognize the tune: Viva la Vida. I smile as they all start singing together; there there are no obvious solos and it's hard to pick out their individual voices since I've never heard them sing before. A bunch of people move to the dance floor to move along to the music. When the first song ends everyone cheers and all the boys smile. Next comes the song Stereo Hearts, followed by one of their own selections. It's an uptempo song, the kind that gets really easily stuck in your head. I think it was called Up All night. By now they're all having a great time and I can see that Harry's nerves have completely vanished. He sounds incredible, but I feel like all the music is drowning out the sound of his voice. I want to hear him on his own. He sounds amazing.

"So this next song was written by none other than Harry Styles. We just started practicing it, so if it's a little rough...it's not my fault." Everyone laughs at Louis' introduction and Harry shakes his head at him. They start playing the song and Zayn takes the lead. Liam sings next, smiling at me from the stage. Harry walks to the front of the stage next, bringing the mic to his lips and locking his eyes with mine.

"I hear the beat of my heart getting louder whenever I'm near you."

My heart rate picks up a bit and as they move to the chorus Harry looks away from me. His voice is completely perfect. Harry sings the melody, his voice ringing out above the rest. I can't take my eyes off him. He sings the next verse on his own, allowing me time to absorb his musical talent. He looks so at ease on that stage and by the sound of his voice I can tell he belongs there.

After this song they do a cover of I Gotta Feelin, which gets pretty much everyone on their feet and onto the dance floor. Car and I join them, getting close to the stage. I want to look at all of them because they sound so good, but I can't take my eyes off of Harry. After the song is over they announce that they have two more left.

"So everyone grab that someone special 'cuz this ones a bit slower. It's called Change My Mind," Liam says. Zayn leaves his drumset and they all stand in a line across the front of the stage, Niall the only one still with an instrument. He starts strumming a simple melody and Louis starts this one out. The music coming from the guitar is simple and softer this time, and I can hear his voice perfectly. It's very unique and he matches his pitch quite well. Zayn sings next, hitting each note perfectly with his very pop-sounding tone. Liam sings for a while next, eyes scanning the crowd. He never looks at me directly, the way I kind of hoped he would. This is obviously a song about going from friends to something more. Isn't that what we're doing? I was hoping this would kind of be like one of those corny movies where he sings his lines to me and I smile up at him on the stage until he's finished. Then he'd jump down and kiss me in the middle of the dance floor. I don't think that's what's about to happen. I thought this would be a special night especially since I finally had a date. Liam Payne. Maybe this isn't all what I built it up in my head to be. Liam starts the second verse and he hasn't even looked at me once. He doesn't even look like he's trying to find me.

I tear my eyes from Liam and look at Harry, who is in the centre of the five boys. I'm a little startled to see that he's already looking directly at me. His gaze is so intense that normally I would look away, but I can't. His eyes hold onto mine as he starts singing.

"Never felt like this before,
Are we friends or are we more?
As I'm walkin' towards the door,
I'm not sure."

They all sing the next chorus, but all I can hear is Harry and his completely perfect, raspy voice. All I can see is him. He's looking right back at me. I don't even know how he can see me so well. It's dark on the dance floor. When the chorus ends there's an instrumental and Louis leans over to say something. Harry's eyes leave mine and I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. Niall's sweet voice rings out for a few lines for his solo and they all sing together for the final verse. It's a beautiful song and as Zayn sings the last line Harry looks at me again, smiling and giving me a subtle wink. I can totally picture him as a real pop star right now; melting girls' hearts all over the globe.

I smile at him and they all readjust their positions on stage, going back to their instruments. I don't know if anything can top that; I just realized that my heart is beating extremely fast. I jump when Car appears beside me.

"They're so good!" She yells. "I can't even believe it! How did we not know about this?"

"I have no idea. They're so talented."

"Harry was totally staring at you," she says, quieter now. I blush and shrug, looking back to the stage as the music starts for the next song. It's upbeat and quite fun; typical pop song. It's un to dance to and by the last chorus everyone is singing along. The boys look like they're having the time of their lives. By the time the second verse is over, I can confidently guess that the song is called Heart Attack. Harry reminds me of him as a little boy as he dances around on stage, occasionally high-fiving someone in the audience. I prefer his voice during the slow songs, but he sounds great during this too. When the song is over they all stand on the edge and bow together, all smiling like idiots. Everyone is cheering like crazy; I think it's safe to say they were a hit.

They all run off stage and Car drags me over to the side where they're all standing and high-fiving each other, laughing and celebrating the success of their performance. Harry sees us first, taking a step towards me. I smile at him, knowing that he's going to hug me. Suddenly Liam steps in front of me, wrapping his arms around my waist and spinning me around.

"That was amazing!" he says as he sets me on the ground. I quickly look over his shoulder at Harry, who looks slightly disappointed. I look back at Liam and listen to him talk about the rush of being on stage. I want to be interested, but I can't focus on what he's saying. I'm getting kind of impatient; I want to congratulate Harry.

"Alright, I need to get a drink. I'll be right back." He kisses my cheek and heads off through the see of people now dancing to the music provided by the DJ. I watch him walk away, wondering how I went from being so excited to be here with him to this. Disappointed, maybe a little annoyed. This night isn't going the way I picture it would.

