A Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Chapter 41: Traveling the Dressing Rooms

Update No. 5 OUT OF 5! BTW, things get suspense here. Fair warning.

                                        Harry's POV

    I just finished dressing up on my clothes. It's a kind of beige pants, my signature red Converse, a white V-neck shirt and my navy blazer. My hair and make-up stylist was just adding the finishing touches to my hair so my curls will be as curly as...well...my hair. 

     Just then, I heard a knock on my door and my stylist came and opened the door.

"Um, there's a girl at your door." My stylist said and since she was a girl, too, she became suspicious.

"Come in!" I yelled.

     As soon as she set foot at the dressing room, I recognized her.

"Hey, Sof!" I said smiling.

"Hello, Haz." She said returning my smile and hugged me.

"Don't mess up the curls!" I scolded at her playfully.

"Oh, c'mon! I can mess it up if I want to!" She said sassily.

"I bet you wouldn't do it." I said smirking.

"You wanna try me?" She said smirking.

     I thought about it for a moment. 

"Nah. I think I might say no this time." I said smirking.

"Of course, you would." She said smirking.

"I guess I'm not the only one who is dressed hot tonight." I said smirking.

"I guess not." She said flirtatiously.

     Now, she's a flirt? She turned around and was going to the door.

"Hey, where are you going?" I asked her.

"I'm traveling the dressing rooms. I'm visiting all the boys." She said and turned around and left.

"And since when did you become a flirt?" I yelled after her smiling.

"Haz, there's still a lot of things you don't know about me." She said mischievously while winking. 

     Then she left.

                                       Niall's POV

    Dressed in a red Polo, beige pants and black high tops. Already had my hair and make-up done and was now watching TV while eating a bag of Lays. I was resting on the plain black leather sofa they had here in my dressing room. I wonder how the rest of the boys' dressing room and Sofia's are like...

     Anyway, I was watching a rerun of one episode of the Big Bang Theory. It never fails to amuse me. Then I hear the sound of my dressing room door being opened. 

"Who goes there?" I said as if I was in a medieval castle and a murderer was opening the door, waiting to kill me.

     Wow. I have a big imagination.

"Just me, Nialler." Sofia said and I can already picture her smiling.

"Well, hi, Sof..." I said when I first looked at her, but I then did a double take.

"Somebody looks stunning." I said complementing her.

     But she really did.

"Thanks, Niall. You don't look bad yourself." She said smirking.

"Thank you, love. Now, watcha come here for?" I asked her returning my eyes to the TV.

"Oh, just visiting the dressing rooms." She responded casually.