If I Lay Here
Chapter 22
“Wanna go sit for a little?” Harry whispered in my ear between songs. I nodded, wiping the sweat forming on my forehead from dancing. We went through song after song, Harry doing stupid little moves every so often to get me to laugh. I took his big hand in mine as he guided us in to the restaurant area. Liam and Eleanor were already at a booth together, talking and sipping on their drinks when we approached. I slid in opposite them followed by Harry who was rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt.
“Hey lady! Haven’t seen you in a while!” Eleanor greeted, offering me a sip from her drink. The faint smell of sweet alcohol drifted from the glass. I never found the appeal of drinking and I didn’t plan on experimenting with it now. Politely, I shook my head ‘no’, cuddling in to Harry’s side a bit further.
“Niall started a tab earlier. Do you guys want anything?” Liam asked while gesturing to the bar area. Harry looked down at me questioningly.
“Sure,” he answered, looking back at Liam, “Sprite?” I nodded in response and Liam gathered the orders, leaving just Hally and Eleanor alone at the table. “Where’s Louis?” Harry wondered.
“Niall came over and said he needed his help with something.” She replied. “I know he’s been trying to get a hold of the DJ station all night, maybe he needed a little bit of mischief to get the job done.”
Liam returned shortly after with two tall glasses of soda which we graciously accepted. Suddenly, light tapping could be heard on the microphone in the other room. Harry and I turned around to get a better look at the dance floor from our seats. Sure enough Niall and Louis were proudly standing behind the DJ station with massive headphones hanging around their necks.
“Yo, yo, yo! MC Nialler in the house!” Niall boomed through the mic earning hoots and cheers from the crowd gathered around them. Harry and I grabbed our drinks before heading to join the crowd with Eleanor and Liam following closely behind.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Louis called out, “It’s that time of the night where nearly half of you are smashed enough to embarrass your arses in kareokeeeeee!”
“Do we have any takers?” Niall yelled out. Harry tucked in behind me, bringing his glass to his lips slyly. Louis and Niall scanned the room for willing participants before Louis’ eyes fell directly on the curly haired boy behind me.
“Hazzy, I have the perfect song for us to do! Get your butt up here!” Louis cried as a movie screen slowly appeared behind the DJ table, displaying what Louis had up on the computer. Everyone turned to look at Harry who had his eyebrows raised upwards in slight shock. Part of me knew he expected this to happen. He looked at me as if pleading to get him out of it, but, like the fantastic girlfriend I am, I nudged him toward the two. Harry groaned, handing me his drink, and kissing me lightly on the forehead, before making his way to his tipsy friends. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause. “Now I think you’ll remember this little number.” Louis said while pressing play on the laptop and tossing Harry a mic.
Instantly, the opening tune to Breaking Free from High School Musical pulsed through the dance hall’s speakers. Harry shot me a pleading look from the stage to which I returned with a thumbs up. Harry tossed back his head in a chuckle causing Louis to take charge as Troy.
“We’re soarin’, flyin’, there’s not a star in heaven that we can reach!” Louis belted.
“If we’re trying…so we’re…Louis I can’t do this!” Harry called over the music as he laughed.
“Hush up Gabby! In a way that‘s different than who we are!” Louis sang while trying to keep up with his lines and yell at Harry at the same time. Harry shoved him lightly to the side, and carried his lines.
“Creating space between us ‘till we’re separate hearts!” Harry began to add in the dramatics, serenading Niall who threw an arm around his shoulder and ruffled his curls.
“But your faith it gives me strength
Strength to believe.
We're breakin' free!
We're soarin',
Flyin',
There's not a star in heaven
That we can't reach
We're trying
But we're breaking free!”
“Oh we’re breaking freeeeeeee!” Louis trilled at the top of his voice.
“Can you feel it building
Like a wave the ocean just can't control
Connected by a feeling
Ohhh, in our very souls
Rising 'till it lifts us up
So every one can see
We're breakin' free!
