Muse [h.s.]

7. to us

🎵Cross Your Mind — Niall Horan

Harry's POV

I haven't seen her like this in...fuck, actually, I can't remember the last I've seen her like this.

She's giggling, fueled by the liquor — mostly the tequila shots Lydia was pouring down her throat. Lydia and her are dancing in front of us, giggling and jumping around to the music. Aurelia's hair is whipping across her cheeks, strands getting stuck to her neck.

We're all seated in the private area with a single glass panel in front of us that overlooks the rest of the nightclub. Aurelia said something earlier about it being one-way, saying that while we could see the rest of the club, they couldn't see us. I smile to myself, recalling the excitement in her eyes as she spoke.

The Full Moon is absolutely amazing, it's everything that she's ever wanted. I didn't think she'd own a nightclub, but seeing her now, with her security and employees coming to speak to her every so often — I can see the way she carries herself, the way she takes on the role so effortlessly, the way she nods and speaks with her chin held high.

She was made for this. I don't think owning a bar would have been fulfilling at all for her; no, she always adored the lively, spontaneous things, and owning a nightclub allows her to experience that.

I turn my attention back to her little dancing figure. Her laughter is like music, breathing life back into me after what felt like so long. Just being in her presence is intoxicating, but in every sense of it being good.

"So, how'd you all get to be so close?" Kyle asks, bringing me back to reality. Jax immediately brings his straw to his mouth, drinking from his glass  to avoid Kyle's question.

Thanks a lot, mate.

I'm not sure how to answer this, I definitely feel like it isn't really my place, being that it seems that Aurelia hasn't told him the truth about her and I.

Which doesn't bother me at all, this is her boyfriend and her life; I understand why it'll be hard, all the things we went through aside, I can't imagine what it's like for her to explain that she had a....well-known ex-boyfriend.

I certainly didn't expect it, though. I mean, I had no clue she was seeing someone. I saw the way her eyes widened for the split second when he wrapped his arm around her waist when he walked in. I saw the way those same eyes seemed to hold all her nerves when he recognized me, which was why I decided to interject.

I'm in no place to form my own opinion, but he certainly doesn't seem like her...type. With his surfer attitude, his strawberry blonde hair — I mean, for fuck's sake, he was wearing a plain tshirt to the club.

But, if Aurelia's happy, that's what matters. She deserves happiness.

It was a bit funny to me; Lydia had whispered to me after that Kyle seemed more starstruck than when Ella and I had first met, which made me laugh.

I know I shouldn't have, but I had decided to play just a little bit with him, shushing him. I don't know what Aurelia thought, but all I knew was that I was in a room with the love of my life and her current boyfriend — can't really blame me.

I don't even know how I got here, in this moment. I came to Miami because I did see in the media about her club opening. There was an article of the club's opening last week and I came across the photo of Aurelia and Brad clipping the red ribbon, signaling the club's grand opening.

And, well, Lydia posted it on her story online. While she didn't tell me directly or intentionally, I guess she did tell me in some way.

I only came to congratulate Aurelia, genuinely. I'm proud, I'm so unbelievably proud of her, there'd be no way that I wouldn't congratulate her in person. Plus, I had no clue that Lydia and Jax were in town.