Little Black Dress

One

Harry's POV 

It's ok but it's not ideal.  If I had my way I'd be home, in the studio writing, getting my creative juices flowing as they say but instead I'm here.  Louis Tomlinson, my band mate, my brother turned up at my house insisting I needed a night out with the lads.  To be fair I have been working bloody hard.  My solo album is almost ready to drop, my movie is being released in July and I've been working with some other artists writing for them as well.  Writing's it for me.  I really enjoy the creative process, starting out with a line or a hook in your head that turns into some thing really special.  

 I decide to make the most of the evening and enjoy myself so I head up to the bar to get something to drink.  I'm thinking some Tequila shots tonight.  I order a tray for our table and then make my way back to where my friends are seated.  Everyone is here and it's great to catch up with them.  Louis, Liam, Niall, Louise, Alexa, Grimmy, Pixie.  It's not very often that we are all together these days so we make the most of the opportunity to catch up.

Since our hiatus began at the end of 2015 we have all been working on different projects.  Me with my solo album and movie, Louis teaming up with Steve Aoki, Niall releasing "This Town" and Liam working hard in the studio.  It's been good to get out and spread our wings and I'm definitely enjoying the change of pace.  What I don't enjoy is the constant intrusion of my privacy and the intense focus on my private life.  It fucks me off to be honest and I get sick of being linked to "this person or that person".  I can't go out without being questioned about who I'm with and why.  Don't get me wrong I am so incredibly grateful for my life and the amazing opportunities I have been given but the intrusion on my privacy and that of my families is where I draw the line.  As far as I'm concerned it's no one's business who I date, who I see or who I spend my time with.  I'm tired of being labelled a "ladies man".  

I need to use the bathroom and figure I should probably get myself another drink.  The shots are starting to take affect and I'm feeling really good.  I even have a dance with Louise who looks at me like I have two heads when I bust out my favourite dance moves.  "Geez, salt you really are a gangly spider aren't you". "Pfft ahh but you love me Teasdale don't you"?  "You keep thinking that babes, and I'll play along hmm".  I head to the bathroom, have a wee , wash my hands then make my way to the bar.  I shouldn't mix my drinks but I'm feeling a bit of a Whisky and Dry vibe now.  It doesn't take long to get my drink and I start to make my way back to the rest of the group when someone backs into me causing my drink to spill over her.  She turns around to face me with shock on her face.  "Oh god I'm so bloody sorry, I wasn't paying attention and that was my fault, let me get you another".  I'm a little taken aback as she stares at me with the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen, all doe like.  She's wearing a little black dress that doesn't leave much to the imagination and if I'm honest she's got my interest, she's beautiful. I'm having trouble trying to formulate a sentence as she's completely taken me aback.  "Its ok" I reply no harm done".  I flash her my best smile. my dimple on display for sure.  She offers to buy me another drink again and I gratefully accept.

She offers me her hand.  "Hi I'm Becca and you are"?  "Harry" I reply "nice to meet you Becca".  My drink is poured and she pays for it then hands it to me.  "Here you go Harry and once again I'm really sorry about spilling it, so bloody clumsy".  She giggles a little and her smile is stunning.  "Have a lovely rest of your night".  She heads off then leaving me at the bar.  I try to see who she is with but she disapears so damn quickly that I loose her.  I would have liked to have chatted with her more but she seemed to be in such a rush.  I head back to our table.  "Where you been lad"? Louis asks, "was gonna send a search party out for you".  "I'm fine mate" I reply not wanting to give too much away as Louis would then start shit.    I sit quietly, speaking when someone speaks to me and adding to the conversation.   "I'm thinking about Becca and her beautiful eyes.  Shit I can't get them out of my head.  I need to find her, chat to her more, so I excuse myself from my friends to get another drink and see if I can find her.