We're soarin',
Flyin'
There's not a star in heaven
That we can't reach
If we're trying
But we're breaking free
Ohhhh runnin'
Climbin'
To get to that place
To be all that we can be
Now's the time
So breaking free”
They had the entire crowd on their feet. Harry waved his hand at me, gesturing me to join him. I placed our sodas on a nearby table and ran up to join him with Eleanor hot on my heels. Harry reached out for my hand , twirling me in to his side so my back was pressed against his chest and his arms were wrapped securely around my waist.
“More than hope
More than faith
This is true
This is fate
And together
We see it comin'
More than you
More than me
Not a want, but a need
Both of us breakin' free
Soarin'
Flyin'
There's not a star in heaven
That we can't reach
If we're trying
Yeah we're breaking free
Breaking free
Were runnin'
Ohhhh, climbin'
To get to the place
To be all that we can be
Now's the time
Now's the time
So we're breaking free
You know the world can see us
In a way that's different than who we are!”
As they closed the song Harry and Louis erupted in laughter along with the cheers of the audience. Louis gave him a high five and plastered a sloppy kiss to the top of my head. Harry ran his fingers through his hair before cupping my face in his hands. His deep green eyes bore extreme happiness. He seemed nearly drunk off adrenaline from the silly performance. With the goofy grin plastered on his face, Harry ran his fingers through my hair, brushing from the roots all the way down to the tips.
"You’re weird.” I remarked, reaching up to poke his nose. Harry puffed his cheeks out like a blow fish before pecking my forehead with a little kiss.
“I may be weird, but so are you.” He teased.
“Oh am I?” I questioned, going slightly cross eyed after the last word. Harry threw back his head and let out a massive laugh.
“I lo-” he began before Niall’s voice rang through the microphone.
“Let’s get back to the music!” He yelled. I turned back to look at Harry who seemed a little flustered.
“What were you going to say?” I wondered. A wave of relief washed through Harry’s features at my question. He took my hand in his before guiding us back to our sodas.
“Nothing. It’s fine.” He assured me with a wink.
“Hey lady! Haven’t seen you in a while!” Eleanor greeted, offering me a sip from her drink. The faint smell of sweet alcohol drifted from the glass. I never found the appeal of drinking and I didn’t plan on experimenting with it now. Politely, I shook my head ‘no’, cuddling in to Harry’s side a bit further.
“Niall started a tab earlier. Do you guys want anything?” Liam asked while gesturing to the bar area. Harry looked down at me questioningly.
“Sure,” he answered, looking back at Liam, “Sprite?” I nodded in response and Liam gathered the orders, leaving just Hally and Eleanor alone at the table. “Where’s Louis?” Harry wondered.
“Niall came over and said he needed his help with something.” She replied. “I know he’s been trying to get a hold of the DJ station all night, maybe he needed a little bit of mischief to get the job done.”
Liam returned shortly after with two tall glasses of soda which we graciously accepted. Suddenly, light tapping could be heard on the microphone in the other room. Harry and I turned around to get a better look at the dance floor from our seats. Sure enough Niall and Louis were proudly standing behind the DJ station with massive headphones hanging around their necks.
“Yo, yo, yo! MC Nialler in the house!” Niall boomed through the mic earning hoots and cheers from the crowd gathered around them. Harry and I grabbed our drinks before heading to join the crowd with Eleanor and Liam following closely behind.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” Louis called out, “It’s that time of the night where nearly half of you are smashed enough to embarrass your arses in kareokeeeeee!”
“Do we have any takers?” Niall yelled out. Harry tucked in behind me, bringing his glass to his lips slyly. Louis and Niall scanned the room for willing participants before Louis’ eyes fell directly on the curly haired boy behind me.
