If I Lay Here
Chapter 21
"Alls! See that girl over there? Can you talk to her for me?" Zayn pleaded, pointing in the direction of a petite blonde. She had her wavy hair held down by a golden headband that matched her leggings.
"Do you know who she is?" I asked. I figired if she was here she must have some connection to Simon or their label or something! She looked slightly familiar, but not enough for me to remember.
"Her name is Perrie! I've had a massive crush on her since she was on the XFactor! You have to help me on this. I didn't think she would be here!" He gushed. Perrie. Perrie Edwards...from Little Mix! I remembered watching them when the boys were guest performers that season.
"What do I get if this works?" I questioned, nudging Zayn's shoulder a bit.
"I'll talk the bartender into making you a chocolate milkshake," Zayn answered with a wink, remembering the Skype session with Harry he had walked in on. It was one of those days three milkshakes in an hour and a half span of time was really needed. Damn him for figuring out my weakness.
"Deal," I agreed, shaking Zayn's hand before making my way over to where Perrie was taking a break from the dancing. My heart began racing as I got closer to her. What on earth was I going to say? I've never had to be someones wing-woman. Besides, she is Perrie Edwards and I am just Harry's girlfriend. I'm going to word vomit. I am definitely going to word vomit. "Excuse me?"
"Hi!" She responded, quickly turning to look at me. What the hell am I going to say now!?
"Hi, I'm Ally." I said, offering my hand which she shook enthusiastically.
"I'm Perrie." She replied, "Are you a part of Simon's label too? I don't believe I've seen you before? Although, you do look kind of familiar."
"No! God no, I can't sing!" I told her with a laugh, "I'm here with Harry."
"That's it!" She remembered, snapping her fingers together in recollection. "You two have been on all those gossip shows for the past few days!"
"Oh no! Seriously?" I groaned. People really couldn't just give us a break. We are just teenagers!
"Yeah! It's been a while since Harry has been seen with a girl, but I guess that's because he's had you! Hadn't you been talking for a long time? How are you doing?" I could understand why Zayn liked her. She was just so...likeable! She's carrying off a conversation with me like we've been friends for the longest time.
"We were very close before." I answered with a sincere smile, "And I'm doing good. A few run ins with some upset fans here and there and the paps are going to take some getting used to, but overall I'm incredible. Actually, the reason I came over here is that my friend Zayn Malik...the one pretending to look through the menu over there, has a huge crush on you..." I gestured over my shoulder to where Zayn was sat with his eyes peering over the top of the menu. He caught my glance, and sent a little wave over to us. I swear, even in the colorful lights decorating the dance area, I could see his cheeks flushing pink. When I turned back I noticed Perrie's cheeks doing the same.
"Zayn has a crush...on me?" Perrie questioned, readjusting her headband.
"Yeah, and he kind of promised me I would get a chocolate milkshake if this all turns out good." I told her, causing her to laugh, "You should go talk to him though. Zayn is one of the nicest guys I know."
"I will! Thanks Ally! Make sure we get to hang out some more before this thing ends! It was great talking to you," Perrie said, wrapping me in a hug before striding off to join Zayn. With a smile, I turned away from the two to go find Harry. When I began maneuvering my way through the people on the dance floor I bumped into someone causing them to stumble back a bit.
"Alls! Where have you been!?' Nialls voice cheered as he engulfed me in a hug. I looked up to see his bright blue eyes piercing down at me.
"I've been busy helping Zayn with his love life," I told him, pulling away to gesture to where Zayn and Perrie were laughing and talking amongst themselves.
"That was quick....maybe you should be my wing-woman!" I could practically see the light bulb go off above his head.
"No, no, no. Not right now. I should really go and find Harry. Have you seen him?" I asked.
"He's still at the bar with Simon. I think they are talking about his 'intentions' or something of that sort." Niall explained. His intentions? It makes it seem like Harry and I are getting married. Curious, I made my way to the bar where, sure enough, Harry was sat with his back to me, moving his arms about in conversation with a thoroughly interested Simon. I was literally about to turn around and leave when Simon caught me. He gave me a polite wave over causing Harry to turn and give me a smile.
"Ally we were just talking about you," Simon said while gesturing between Harry and himself. Harry stood up from his seat on the bar stool to snake an arm around my waist. It was the simplest of touches, but all I needed to keep my nerves down to the deepest depths.
