Chapter 8

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PERRIE POV:

I am still overwhelmed with what is happening inside of this cozy place. I am in a euphoric stage as we heard the live band begin to play. They started singing "How to Save a Life" by Fray and I went to shake my head into the rhythm of it. I felt Harry eyes glaring at me, maybe waiting for another weird actions I am about to do.

"If you continue looking at me like that, Haz. I swear I will poke your eyes." I tell him jokingly.

"Probably, I will send you to a psychiatric ward." He loudly tells me, and I slapped him in the arm.

"Ouch!" He added acting as if he was deeply hurt.

"What? You're crying earlier, and now you're banging your head up and down happily. I don't know what to think." He added as he continuously teasing me around.

"I am not crazy, if that's what you think, Silly!" I reply as I laugh at him.

After a few more songs played, the vocalist started to speak on the behalf of his band.

"Thank you for coming here. I hope you had fun," the vocalist Greg, I think his name, said.

"But before we sing our last song for tonight, I need some volunteers to sing on the stage. You can tell the song you wanted perhaps we will do our best of our can to play it for you nicely." He added.

Everyone cheered and lift their drinks into the air.

I can honestly feel a little drunk from the cocktails I almost finish in a half of an hour. Harry always tells me to not rush. He keeps telling me we still own the night. And he was right. Two more weeks, we will be on the road again with my band, and Harry will do the same way without the boys. Things change so fast, I wonder what if we are not famous people. Probably we can do this all the time. Hanging out normally without people staring at us, and taking pictures whenever they want. Uploading some of our faces in the social media, bashing around or making up stories. You are lucky enough, if you have a million fans that are willing to defend you from your bashers. I can't thank them enough.

And, yes, I've been through that a lot. I had received death threats from Zayn's fans, blaming me for everything for splitting up with One Direction. I've heard a lot of them cursing me, calling me names. The worst part was they accused me of having an affair, that's why Zayn, my ex-boyfriend left me which is not true at all. They said I deserved it. That's why it was hard for me to get back up. But thanks to the people who stood by me, our fans had been my angel all the way throughout. My three best friends joined me into my breaking points. I love them so much. And the four boys especially Harry and Louis, who were persistently giving comfort from last time, but I was coward enough that I avoided them.

"Is that Perrie Edwards from Little Mix?" I heard a comment from Greg that snapped me back to reality.

Oh, crap.

He is looking from a far, people started turning their heads towards us.

"And she's with Harry Styles." A teenage girl shouted from behind.

Oh, crap. This is probably the interesting part.

Harry shaking his head, saying they are all wrong. I give him a smirk.

"Hey, you can't deny it anymore, they obviously notice us." I whisper and he keep his hands covering his face.

"We are glad to have you here, Ms. Perrie and Mr. Harry Styles", the vocalist say with full of astonishment in his tone.

"Yeah, we are too!" I shouted back.

I heard Greg chuckles and smiling at us. He sat in the elevated section beside the stage, I saw some guy whispering to his ears. He nods at the same time.

"Hmm, I think you've got fan here. If you don't mind, Ma'am and Sir, we want to grab this opportunity tonight. This is really a surprising event that happens once in a blue moon." Greg still looking at us. Is he talking to us? OMG.

"Someone here wanted you to sing for us. Can you give us a chance, guys?" Greg said as he patiently waiting for our response.

"Crap. This is not a good idea, Pez. We can leave now, if you want." Harry anxiously whispers to my ear.

"Not a chance." I smirk at him; I stand up and grab Harry's arm.

Everyone cheered and smiled at us.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked; His palm started to sweat.

"Well, we'll give them what they want. This will be an enjoying event, Haz. Come on. Bear with me." I said. Actually, I wanted to give it a chance. I wanted to make people happy even in a simple way of singing.

"Oh, so.. You can do it alone. I will cheer for you." Harry said as he pulled away and went back to his chair.

"Harry, come on. Don't be a stubborn. They actually wanted us. So that's two!" I forcefully grab his arm again. Finally, he followed. Harry is a shy type of a person, not unless it is a rehearsals, or concert with his bandmates.

He is blushing now.

"You're face looks adorable when you are in tension." I teased him.

He just gave me a You-will-be-sorry-after-this look.

"That's intense." I laughed at him silently.

We went up to stage and meet Greg and his band, while the crowd keeps watching us and taking pictures and all that. They can do whatever they want. It's not like I don't care, but it is pleasing for me to see that satisfied looks from their faces.

Greg and his band keep thanking us and offering an option if we would like to sit or stand, which do we prefer? I said its okay for us to stand. They gracefully smile at us, and I look over Harry. Sweats around his forehead, I intended to squeeze his hand gently for him to calm down a little bit.

Everybody widen their eyes with the affection they've witnessed. I forgot the world don't know how close Little mix and one direction is, since from the start. We are like brothers and sisters by heart.

I pulled away my hand to his, and smile at the crowd.

As the lead guitarist began to pluck and strum, a loud cheers and smiling faces stand out in this happy place. I am literally smiling back at them as Harry started to sing the first verse of the song. He cheekily smiled at me while singing. I felt a sudden strikes of electricity inside me, that I never felt before.

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I really need some boost. thank you guys! -Lein

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