Meant For You

The Scary Part?

Chapter 8: The Scary Part?

--- Harry POV ---

Hope has finally decided that she’s ok with everyone knowing about us. I’d enjoyed getting to know her privately but it was starting to bug me how I couldn’t take her out on a proper date; to a movie and dinner, just to show the world that she’s mine.

I can do that now.

I have invited Hope over today for three reasons:

1.       I wanted to see her again

2.       The boys wanted to see her and

3.       She has an amazing voice

OK, so they’re not very good reasons and in actual fact it was kind of a ‘spare of the moment’ decision. I had already been thinking about inviting her over but I didn’t know if she was ready to go public or not. Today the boys and I are having a jam session. The jams are simple. We sit, sing, chill and play guitar all day. Nothing from the outside world gets in and we just have a good time.

Normally I would never invite another person to these because I’ve never had anyone I wanted to share the day with apart from my band mates, but now… now I want to show Hope just what we can do. I want to let her, help her, to get to know me. We’ve talked and she knows practically all there is to know about me but there is always more to learn so I’m showing her more today.

Plus, I want to show everyone how absolutely amazing she is at singing. Her voice, man, it’s the kind of voice that when you hear it, you never forget; it haunts your thoughts and the resonating and soulful quality just… seeps… into your body and hits you smack bang in the middle of your mind. I wanted the boys to hear so that I’m not alone in the constant craving to hear her sing all day long.

The jam session has started now so the boys and I are just sitting in Lou and I’s living room mucking about a little while Niall strums the strings of his guitar.

“Hey, um guys, I hope you don’t mind but I invited someone.” I bite my lip when I utter this sentence. They don’t mind that I would invite someone, but I can tell from all their faces that their question is ‘Who?’

“Hope’s ok with the publicity now then?” Liam states knowingly and I gape at him. How does he always know what’s going on. I look to Louis, he’s my best friend and his face tells me all I need to know. He had realised it too. So really it was only Zayn and Niall who didn’t put two and two together.

“Uh, yeah, she decided just today actually.” I say quietly, reaching my hand up to rub the back of my neck self-consciously. I scan Liam’s face first, noticing the slight smile that is tugging at his lips. I move to Louis second; his smile is huge and happy. Zayn has a smirk on his face; he’s been telling me for about two weeks now to just go for it ‘let the world see you and enjoy he rollercoaster’. Niall’s eyes are wide and he’s smiling like a fool. All the guys love Hope, which I am so grateful for.

“Good for you mate.” Louis exclaims in a yell and all the others nod their heads in agreement. At that moment the apartment phone that connects to the door of our complex rang its obnoxious tone. My heart rate literally doubled. I suddenly felt extremely nervous and begged Zayn to answer the phone and let Hope in.

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I waited as patiently as I could for Hope to arrive at our apartment but my constant fidgeting brought the attention of the rest of the group, at one point Louis had to physically clasp his hand over my knee to stop me from bouncing it. I gave Lou a weak apologetic smile.