"Hopefully all good things!" I reached a hand up to ruffle Harry's curls and Simon chuckled.
"I think it's impossible for him to utter anything negative when it comes to you!" Simon answered. "It's quite refreshing."
"Well, I'm sure I'll see you again before we leave, but I think I'm going to take Ally for awhile before her wing-woman services are needed again," Harry interjected, giving Simon a firm handshake before he whisked me to the dance area.
To our left I spotted Louis and Eleanor dancing and bouncing up and down to the music pulsating through the overhead speakers. Niall was hanging out with the DJ, offering track to play next and trying to run the booth himself. Zayn and Perrie were still sat in the booth I left them in, but Zayn must have ordered them some drinks and an appetizer. I gave Perrie a congratulatory wave to which she responded by giving a nod to where Harry was protectively holding onto my waist.
“Wow, you really did get them together,” Harry whispered into my ear as he gazed off where Zayn was. A small smile spread across his face, illuminated by the lights around the DJ booth.
“What can I say? Being a wing-woman is my life calling.” I teased while dragging him away from the sight.
“Alls, do we really have to dance? I’m not very good. I’ll look like an idiot.” He whined, pulling me back into his body with a tug of my hand.
“We can look like idiots together!” I cheered. Harry rolled his eyes, but he had an adoring smile as he watched me lift his arms above his head and wave them around. “What was that old move you used to do? The ‘Drunken Clubber’ was it?” I began to move my arms around my head in attempt to recreate the weird dance Harry showed me a few months back when we first started talking.
“Babe, if you are going to steal my moves at least do them right,” He teased. Harry hung his head down so he was looking at his feet and moved his arms about his head making him look like he was wither trying to swim or shake his hair out. I burst out into laughter causing Harry to stop and join in. He reached out for my waist and pulled me into him again so we were chest to chest. Harry began swaying lightly with me in his arms. The song playing was the farthest thing from a slow song, but being able to dance this intimately with him was all I could really ask for right now.
I've only been here for a few days, but each day I’m spending at Harry’s side reminds me I am one day closer to leaving him again. I've done it before. I've said goodbye and it’s hurt, but this hurt is much deeper than before.
“Can we just stay like this?” Harry whispered into my ear as he gave my temple a soft kiss. I could feel him smile against my skin. What matters is right now. What matters is that he is happy and life is never better.
"Do you know who she is?" I asked. I figired if she was here she must have some connection to Simon or their label or something! She looked slightly familiar, but not enough for me to remember.
"Her name is Perrie! I've had a massive crush on her since she was on the XFactor! You have to help me on this. I didn't think she would be here!" He gushed. Perrie. Perrie Edwards...from Little Mix! I remembered watching them when the boys were guest performers that season.
"What do I get if this works?" I questioned, nudging Zayn's shoulder a bit.
"I'll talk the bartender into making you a chocolate milkshake," Zayn answered with a wink, remembering the Skype session with Harry he had walked in on. It was one of those days three milkshakes in an hour and a half span of time was really needed. Damn him for figuring out my weakness.
"Deal," I agreed, shaking Zayn's hand before making my way over to where Perrie was taking a break from the dancing. My heart began racing as I got closer to her. What on earth was I going to say? I've never had to be someones wing-woman. Besides, she is Perrie Edwards and I am just Harry's girlfriend. I'm going to word vomit. I am definitely going to word vomit. "Excuse me?"
"Hi!" She responded, quickly turning to look at me. What the hell am I going to say now!?
"Hi, I'm Ally." I said, offering my hand which she shook enthusiastically.
"I'm Perrie." She replied, "Are you a part of Simon's label too? I don't believe I've seen you before? Although, you do look kind of familiar."
"No! God no, I can't sing!" I told her with a laugh, "I'm here with Harry."
"That's it!" She remembered, snapping her fingers together in recollection. "You two have been on all those gossip shows for the past few days!"
"Oh no! Seriously?" I groaned. People really couldn't just give us a break. We are just teenagers!
"Yeah! It's been a while since Harry has been seen with a girl, but I guess that's because he's had you! Hadn't you been talking for a long time? How are you doing?" I could understand why Zayn liked her. She was just so...likeable! She's carrying off a conversation with me like we've been friends for the longest time.