"What did you think?"

I jump at Harry's voice right next to me; I can feel his warm breath against my ear and it sends chills down my spine. I slowly turn to face him, our bodies quite close. Neither of us step back, though. I smile up at him shyly.

"You were incredible, Harry."

"Really? You liked it?"

"Everyone did! They loved you," I compliment, slightly shouting to be heard above the music. He smiles and shakes his head, leaning down close to my ear.

"I don't care about them. I only care about you."

My heart rate goes about one hundred rimes faster with that sentence. He means he only cares about what I thought of the music...the music. Right?

"I loved it," I admit quietly. He beams down at me and wraps me up in a tight hug. I wrap my arms around his neck and hit lifts me off the ground for a minute, making me giggle. He sets me down and I feel my face flush. He taps my nose and looks behind me, his look souring slightly. I turn and look over my shoulder, seeing Liam approaching. I look back at him and he gives me a sad smile.

"I'm going to get a drink," he says to me, walking away as Liam approaches. He takes my hand and pulls me to the dance floor. Car sees us and immediately squeals and takes one of my hands, pulling me closer to her. I think she's been drinking...she doesn't usually grind on me. It's hilarious when she's like this. We really are polar opposites; I have no idea how we're so close. I also have no idea why she's friends with me. I'm so boring compared to her.

After a while the DJ announces that he'll be playing a few slow songs. Liam immediately takes my hand and leads it up to his neck, followed by the other one. He puts his hands on my lower back and we start swaying to the music. I start feeling a little awkward with the silence and I'm not sure what to say.

"Are you having fun?" he asks finally.

"Yeah," I say, nodding my head. It's not a complete lie...its just that he's not the reason I'm having fun. I constantly find myself searching for Harry. Crap.

"Me too. You really look great, Adie."

"Thanks. You were really good tonight," I compliment. "The band was fantastic."

"It was so much fun," he says, beaming. "I hope we get more gigs. It's so great being on stage."

"Yeah, I could tell. You have a great voice."

"Mind if I cut in?"

I turn to see Harry standing beside us, smiling at me and looking back at Liam. Liam takes a step back from me and pats Harry on the arm. He tells me he's going to get a drink and steps away from the dance floor without another look back at me. I frown at his back. He seriously doesn't care? He doesn't care if Harry dances with me? What happened to the Liam that got pissed when Harry even talked to me? Now we're just...okay. That's fine. He's obviously not into me anymore.

"So...whatcha thinkin' about," he asks cutely. I snap out of my thought and turn to him; he's watching me with a curious smirk.

"Sorry."

"Dont worry about it," he laughs. He takes one hand in mine and surprises me by keeping it there instead of putting it on the back of his neck. He rests his other hand on my waist and I'm not really sure what to do with mine. He chuckles and gently lifts it to rest against his chest, letting it go after a minute and putting his hand back at my waist.

"This is different," I say, laughing a little. "I thought people only danced like this in the movies."

"What can I say, I'm full of surprises," he jokes, doing some quicker steps and slowing back down again. I laugh and find it extremely easy to follow his lead. "So, are you having a good time?"

I shrug and look down at his chest. A few of his buttons are undone and his sparrow tattoos are poking out. He pulls my body closer to his, pressing our fronts together.

"Adie, is everything okay?"

"Yeah....yeah. I just....you know what, nevermind." I laugh it off and fiddle with his collar with my hand that's resting on his chest.

"Ads, you can talk to me. You know that." I look up at him and my heart flutters. There's always so much care in his eyes when he looks at me like that. I know that he means it, too. It's not a joke to him and he really does mean what he says. I don't know how I can tell with him and not anyone else, but I just can. I know that I can trust him with anything. I didn't have to build a trust with Harry, it was just there.

"I guess I had some expectations for how this night would go. It's not turning out the way I thought it would."

He nods and turns us a bit. "You mean Liam?"

"Yeah. I thought that I liked him."

The look in his eyes changes. All humour is gone and he's staring at me with that intensity again, mixed with something else that I haven't seen before. It reminds me a little of the night he almost kissed me by the campfire.

"And now?" he asks, slowing our movement and pushing me tighter against him by my lower back.

"Now I don't know." My voice is quiet but I'm sure that he heard me. He looks back and forth between my eyes, as if he's trying to tell if Im lying or not. The song fades out and a fast one starts. I reluctantly back away and take my hand from his, letting both drop at my sides. People around us start jumping around and moving the the fast beat, but Harry is just staring at me.

"Adie!" I jump when Car screams my name, taking my hand and making me dance. When I look back at Harry he's not there anymore. I frown and look around, not spotting him anywhere. I do find something though.

Liam. Making out with Ashlee.

Notes

i know i used old songs, but theyre so classic. i wish is still one of my absolute favourites from the boys so i just had to put it in there :) i also wanted to use little things, but i feel like in every story where they sing they use that one so i decided to mix it up a bit.
also liam is just an assholeeee. stupid. so mean. i do NOT like him right now
that wasnt even my plan it just happened. gah.

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