a/n: this is a long chapter... dont say you wernt warned.
Chapter 8:
HANNAHS POV:
We pull up to The Tavern and I am pumped! Its been way to long since ive went clubbing and I cant wait to get started! Multiple pairs of heels click agenized the concrete as we make our way towards the enterance. I can already hear the booming music. We walk through the enterance and the first thing I smell is alcohol. Everyone splits off exept Charlie and I. I take a seat next to her at the bar.
“Can I get you anything.” The bartender asks us
“4 dozen tequila shots for me please.” Charlie says, looking completely serious. The bartender waits there in awkward silence, waiting for Charlie to tell her she was just joking, but Charlies face remains serious.
“Um, and you, ma’am.” She says, her gaze still hovering between me and Charlie.
Charlie bursts out into laughter and the bartender laughs awkwardly.
“I would actually like a shot of gray goose.” Charlie chimes. I smile, that girl is a joker.
“I would like the same please.” I respond
“Me too.” A Irish accent adds, his hand on my shoulder.
“Hey Hannah and Charlie. How are you girls doing?”
“We are doing quite mighty fine thanks Nialler. Care to dance?” Charlie says, smiling.
“I would not mind a dance.” Niall says, as Charlie pulls Niall onto the dance floor. I turn back towards the bar, and I feel a hand on my shoulder again.
“Niall, you should go dance wit-“
“Im Harry.” Harry says cheekily. I smile,
“I know your Harry, but I thought you were Niall. That made no sense whatsoever.”
“Dance with me” Harry said, a grin spread across his features. He was so hot, his dimples poking his cheeks. I unconsciously poked them, as if I wanted to feel what they were like. Oh man, I sound hammered but I haven’t even had a drink yet. Lord help me.
HARRYS POV:
Hannah is pretty hot. No, actually, Hannah is beautiful. The way her chocolate brown hair flows perfectly behind her, She has this adorable bounce in her step when she walks. And her eyes, show a story. But if I ever said that to Niall… He would roast me then eat me for dinner. I know he still loves Hannah. I know that he thinks that she is ‘the elusive one’. They know, I mean knew so much about eachother. But they had a fight, and she is super mad at him. So I still have a chance at her. I see her sitting alone at the bar.
Now’s your chance Harry.
I put my hand on her shoulder.
“Niall you should go dance wit-“ She starts, but I cut her off.
“Im Harry.” I say, grinning like a maniac
“I know your Harry, but I thought you were Niall. That made no sense.” She responds.
“Dance with me.” I hold my hand out to her. She reaches up and pokes my dimple and starts to giggle.
“Whats so funny?” I say, laughing a bit.
“You are so cute!” She responds by poking my dimple again.
Oh my goodness gracious me. She thinks im cute. Ive gotten that a lot, but from Hannah, it means the world.
