What Are You So Afraid Of? [Harry Styles]

Chapter 13

Twenty minutes and four songs later, Haz was rolling on the floor and clutching her stomach, occasionally giving a snort. Jez was sitting on the bed with her knees pulled up against her chest and her hands covering her face, trying to focus on controlling her laughter.

Niall laughed and plopped down on the edge of the bed, “Okay, c’mon, it really wasn’t that bad!” he said shook his head.

“It was really bad, dude.” Haz said with another snort. She took a deep breath and was calm for a second before getting into another laughing fit.

“Yeah, I never thought I’d see the day when almost half of One Direction rapped along to Nicki Minaj,” Jez said and shook her head in disbelief. Harry walked over to the bed and threw himself across it next to Jez’s legs.

He propped his elbow up on the bed and rested his head in his hand, “But you liked it, didn’t you?” he asked, amusement dancing in his eyes.

Jez leaned over to push a stray curl off of his forehead, “Yeah,” she said slowly and watched the smirk on his face falter then she quickly flicked him on the head, “You’re an idiot.” She rolled her eyes.

“Okay, our turn!” Haz said and got up, a smile still on her face.

Jez got up to check the laptop with Haz when there was a knock on the door. “I’ll get it this time,” Haz said and walked to the door. Jez stayed back and looked through the songs on Haz’s computer but still had no idea which song they should perform. After a while, Haz came back followed by the remaining three boys. “Look, the rest of them showed up,” she said with her arms held wide open.

“How was girlfriend time?” Niall asked and snickered.

Liam rolled his eyes, “What are you guys doing?”

“Stupid songeoke,” Harry replied, still lying on the bed. “It’s their turn,” he said and pointed over at Haz and Jez standing over the laptop.

“What is ‘stupid songeoke’?” Louis asked and sat down on the bed. “Sounds like fun.”

“Yeah, it is,” Jez said and smiled. “And it was our turn, but I guess it’s just a tie now.”

“No way!” Harry protested and sat up, “You still have to go.”

“Yeah, don’t let us stop you,” Zayn said and sat down, too.

Haz rolled her eyes, “Okay, emergency songeoke meeting,” she said and sat down next to Jez.

“What are we gonna do?” Jez whispered and scrolled down the song choices.

“Look, we need to use our secret weapon,” Haz whispered back. “There’re two of us and five of them.”

“What are you saying? What is our ‘secret weapon’?” Jez asked, confused. When she realized what her friend was saying she felt her eyes widen in surprise, “No! If our ‘secret weapon’ is singing something openly sexual then I refuse, because I have sang one too many of those songs in the past two days-“ Jez started rambling.

“Shhh!” Haz put a hand over her friend’s mouth. “Stop, calm your tits, honey. That is a completely different secret weapon. I’m saying that we should use our… differences to our advantage.”

Jez pulled her eyebrows together in confusion once again, “I still don’t understand.”

Haz rolled her eyes, “Come on,” she pulled her friend up and started walking to the door. “We’ll be right back,” she called over her shoulder.

Once they got into the hall, Haz looked around, “Do you remember which room is Alex’s?” She half-whispered.

“Yeah, two doors down from us,” Jez whispered back.