“Hazzy, I have the perfect song for us to do! Get your butt up here!” Louis cried as a movie screen slowly appeared behind the DJ table, displaying what Louis had up on the computer. Everyone turned to look at Harry who had his eyebrows raised upwards in slight shock. Part of me knew he expected this to happen. He looked at me as if pleading to get him out of it, but, like the fantastic girlfriend I am, I nudged him toward the two. Harry groaned, handing me his drink, and kissing me lightly on the forehead, before making his way to his tipsy friends. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause. “Now I think you’ll remember this little number.” Louis said while pressing play on the laptop and tossing Harry a mic.
Instantly, the opening tune to Breaking Free from High School Musical pulsed through the dance hall’s speakers. Harry shot me a pleading look from the stage to which I returned with a thumbs up. Harry tossed back his head in a chuckle causing Louis to take charge as Troy.
“We’re soarin’, flyin’, there’s not a star in heaven that we can reach!” Louis belted.
“If we’re trying…so we’re…Louis I can’t do this!” Harry called over the music as he laughed.
“Hush up Gabby! In a way that‘s different than who we are!” Louis sang while trying to keep up with his lines and yell at Harry at the same time. Harry shoved him lightly to the side, and carried his lines.
“Creating space between us ‘till we’re separate hearts!” Harry began to add in the dramatics, serenading Niall who threw an arm around his shoulder and ruffled his curls.
“But your faith it gives me strength
Strength to believe.
We're breakin' free!
We're soarin',
Flyin',
There's not a star in heaven
That we can't reach
We're trying
But we're breaking free!”
“Oh we’re breaking freeeeeeee!” Louis trilled at the top of his voice.
“Can you feel it building
Like a wave the ocean just can't control
Connected by a feeling
Ohhh, in our very souls
Rising 'till it lifts us up
So every one can see
We're breakin' free!
We're soarin',
Flyin'
There's not a star in heaven
That we can't reach
If we're trying
But we're breaking free
Ohhhh runnin'
Climbin'
To get to that place
To be all that we can be
Now's the time
So breaking free”
They had the entire crowd on their feet. Harry waved his hand at me, gesturing me to join him. I placed our sodas on a nearby table and ran up to join him with Eleanor hot on my heels. Harry reached out for my hand , twirling me in to his side so my back was pressed against his chest and his arms were wrapped securely around my waist.
“More than hope
More than faith
This is true
This is fate
And together
We see it comin'
More than you
More than me
Not a want, but a need
Both of us breakin' free
Soarin'
Flyin'
There's not a star in heaven
That we can't reach
If we're trying
Yeah we're breaking free
Breaking free
Were runnin'
Ohhhh, climbin'
To get to the place
To be all that we can be
Now's the time
Now's the time
So we're breaking free
You know the world can see us
In a way that's different than who we are!”
As they closed the song Harry and Louis erupted in laughter along with the cheers of the audience. Louis gave him a high five and plastered a sloppy kiss to the top of my head. Harry ran his fingers through his hair before cupping my face in his hands. His deep green eyes bore extreme happiness. He seemed nearly drunk off adrenaline from the silly performance. With the goofy grin plastered on his face, Harry ran his fingers through my hair, brushing from the roots all the way down to the tips.
"You’re weird.” I remarked, reaching up to poke his nose. Harry puffed his cheeks out like a blow fish before pecking my forehead with a little kiss.
“I may be weird, but so are you.” He teased.
“Oh am I?” I questioned, going slightly cross eyed after the last word. Harry threw back his head and let out a massive laugh.
“I lo-” he began before Niall’s voice rang through the microphone.
“Let’s get back to the music!” He yelled. I turned back to look at Harry who seemed a little flustered.
“What were you going to say?” I wondered. A wave of relief washed through Harry’s features at my question. He took my hand in his before guiding us back to our sodas.
“Nothing. It’s fine.” He assured me with a wink.
Notes
Sorry for not updating in so long. This is the third draft I wrote and it is no where near the second or first draft. I hope you thought this was funny. What was Harry about to say? You'll find out soon!!Leave comments! Also, I made a video to Story of My Life on YouTube! Feel free to check it out and leave feedback! (CarlieKellie)
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-Carlie Xx.
Aw update please :/
5/28/14