A Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Chapter 65: Performing In a Dress

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                                        Sofia's POV

     I ran off with the boys and Danielle to the limousine. The driver instantly drove off to the concert venue. This time, nobody popped champagne or even talked. Harry was sitting next to me this time and I held his hand and gave it a little squeeze, to which he squeezed mine back. I looked at him and he mouthed: 

'It's going to be okay.' I mouthed back

'I hope so.' 

     I rested my head on his shoulder and he wrapped his arm around me.

     We finally arrived to the venue and I realized it was eight fifty five. Five freaking minutes before show time! I don't think I'm going to have enough time to change!

     I ran to the back of the venue and opened the door. Luckily, I found my way to the dressing rooms and where backstage connects with the stage. People were already giving me the guitar as if I was ready to sing.

"You're on in five...four..." The producer started counting down and the boys haven't gotten here yet.

     At least I'm sparing them thirty minutes.

"One. You're on!" The producer yelled and I snapped back out of my trance.

     I walked out to the stage, smiling and waving to the audience while they screamed.

"So you guys came tonight?" I asked them and they screamed even louder.

"I'll take that as a yes." I said while chuckling.

     I took off the guitar and put it on its stand and all the boys started looking at me like I was crazy.

"This song." I said while I placed the microphone in the stand.

"Is going to be an a capella." I said and faced the audience.

"I chose Bruno Mars's 'Liquor Store Blues'" I said into the microphone and Simon, who was with the boys, was mouthing:

'This wasn't the song choice!' frantically while I chuckled.

"So...who knows this song?" I asked and people shouted and some even started singing.

"I guess you guys know it so I'm going to start." I said while smiling and they yelled.

     Nice crowd, Wolverhampton. ;)

     I took a deep breath and sang.

"Standing at this liquor store; Whiskey coming through my pores; feeling like I run this whole block." I said while smirking.

"Lotto tickets, cheap beer. That's why you can catch me here. Tryin' to scratch my way up to the top." I said while pointing to the ceiling and looking at it.

"'Cause my job's got me going nowhere so I ain't got a thing to lose." I said and chuckled, realizing that my job, which is performing, has got me going into the music industry.

"Take me to a place where I don't care. This is me." I said and signaled at myself.

"And my liquor store blues." I said while smirking and people started shouting.

"I'll take..." I said, holding the note and then I started the other one.

"One shot for my pain!" I sang into the microphone and in between lines, I said:

"C'mon! Sing with me!"

     I pointed the microphone out to the audience and they sang:

     One drag for my sorrow.