Ever Enough (ON HOLD)

Lust

“I fucking told you not to touch anything” Emma’s loud voice could be heard through the whole O2 arena. Harry looked up only to see Emma arguing about something with the new guy Eric. He was sitting on the seats of the arena, browsing through his phone, and secretly watching Emma. He had still not worked up the courage to go and talk to her.

He wanted to, he missed her company and he missed those insults that she fired back at him, that sassy and bitchy attitude of hers. For the past few weeks of the rehearsals had been quite tuff for him. Watching one of his best friends be friendly with the tattooed brunette, who was not all that friendly with him. Did he really annoy her that much?  But for the past few weeks, Emma had turned from the cold hearted bitch who didn’t give anyone time of her day to a not so cold hearted bitch that actually had a decent conversation with people.

“What’s up?” Niall asked as he plopped himself down next to Harry.

“Nothing much” Harry replied to him putting away his phone in his trouser pocket.

“What are you doing sitting around here alone?” Niall asks him.

“Just thinking” Harry shrugged.

“About what?” Niall asked curiously.

“Stuff” Harry answered.

“Stay the fuck away from my workstation” Emma’s voice once again boomed through the arena making the both boys look up. Erick was running away from Emma who threw what looked like a bottle of water at him, hitting him in the back. Harry chuckled, shaking his head as he watched Emma walk back behind the stage where her workstation was muttering something under her breath.

“She’s hilarious” Niall chuckles.

“Yeah” Harry replied tensing up and looking down at his hands.

“What’s wrong buddy?” Niall asks, noticing the change in Harry.

“Nothing” Harry lied, still looking down at his hands. It was bugging Harry that Emma was being so nice to Niall but to Harry she was being a bitch. Well harry wasn’t sure how she would treat him now since he had not talked to her in a while but Harry was Jealous of his Irish friend. He knew he should just swallow is pride and go talk to her but maybe he was just waiting for her to make the first move which he knew would never happen 

“So why haven’t you been bugging Emma? Back in December it was all you were doing.” Niall asked.

Harry didn’t know what to say to him. “I don’t know” He shrugged. “But it seems that you have been hanging around her lately” Harry fired back, the tint of anger and jealousy in his voice did not go unnoticed by Niall, who raised an eyebrow at his curly haired friend.

“Yes I have” Niall said slowly. It he didn’t understand what was up with Harry.  “Do you fancy her?” Niall asked him bluntly.

Harry’s head shoot up to look at Niall; his cheeks were getting slightly warmer. His reaction gave Niall the answer.

Niall let out a small chuckle “She’s nice, sometimes a bitch I must admit but she is nice” he said before standing up and leaving Harry alone.

Few hours after the show, Harry found himself in a pub not so far away from the O2 arena with couple of friends.

Though Harry was not really engaged into the conversation that his friends were having, his attention for the past hour was focused on the brunette that was standing at the bar. She had Cigarette in her hand and a phone in the other and a drink in front of her.  It must have been her fifth one if Harry had counted correctly not like he was actually counting.