Calamity with angels //HS

WOMAN, chapter 2

A/N hey bebs its indie, this chapter was written by morgan!! gt excited as we start to see more depth with the boys and Sage. hehe, will harry redeem himself from this one?? who knows. 

Sage's POV:

I didn't know what Niall meant by him never seeing Harry act like that before, and why did he say "good luck"?... Ah, men, the most confusing breed of all time.

After speaking to Niall, I made my way to the side of the stage as per Harry's request. After waiting a few minutes for the boys the empty stage glows a bright shade of red. "HA-" I laugh to myself at the irony of the red lights to the name of this building being REDS. I didn't realize how loud I had laughed because I was getting some questionable side-eyes from the people around me.

*Play song now*

The next thing I know smoke coming from the side of the stage covering the floor. "Should we just search romantic comedies on Netflix and see what we find". I hear a familiar British voice come out of the speaker next to me. 

The boys appeared on stage causing the small crowd of women in the back of this little building to squeal. I turn my head to Niall, giving him a thumbs up. My eyes are suddenly caught on Harry. "Holy shit," I say to myself. The red lights really made Harry look irresistible.

Harry's eyes caught me staring at him..."I'm selfish I know" Giving me a smirk while continuing to sing. Harry sings to the girls in the back while I watch Niall kill it on the guitar. Niall has always loved music and I was so happy when he told me about joining this band.

My phone started buzzing, 

fuck I hope this isn't my father. I swear I reached out to him a month ago and now he thinks he owns me.  

 I ignored the call then look up startled with Harry up in my face. "WOMEN" He sang only a few inches from my face. I rolled my eyes at him. "WOMEN" he grabbed my hand forcefully pulling me closer to him. "W- WOMEN" I forced my hand from his. 

He must think he's hot shit if he believes it's that easy to get with me.

I then felt him softly place his hand on my lower back. for some reason, there was a shade of what looked like disappointment in his eyes. nonetheless, his sweat and soothing voice overtook my thoughts before they could run away with this whole disappointed idea. 

Why is he giving me butterflies, and why are my hands sweating. 

Out of reflex, I pushed him off of me. He gave me a scowl looking frustrated. Turning away from me pissed off. 

Wtf, why is he mad he is the one that grabbed me and tried to serenade me with a song.

I turn my head to Niall, who had just witnessed this whole thing, giving him a confused look. He looks at me astounded. He mouths "I don't know"  I inhaled deeply. This is not how I pictured this night to go.

I watch Harry start to sing to other women as he had just done to me. 

He obviously just wanted to get in my pants. 

I bet he's going to be fucking one of those girls by the end of the night. Should have known, all men are the same. 

Kill all men.

Harry turned his head from one of the girls and sang to me "Apologies are never gonna fix this". Giving me a devilish smirk and proceeding to sing to his next culprit. 

Harry fucking Styles. I hate him.

Harry never looked at me again throughout the rest of the song. I just enjoyed watching Niall, Louis, and Liam perform. 

At least they didn't have a cocky ego that thinks they are good enough to get in everyone's pants.

The song ended, the red lights faded off as the boys walked off stage. I proceeded backstage to go meet up with Niall

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Ahhh that was my first time writing... I hoped you liked it.

Love, Morgan

Fun Fact: Indie and I met on Wattpad a month ago in the comments of Stall. And have been best friends since. We both decided to start writing this fanfic with the love of dark Harry. And ya here we are.