"A Friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself....!!"
Alya's P.O.V.
"Please excuse us. Our friends are waiting there." Without waiting for Max's reply, Harry started walking in the opposite direction and I followed him, not caring to look back.
"You're a life-savior. I love you so much!" I remarked, side-hugging him and he winked, passing a big smile to me.
As me and Harry walked towards the right corner of the balcony, I spotted Niall, sitting among-st a group of people with a can of beer in his hand. The moment he saw us, he got up from his seat and jogged up to me before taking me in his embrace.
"You're looking so pretty, mommy." He spoke after pulling back and I tapped on his arm, lightly. "Call me Alya. At least here." I rolled my eyes and both the boys started giggling.
The three of us, seated ourselves on an empty table near the iron railing, giving an amazing view of the city from where we were sat. "Where's Payno?" Niall asked and I turned to look at him. "Oh, he's gone to pick Andy and Chris." I told him and he nodded, passing a smile to me.
We then talked about my performance, earlier that day and they told me how much they loved it; smile never left my face throughout our conversation. When the waiter offered drinks at our table, Harry and Niall grabbed a glass of beer each and ordered coke for me which was served to me within a minute.
Dragging his chair closer to mine, Harry gestured us to lean forward. "Guys, I'm gonna tell you something but you've to act normal. Okay?" He spoke in a low voice.
"Okay." Me and Niall said in unison. Niall leaned from my left side so as to hear what Harry had to say.
"There's this hot girl in the black dress who's been staring in our direction. She's sitting diagonally opposite to us." The second Harry completed his sentence, Niall's eyes darted across the balcony.
"Niall." Harry hissed through his gritted teeth while I giggled, shaking my head at Niall's restlessness. Meeting my gaze, Harry let out a frustrated sigh and threw his hands in the air, hopelessly.
"She waved at me." Niall had a big smile plastered on his face when he turned back to us and seemed excited while Harry glared at him. "What is wrong with you?" He huffed. Niall gulped down his remaining beer and shrugged, casually.
Leaning forward, I sneakily turned to see the girl, who was then getting up from her seat. "I think she's coming here." I squeaked, turning my attention to the lighted-buildings that stood tall, far-off from where we were and closed my lips around the straw.
"Shit! I told you to act normal." Harry sounded annoyed and suddenly, burst into laughter. "You're so funny, Alya." He spoke while tapping on my thigh, lightly, and I furrowed my brows, passing him a confused look.
Motioning his eye-balls in the direction of the girl, he laughed again. "Ohhh." I laughed, nervously. "I know, right? I told you so." I faked another laugh and sipped in my coke.
"Hey." An unfamiliar voice fell in our ears, causing me and Harry to turn around. "Hey." Niall greeted the girl with a wide smile on his face while Harry and me nodded, with smiles on our faces.
"Did I disturb you guys?" She asked sweetly, passing a nervous smile to all of us.
"Oh no. Not at all." Niall sounded peppy and I brought the glass near my lips, trying to hide my smile while Harry looked down at the screen of his phone, probably trying to do the same.
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