Chapter Two

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[Bree's POV]

Another day in work. Currently playing Perfect. Three songs recorded, break again. People were fixing and polishing the music we've just record as the boys were sitting on the couch eating some sandwiches while here's me turning the pegs for a better tune.

Niall stood up and seated beside me making the three other boys look at us.

"Do you sing?" He asked.
"Everyone can. Me, you, your mom, other people." I answered and focusing to the sound of the G string

"You're sarcastic, huh?" He smirked

I just gave him a little laugh and continued hearing the sound of the string.

"Why don't you sing for me? Even just a chorus. No one heard you sing before, you only speak when people are talking to you." He said

"So it means I need to talk with or without a person to talk to?" I replied and strum all the strings and delighted by the wonderful tune.

"Never mind," he just all said. "You're good with this, huh?" He tapped the guitar.

"I've been playing guitar for so long, how can I not learn how to tune a guitar?" I replied.

"Where do you live?" He asked
"You're gonna stalk me?"

He spanked my arm lightly.

"You kinda act like a boy. Wow, why I haven't even try to talk with you for these years? You're a good person to talk with." He said.

"I don't know if that's a compliment or an insult." I commented, he just laughed.

"Oh hey, it's just looks like we're going to record all the songs left from the album and we're finish. It's their work to polish and whatever to the music. As a success, why don't you hang with us? Lads, manager, and others?" He invited me to their mini party

"I don't know, don't you guys have a tour?" I remind

"Oh yeah.. Go with us." He said
"Are you crazy? I stay here. You guys have a band right? They'll play for you and party with you." I said.

"I'm acting stupid right now." He laughed.

"I feel great that you figured it out by yourself and me not telling you to it, avoiding you get offend." I tease

"You're mean!" He laugh

"You laugh to much." I commented, sinking myself to the couch.

"Laughter is the best medicine." He smiled.

"But if you're laughing without a reason, you need medicine." I murmur.

"You're funny without even trying," he laugh.  "When are you free?" He asked.

"Sundays." I answered.

"We're going to leave on Monday, how do a cup of coffee on Sunday sounds like?" He request

"I don't drink caffeine beverages." I said, fumbling my fingers.

"Oh, so... A juice and graham balls on Sunday?" He continued to suggest.

"Sounds good. What about that?" I said

"Just a get to know each other. We're been kind of co-workers so why don't we try to know each other? There's nothing bad with it, just don't put something meaning on it." He replied, I know what he mean by 'meaning on it'.

"I lived at two blocks away from the Sphinx flower shop, a white house with a black door." I tell to him.

"I'll be there on..." He trailed off and looked at his phone, "three pm sharp."

"So today is Friday.." I wander
"You're excited?" He winked
"To know you better." I smile

"Looks like our Horan is flirting." The guy whose with brown hair and a pair of blue eyes.

I felt conscious with his words and look at Niall realizing his arm was around the couch across of my shoulders.

"Um," I said and pointing to his arm.
"Oop, sorry." He said getting his arm out.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Your moves are old." The boy again spoke.

"Stop it, Louis. We're just talking, nothing more." Niall spat, I sighed of relief.

"That's what you said." Louis sang and went out of the room.

"I gotta go. I need to return this guitar to the music room." I immediately said grabbing the guitar.

"I'll go with you." Niall said, standing up.

"No, it's okay. It's just putting it back to the music room nothing dangerous." I stopped him and walked out of the room.

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