Two Steps Closer

Two

Harry's p.o.v.
I wake to my blinds open and I cringe, the light blinding me. Liam. He must have done this. I stretch in my bed for a few minuets, trying to delay my full awakening and my phone rings. I check the time
"Who could be bloody ringing at 9:30?" And I pick it up "Yellow?"
"Yes Harreh, finally woke up have ya?" It was Louis
"Louis, your right next door mate, you didn't have to ring" I explain to the loud boy
"Yes I know, but I know you hate morning calls so... I thought.. I should call Harry in the morning!" Louis shouts.
I place the phone down. This boy could be heard form the bathroom without the speaker on. Louis starts balbbing in about something that Zayn did and I simply cut the call and head to the bathroom. I stand facing the mirror, in my black boxers. My arms done up in various tattoos. I flip my hair to the side a bit and start brushing my teeth when she pops into my head.
She never left my heart, despite the girls I've had after her. She never seems to get out of my head. I shake my curls and discard my boxers and step under the hot water, the hard jets falling on my skin feels like a mini massage on my chest and back. After washing my hair and body I step out and wrap a towel, low around my waist. I quickly change into simple black jeans that have cuts around the knees and a black tee shirt. My hair in its usual messy quiff and my face lathered in moisturiser. I slip on my cross necklace and a few rings and head out the door.
I strut into the main living room, Zayn sketching something in his book of secrets, Liam cooking something or the other, Niall watching the television and Louis watching with him. I move to the kitchen
"What's up buttercup?" I say to Liam and hop onto the island
"Okay one, get off the counter I'm experimenting and two I'm fine thanks mr. Sleepy head" he replies with his eyebrows stitched together
"Alrighty then" I hop off and the main phone rings. Zayn turn on the speaker
"Hello there boys" it's our choreographer, "I have an announcement to tell you boys so head down to the cars now please. See you in a few... That rhymed" Paul Roberts hangs up without even letting us send a word in.
We all get up like robots and head for the door silently. After dancing around to the different music on the radio we arrive, fans crowding around the stadium doors for the show tonight. We were in LA.
We walk in and chairs are spread out along the base of the stage and all of us pick a seat. And Paul walks in.
"Good mornin' boys" he cheers and all of us greet him back,
"Now I would just like to say that-" my phone rings, i slip it out and see it's this woman. She won't leave me alone
"I'm sorry I have to take this" I say and scramble out the side doors and Paul continues to talk, his voice turns to soft murmurs as I distance my elf and finally pick up the phone
"Yes Caroline?" I sigh into the phone
"I want you back Harry" she replies immediately and I pinch the bridge of my nose
--------Back on the Stage--------
Paul continues to talk to the four boys, "we are going to be having a new member join our team in a few weeks, she's gonna be your choreographer... Well semi- choreographer, don't forget shout me when you see her"
"Oh so it's a 'her'?" Niall asks he smirks
"Don't get lost in her beauty" Paul remarks
"Calm down, it's not like she's medusa or something like that" Zayn kids, "right?"
The boys laugh and Louis turns to the side door which Harry left from, "I bet it's Caroline again"
Liam scoffs "She won't leave the poor kid alone"... Paul sends his phone around to show everybody a photo of the new group member.
Her soft curls reach her shoulder and her blue eyes are as blue as the sea, Nicole.
"I think I'm in love lads" Niall says
The boys head off back as Harry gets off the phone, "Caroline" he says this one word and the boys groan.
"What was the news Paul wanted to tell us?" Harry asks Liam and Liam tells him.
"Just a new choreographer that's helping Paul" Harry nods, oblivious to who she really is...