Chances || H.S.

18 | Tease

Harry:

I'm currently sitting in my chair letting Sophie run through my hair one last time before she deems it perfect for tonight's show. Easton has retreated down the hall to hang out and get ready with Sarah because apparently, she doesn't want us to see each other before the show. I am glad they are getting along though, and it made me smile when Sarah came to my dressing room earlier asking for her.

I know I panicked about Jeff talking to her, but maybe I wasn't giving him the benefit of the doubt. The last thing I wanted was for him to say something that upset her and ruin the rest of her time here.

We had decided not to tell each other what we were wearing tonight, wanting to keep it a complete surprise to the other. I typically wear pretty basic suits or some form of a dress shirt with slacks, but tonight I chose one of the boldest suits that hangs on the racks. There is no set schedule for what I have to wear, but I try to go with one that fits the vibe of the city we are in, and this one is quite fitting for Vegas.

It's a red and black diamond printed suit, that is rather loud, but for some reason, I just felt drawn to this one for tonight. When I asked Easton for an idea of what she was wearing, she just shrugged and told me that I would have to wait and see.

"There you go, all done," Sophie says from behind me to stand beside me, resting her arm on my shoulder. She looks at me through the mirror and smiles a warm smile.

"Something is different about you tonight," she states, an eyebrow quirking up as she speaks. "I wonder if it has to do with a certain someone." I don't miss the small wink as she pats my shoulder and starts to organize the products on the table.

"Maybe it does have something to do with her," I bring my hand to my mouth and pull my bottom lip between my thumb and pointer finger.

"I'd say. She's gorgeous." Sophie continues to clean up while I stare ahead in the mirror.

"She is, truly." I agree and push myself out of the chair. I wrap an arm around her shoulders and pull her into a side hug. "Thanks for making me look better," I tease before I let her go and walk to the other side of the room to gather up the suit.

"You make it so hard," a laugh comes from her as she speaks. "I'm leaving this hairspray in case you need it." She says to me while she walks out of the room, but I'm not dumb, I hear the tone of her voice.

"Yeah, yeah. Go on." I let out a breathy laugh, but I feel a tinge of heat on my face from her suggestion.

"Have a good show, Harry!" I hear her say as she's walking down the hall. I close the door and glance at the clock. An hour until I am supposed to go on and I can hear the muffled sounds of the crowd through the door. It's always the last hour where I get the most jittery, and tonight is a whole new type of jittery.

I shake off the nerves and undress from my jeans and t-shirt and begin to pull on my suit pants when I hear a knock on the door.

"Harry?" I hear Jeff's voice through the door and mention for him to come in. I was hoping it was Easton, but I suppose she really meant it when she said she wanted to keep everything a surprise.

He walks in and shuts the door behind him. I turn and nod at him before I shrug the white see-through shirt on over my bare body.

"Where's Easton?" He asks as he leans against the door.

"She's with Sarah actually." I smile, "They've seemed to hit it off. I don't know if that's a good thing or not." Jeff takes me by surprise and laughs as he leaves his spot on the door and goes to take a seat on the couch.