"We were very close before." I answered with a sincere smile, "And I'm doing good. A few run ins with some upset fans here and there and the paps are going to take some getting used to, but overall I'm incredible. Actually, the reason I came over here is that my friend Zayn Malik...the one pretending to look through the menu over there, has a huge crush on you..." I gestured over my shoulder to where Zayn was sat with his eyes peering over the top of the menu. He caught my glance, and sent a little wave over to us. I swear, even in the colorful lights decorating the dance area, I could see his cheeks flushing pink. When I turned back I noticed Perrie's cheeks doing the same.
"Zayn has a crush...on me?" Perrie questioned, readjusting her headband.
"Yeah, and he kind of promised me I would get a chocolate milkshake if this all turns out good." I told her, causing her to laugh, "You should go talk to him though. Zayn is one of the nicest guys I know."
"I will! Thanks Ally! Make sure we get to hang out some more before this thing ends! It was great talking to you," Perrie said, wrapping me in a hug before striding off to join Zayn. With a smile, I turned away from the two to go find Harry. When I began maneuvering my way through the people on the dance floor I bumped into someone causing them to stumble back a bit.
"Alls! Where have you been!?' Nialls voice cheered as he engulfed me in a hug. I looked up to see his bright blue eyes piercing down at me.
"I've been busy helping Zayn with his love life," I told him, pulling away to gesture to where Zayn and Perrie were laughing and talking amongst themselves.
"That was quick....maybe you should be my wing-woman!" I could practically see the light bulb go off above his head.
"No, no, no. Not right now. I should really go and find Harry. Have you seen him?" I asked.
"He's still at the bar with Simon. I think they are talking about his 'intentions' or something of that sort." Niall explained. His intentions? It makes it seem like Harry and I are getting married. Curious, I made my way to the bar where, sure enough, Harry was sat with his back to me, moving his arms about in conversation with a thoroughly interested Simon. I was literally about to turn around and leave when Simon caught me. He gave me a polite wave over causing Harry to turn and give me a smile.
"Ally we were just talking about you," Simon said while gesturing between Harry and himself. Harry stood up from his seat on the bar stool to snake an arm around my waist. It was the simplest of touches, but all I needed to keep my nerves down to the deepest depths.
"Hopefully all good things!" I reached a hand up to ruffle Harry's curls and Simon chuckled.
"I think it's impossible for him to utter anything negative when it comes to you!" Simon answered. "It's quite refreshing."
"Well, I'm sure I'll see you again before we leave, but I think I'm going to take Ally for awhile before her wing-woman services are needed again," Harry interjected, giving Simon a firm handshake before he whisked me to the dance area.
To our left I spotted Louis and Eleanor dancing and bouncing up and down to the music pulsating through the overhead speakers. Niall was hanging out with the DJ, offering track to play next and trying to run the booth himself. Zayn and Perrie were still sat in the booth I left them in, but Zayn must have ordered them some drinks and an appetizer. I gave Perrie a congratulatory wave to which she responded by giving a nod to where Harry was protectively holding onto my waist.
“Wow, you really did get them together,” Harry whispered into my ear as he gazed off where Zayn was. A small smile spread across his face, illuminated by the lights around the DJ booth.
“What can I say? Being a wing-woman is my life calling.” I teased while dragging him away from the sight.
“Alls, do we really have to dance? I’m not very good. I’ll look like an idiot.” He whined, pulling me back into his body with a tug of my hand.
“We can look like idiots together!” I cheered. Harry rolled his eyes, but he had an adoring smile as he watched me lift his arms above his head and wave them around. “What was that old move you used to do? The ‘Drunken Clubber’ was it?” I began to move my arms around my head in attempt to recreate the weird dance Harry showed me a few months back when we first started talking.
“Babe, if you are going to steal my moves at least do them right,” He teased. Harry hung his head down so he was looking at his feet and moved his arms about his head making him look like he was wither trying to swim or shake his hair out. I burst out into laughter causing Harry to stop and join in. He reached out for my waist and pulled me into him again so we were chest to chest. Harry began swaying lightly with me in his arms. The song playing was the farthest thing from a slow song, but being able to dance this intimately with him was all I could really ask for right now.
I've only been here for a few days, but each day I’m spending at Harry’s side reminds me I am one day closer to leaving him again. I've done it before. I've said goodbye and it’s hurt, but this hurt is much deeper than before.
“Can we just stay like this?” Harry whispered into my ear as he gave my temple a soft kiss. I could feel him smile against my skin. What matters is right now. What matters is that he is happy and life is never better.
Notes
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5/28/14