ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 | H.S |

two - truth or dare

Harry's POV

I walked in the next night, right when I assumed their last call was. Some people still lingered around the bar, and I squeezed by, sitting at an empty corner of the bar.

Benny peeked over at me shaking his head as he went back to what he was doing. I bit my lip looking around, but I couldn't spot her through the small crowds of people.

"Alrighty folks, last call and last song of the night. This one goes out to the big spenders in the back, at your request of course." I heard her over the speaker, and soon she was standing on the bar, finishing off a beer before placing it back down.

Journey's "Don't Stop Believing" playing over the speakers and cheers could be heard from the back of the bar. I couldn't help but chuckle as Benny made his way over to me, "Same as yesterday, or you got a preference?"

"Same as yesterday is fine." I smiled handing him my card and he waved me off. I put my card away, bringing my attention to Townes as she performed. Her voice clearer to me today as it was amplified by her mic. She really had a voice on her, the mic so far from her mouth, yet she still sounded clear as day. She gave the song her all, the whole bar joining her, and out of the corner of my eye I saw her tip jar being passed around. It was basically overflowing. I pulled out a hundred slipping it in as it passed me before making its way back to Benny.

She walked along the bar, as the song was ending, her eyes moving to mine as she spotted me. She rolled her eyes, walking on the bar to me, lowering herself right next to me as the song finished, "Alright folks, that's the end of the song, end of the drinks, end of the road, get your asses out of here! But close your tabs first." She giggled, as she turned the mic off.

She peeked her eyes up at me, smirking, "Well look who decided to grace us with his presence again." She had a smug little tone about her that really did something to me. Made me wonder how many men she drove insane with it.

"Had to make sure it wasn't just a fever dream, turns out it wasn't." I smirked, sipping on my beer.

"Right." She smiled before chuckling and jumping off the bar, "Well if you excuse me, some of us gotta work here." She walked away from me, backwards at first before turning around, making her way to the same blonde from yesterday.

Townes' POV

I walked over to Tasha, grabbing an extra rag and helping her clean the napkin holders, "Guess who came back tonight?" I said raising my eyebrows a bit.

"Who?" She said leaning towards me and I pointed with my head back at Harry. She sneakily peeked over before bringing her eyes back to me, her mouth dropping open, "Townes, I think someone's got Mr. Styles a little smitten." She teased and I rolled my eyes at her.

"Tash, please, if anything he sees a chance for a good lay, and then he'll never have to see me again." I said, pushing the clean napkin holder towards the back reaching for another.

"And since when is that a bad thing?" She said leaning on the table towards me.

"I never said it was, I'm just not interested in the whole, he's a pop star let me get in his pants thing." I shrugged, reaching for another napkin holder.

"I think you're just doing that thing where you hate men once a month and Harry just walked in at the wrong time." She said and I couldn't help but laugh, hitting her softly with the rag.

"Am I lying?" She said hitting me back.

"Not entirely, but I'm actually not there yet. That's next week." I chuckled and she rolled her eyes.

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Tasha and I danced around the bar singing to songs. Tasha finding it funny to plug in her phone and play old One Direction songs causing Harry to cover his face. He split his fingers, peeking his eyes out, as we stood on either side of him singing in his ears, "Benny, save me please."