Chapter 25: High Notes

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This is the last chappie on the binge; hope all of you enjoyed it!

                                        Sofia's POV

“Take it from the top and five, six, seven-”

“Say yeah!” I sang, landing on my knees to sing the note.

“Let’s be alone together!” Zayn was the only one that sang; the rest of them were too busy focusing on their phones or some other distraction.

     I turned around, a hand on my hip as I rolled my eyes at them.

“Boys! If you don’t start paying attention to rehearsal, I’m bound to fail math and honestly, I’m not up for that crap.” I stated as Louis gazed up from his phone, a smirk rising on his face.

“Oh, c’mon, lads! Let’s practice this time around, yeah?” Louis mockingly exclaimed, his eyes on me the whole time he was making the announcement.

     Agreements were made amongst each other and we took it from where we left off.

“Say yeah!” I declared, dropping to my knees once again.

“Let’s be alone toge-”

“Derp.” Louis deeply grumbled, his voice overpowering and diverting the attention of the boys who started to laugh.

     I turned around to face him again, storming towards him as fury ran through my veins.

“Louis Tomlinson, I-”

“What’s wrong, beautiful?” He cheekily added, wrapping an arm around my waist as he pulled me closer to him.

     I gave out a frustrated sigh and got out of his strong grip, which surprised me.

“One more thing from any of you and I swear, I won’t dare to speak to any of you; together or individually; ever again as long as I cease to exist.” I firmly asserted, looking at each of the boys’ eyes.

“Do I make myself clear?” I asked, irritation pouring from my voice.

“Yes, mom.” Harry murmured as Liam smacked him.

“Yes, love.” Liam covered up, his cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Good, now back from the-”

     Water splashed onto my back, my shirt now soaking wet with the liquid as it hanged from my spine.

     I turned around and saw Justin – out of all people – with a smirk on his face, which would totally oppose my reaction as to him being here. I thought he already left.

“We thought you needed to lighten up a bit . . . You know; take a break and relax.” Zayn emphasized as I slapped his arm while he laughed.

“Well, c’mon, don’t just stand there! I want to hear you practice; I haven’t heard you sing live after all.” Justin challenged, an eyebrow rising as his smirk became more sarcastic.

“Can I at least hug you?” I softly said, my lips slowly turning into a smile as he grinned at me.

“If you know anything about me, Sof, it has to be that you don’t have to ask for one, especially if it is coming from you.” Justin stated with a sweet smile.

     He casually strode over to me and wrapped both of his arms around my waist while nuzzling his head into my neck and next thing I know, he's picking me up as I laughed.

"Your back is wet." He commented the obvious as I guffawed at his remark.

     Justin put me down, giving me a quick peck on my cheek before he stepped down the stage to see us rehearse.

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