Chp. 2

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Harry’s POV:

Today me and the lads are having a party to celebrate the 3 year anniversary of us becoming a band. Its not going to be a huge party with all kinds a celebrities and press. We are just going to have about 50 people join us five at this local bar here in London. Also we have a whole three months off so we get to go see our families and just chill before we start touring in America.

I was just about to hop into the shower when my phone started ringing. I walk over to my bed and checked the caller I.D. to see that it was Louis calling. I slid my thumb across the screen to answer the call.

H- “hey mate!”

L-“Hey Harry. Are you excited about the party tonight? It’s going to be epic!”

H-“Yes! Its going to be amazing. I can’t wait.”

L-“Hey listen I just got off the phone with Simon and he wants you to go to the bar and check to see if everything is ready and make sure they have the guest list and security ready because Niall made the mistake of tweeting about the party.”

H- sigh”Ya sure, I was just about to hop into the shower before you called. So, I will get ready and head that way. Should I just hang out there or do you wanna meet up and walk in together?”

L- “Actually I am spending the day with El. That’s why you have to go see if things are going ok.”

H- “ okay. So I will just see you there then?”

L- “absolutely! Well I have to go, see you tonight mate. Bye!”

And with that he hung up. I walked back into the bathroom and took a shower. After drying myself off I walked back into my room and look through my suit case. I ended up wearing black skinny jeans, a white v-neck, and black converse. I flipped my hair just the right  way and grabbed my phone.

As I got to the bar I grabbed the handle and opened it to see a man about my age holding a girl up against the wall.

“Hey man leave the girl alone” I said walking towards them. As I did so I looked at the girl. She had medium length hair pulled back into a pony tail. She had beautiful green eyes just like me but hers were lighter, not by much but they were lighter. She was wearing jean shorts that fit her just right and a t-shirt with the bars name on the front. I guess she works here. So does the guy too because he has the name on the back of his t-shirt.

“OUCH!! Jake that hurts” I heard her whimper. Even though her voice was quiet I still thought it was beautiful.

“you mean this” he asks and the girl whimpers again. Ok that’s it I have to make my move.  I thought to myself.

 “I said leave her alone” I grumbled eye the guy up and down. He was about my height with blonde hair that was cut like Louis’. He had blue eyes and I could see the anger in them. I stepped a little closer to him.

“I can do whatever I want with her” he snaps back. He thinks he can talk about a beautiful girl like that? Well he is sadly mistaken. The next thing I know my fist comes in contact with his left check. Instantly his nose started to bleed. I stood there until he regained his balance and he was about to punch me when the entrance door opened and an older man walks in.

“what the heck’s going on here!” he shouts and looks and the beautiful girl who was still standing against the wall. She looked at me for a moment. I was hoping she would tell him what happened and get this guy fired but then she broke eye contact with me and look at the blonde haired guy.

“N-Nothing…” she said and walked behind the bar and started drying shot glasses. Why would she lie. He hurt her and she lied.

“Well, I can tell you’re lying Blane but I really don’t care” he sighed then looked at me and then held out his hand. “Hello Mr. Styles my name is Mike Foster the owner of R.T. Champs. But you can call me Mike. I was told that you were coming to check up on everything” he informed me as we shook hands.

“Yes that’s why I’m here. And please call me Harry.” I implied

“Yes well Harry please feel free to walk around and order people around” he chuckled “ I have to make a few  stops before the party so I will be back later.” He says walking towards the door. “oh and Blane, you’re in charge while I’m gone” he says walking out the door.

I turn to the brunette who’s name is Blane. I don’t know why but I feel this protection over her, and when she looks at me I get butterflies. Oh wow I sound like a girl right now. 

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