One Lucky Girl

Chapter 6

Harry's POV

I was kind of pissed that everyone over reacted about my "outburst" at dinner last night. I wouldn't technically call it an outburst, it was more like a statement. But I guess statements nowadays are outbursts. And now with of all the shit that happened I didn't want to see anyone today. But I couldn't stay home, I had to hang out with fucking Audrey. Yes, I've been an ass but she doesn't have to act like a bitch. I dreaded getting out of the car leaving all of my thoughts and walking into the studio.

Day one with the annoying bitch.

Yet, she was kind of pretty. I really loved her eyes and her hair has perfect brown waves. And her smile... oh her smile could light up a whole room. Wait. Snap out if it Harry. You hate her. You hate her. You want nothing to do with her. Though, I had this small feeling in my gut that I was lying to myself. But I had to push it aside and focus on myself.

I quickly scruffed up my hair and pushed it aside as I walked inside and I could hear a few girls squealing. They loved when I did that and I have no idea why. The door felt like a thousand pounds and the hallways were complete darkness. I raped the walls until I found the light switch and flicked it on. I sang quietly to myself as I walked like a snail to the room

**It makes your lips, so kissable

And your kiss, so missable

Your finger tips, so, touchable

And your eyes, irresistible**

As I was singing a familiar faced popped into my head. Long brown hair, perfect waves. It was too bad I couldn't see her face. I bet it's someone beautiful. I kept singing and the girls face turned around in the midst of my thoughts. Holy shit it was Audrey. Why was she in my thoughts. Or more specifically, why I was picturing her while singing.. I quickly tapped myself on the head to get my head straightened out and I finally approached the door. I slowly turned the door knob and noticed I was the only one in the room. WHAT? I was never first. I was known as latey Harry. Funny huh? No. I wasn't alone for long though. The door plowed open and my eyes widened. It was Audrey.

Of course, I was stuck with her alone to wait for the rest of the boys. She kind of stood there awkwardly and gave a little smirk as she stumbled over her untied sneakers. I just stared. An emotionless stare and I could see her uncomfortableness as she just watched my every move. I had no words to say I kind of just observed her, as she walked over to the couch across from me. Hazel eyes, brown waves, light pink plumped lips, cheek bones, perfect body. She was overall perfect. But I didn't want anything to do with her.

"Why do you just stare at me lol that?" I blurted out

"Because you do that to me" she snapped.

"We'll you could at least say something"

"Like what? Hey harry why are you such an ass to me? No"

"Umm.. Err.." I stumbled for words but luckily the four other boys came running in. Saved by the bell. wait no... Boys?

"OOOOH ARE HARRY AND AUDREY... FLIRRRTING?" Niall said in a 5 year old girl voice.

I just grunted and she rolled her eyes. She immediately smiled though when Zayn sat beside her and kissed her on the check. Her cheeks turned rose red and giggled turning away from his gaze. It was disguising to watch their flirt fest.

"So Aud," Zayn smirked, "do you play the fabulous game of football?

"If you mean football as in soccer then yes, yes I do" she replied.

"Lads, were going to the park to play a pick up match" liam said.

Ugh. I loved football and all but I didn't want to play with Audrey.