Two Angels [h.s]

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I'm currently sitting on Harry's lap as I play with drum sticks as a big beautiful black drum set is in front of us. I tried to touch the shiny paint job but Niall slapped my hand away and in return, Harry punched him in the stomach. 

Harry initially wasn't amused. He stared down Niall for a solid hour as they were unpacking and setting up.

Niall began to point and direct people to their positions. The smile on blondies face was truly euphoric. He even slapped Louis' ass. 

I had to drag Harry up because I was so excited. Once he was up I dragged him to the little drummer seat as he pulled me onto his lap, our chests touching.

I smiled brightly and he only pulled me closer - this time trying to hide himself in my own shirt but it was too small. He groaned his head into my neck instead.

Its now been an hour and Harry's four margaritas down as I sip them off of him. Im still facing him with the sticks in my hands, lightly drumming on his head which makes him laugh.

Nialls in his theatre bossing mode right now.

Zayn was pronounced the singer.

Nialls on guitar and backup vocals. Whatever that means.

Harry's on drums.

Louis is on bass.

Liam's on the tambourine - happily, may I add.

Niall even got the girls in on it. But they were more than happy to sit back and watch. It was quite entertaining. 

Lia and Abby control the lights that Niall made sure are strobe.

Ivory and Bella are on sound check.

Yes. You heard it right.

We've created a studio in our living room... and nobody knows how to play except Niall.

Zayn even brought out weed. The smoke is currently in the air. It aided in making them participate. 

"Louis, it's not that hard." Niall's been instructing Louis on how to play two cords in the last hour. I think he's actually getting it. "Bass is simple." 

Liam keeps banging the tambourine on Nialls head.

I hum a song as I strum the sticks on Harry's head. "You having fun, sweet girl?" he chuckles as he pulls me into him. I place the sticks down as I smile into his frame. 

"So much! I find Nialls bossiness enjoying-"

"Louis, it's one bloody cord!" Niall instructs from behind as I turn my head.

My eyes scrunch in curiosity. "I feel like I'm partaking in a damn reality show." I snort as he kisses my cheek. "Im serious this is so dramatic-"

"Sugar," a voice speaks into the damn microphone.

I perk up and my hands raise like I've been arrested. "Don't yell at me, I'm a roadie."

Harry chuckles, pulling me together as he hugs me. His head is in my chest as he hugs the shit out of me. Looking back at Niall he only rolls his eyes.

"Your job is keeping Harry nice."

I nod, "it's working."

"Do you know how to play drums?"

I scratch my head, "I'm just going to slam stuff and make it sound good." I eye everyone, "I swear i'm a champ!" Liam only shakes the tambourine and I stare at Niall. "I feel like I'm publicly being made fun of."