Triple Threat (H.S)

chapter three.

Harry's pov

Standing in the street, I pull up google maps on my phone. We've been going to the same haunt every week for a year and it closed down so we're trying a new karaoke spot that Louis' girlfriend recommended and his directions from the tube station to the venue are the definition of useless. 

What does left at the brick house mean? I type in our chat.

All of these houses are brick, Louis.

Keying in the name of the bar I discover that I'm two minutes away and sigh in relief that at least Louis' directions haven't been taking me away from the destination. I enter the bar just as a message comes through from Zayn saying that they've secured a booth towards the back, glancing up from my phone I notice them by stage and gesture to the bar, signaling that I'm going to grab a drink.

 I push my way through the mass of people and attempt to make my way towards the bartender. As I move through the throng of karaoke-goers I feel my foot catch on the bottom of a barstool and I blindly put my hand out, attempting to grab the bar top so I wouldn't stack it onto the floor. I close my eyes slowly to regain my balance and straighten up, opening them and hoping nobody saw me trip.

 As I regain focus I connect eyes with the girl in front of me, her baby blues are narrowed at me and her face the picture of 'don't fuck with me'. Her fiery red hair cascades down around her face and her cherry red lips are drawn into a tight line as she assesses my face.

 I furrow my eyebrows together wondering why she's glaring at me. As she glances down, I follow her gaze to my hand on her wrist and my eyes widen as I pull it away and apologize in embarrassment. As she lets me squeeze past, I make my way to our booth without getting a drink, cringing at my awkwardness.

'Another cherry bomb?' I hear the bartender ask her as I walk away.

I make my way over to the booth. Sliding in on the opposite side to Louis and Zayn.

They look at me for about 2 seconds before they burst into laughter.

'Did you seriously just trip over and grab onto a person?' Louis asks me whilst trying not to lose it again.

'Maybe, I just quite literally fell for her' I answered him cheekily, focusing my eyes on the table.

Zayn rolls his eyes at me fondly, 'you fall for everyone H'

I glance back over at her, her red lips wrapping around the straw in her drink. 'She's a cherry bomb Zaynie, everything about her is red and sweet like a cherry.'

A guy walks over to her and she laughs at something he says, nudging him in the ribs playfully. A pang of jealousy goes through me and I shake it off. I don't even know her name, I'm not allowed to be jealous. They turn and start walking over to the booths and my head snaps away so that she won't catch me staring.

 As they walk past our table I smile at her only to be gifted with another of her looks and she glowers at me like I just killed her cat, and I would never ever kill a cat. I tilt my head to the side in a why gesture before Louis nudges me and turns my attention back to the conversation. Once she sits down I find myself staring again as she gestures whilst talking to the people with her. The karaoke starts a few minutes later and a boy gets up on the stage to perform a painfully off-key version of 'it wasn't me'. I know I'm signed up for the second karaoke spot because I called ahead to make sure I was near the front because I needed to leave at a reasonable time because I have an audition tomorrow. As I move towards the stage, cherry bomb catches my eyes and raises her eyebrows skeptically.

I smirk at her, I know I can sing.

As I'm adjusting the mic, the DJ announces the song I'm singing from the booth and I notice Louis leaning back to join in her conversation. Louis says something as she throws her head back in laughter. I smile and start singing, causing her attention, and the rest of the clubs to snap to me. I keep my eyes on hers and point at her as I sing, a beautiful smile cracking out on her face. With the stage increasing my confidence exponentially, I blow a kiss at her. Louis dramatically throws himself across the booth to throw it back at me and I mimic putting it in my pocket 'for later' I mouth before throwing myself back into the music, the guitar solo causing me to go crazy, sinking down onto my knees and throwing my head forwards.

As I start to make my way back off the stage, my brain instantly moves onto another song and I chuckle to myself as I move back to the DJ booth to try and persuade him to let me do another song.

He lets me pretty easily and I step back up to the stage 'this song is dedicated to cherries because they are a kickass fruit and red is my favourite colour' I ramble, mentally face palming at my lack of a way with words.

I dance around the stage, until I reach the second chorus and change the phrasing, directing it specifically to her. As I finish the song and walk back down to our seats I realise I have to tell her what I've been calling her for the song to make sense and I feel my cheeks heating up slightly. She stands up and moves towards me, grabbing my shirt and pulling me down to her level. My heart speeds up as she whispers in my ear, her warm cherry-flavoured breath fanning down my neck.

 'My turn'.

I keep my eyes trained on her as she walks up to the stage seductively making me squirm uncomfortably on the hard leather seat. I don't know what kind of hot and cold game she's trying to play with me but I'm ready to follow her anywhere.

The music starts and I spread my legs further apart, huffing out a breath. Tease.

She moves around the mic stand like it's a stripper pole, shaking her hips and dropping down. The entire bar is focused on her but the way she keeps making eye contact with me makes it clear that it's all for me even if it's just for tonight. As she heads back towards me I perk up but she saunters right past me, cherry tease.

She goes over to her friend, who I now know as Val, and they enthusiastically launch into a conversation. I turn back to the boys and we talk about the performance and Zayn tells me he let slip my nickname for - at least I no longer need to explain it.

Still glancing over at her every few minutes, we continue our conversation for a while until she catches my eye and gestures for me to come to her. I get up and walk over to her slowly, goose bumps breaking out across my skin as her nails drag down my arm.

'Wanna get out of here?' she asks, leaning up to reach my ear.

'yes, let's get out of here, cherry bomb,' I whisper back at her, grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards the door.

AN// I rewrote and reformatted the first few chapters and split them up so it's less chunky. If this is being read I'd love votes/interactions or even you think it shit them some feedback would be ace !!