Hey guys! Sorry for the late upload. I was not really up for uploading an update now, because this chapter is really very critical. But, it is my best friends birthday today, so I guess this would be a good present for ya girl. I hope you all like this, though this is UNEDITED. I repeat, THIS IS UNEDITED. Plus, this chapter is VERY IMPORTANT. Okay. :)
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CHARIS’ POV
“I’m not going.” I refused stubbornly. “I’ve been dreaming for my bed since my ankle started to ache shopping with the two of you!”
“Come on Charis!” The two girls both groaned.
“James told me you were too tight to yourself.” Why does James has to be a dick? “Give yourself a break sissy.”
“You’ve been up for your exams then straight to rehearsals then soon you’ll be up for your training.” Oli elaborated my schedule. “You just turned 20, love.”
“Besides, you don’t have rehearsals tomorrow, right?” How do these two girls know my schedule and whatnots in life? Don’t they have their own businesses to deal with?
“I just don’t feel like partying tonight. I’m not celebrating anything, anyway.”
“You don’t have to celebrate anything, you silly brain!” Oli interjected.
“It’s in my pub so you don’t have to worry about anything. It’s all on me. Dylan said you’re eyes are good for the night despite its flash exposure, so you don’t have any excuse.”
Why do I have to have a smart sister tailing me wherever I decide to go?
“Come on.” Oli tried again.
“I’m going out with mum tomorrow, I can’t be..”
“Whatever! You’re coming with us.” My sister ordered. “My car, my rules.”
“Then, I should have drove mine.”
“Whatever, racer.” Oli and Mel shouted from the driver’s and passenger seat. They always let me seat at the back so they won’t get intimidated by me. I am a car racer that made them feel God knows what. As if I am going to comment on their driving stratagem.
The next thing I know is that we were parked at Mel’s spot in her pub.
They both dragged me in and pushed me through the crowd, because to be honest my legs and feet are refusing to be on their roles out of this tiring day.
I glanced to my phone to check the time and it said 22:48 and I have 5 missed calls and what? 8 messages? Why didn’t I notice that? I think I enjoyed this tiring day after all.
Two calls were from Harry, okay? Two calls were from mum, okay; and a missed call from Niall. Did I miss something?
Four messages were from Harry:
“How’s your day, love?” He really fancy calling me love this past few days.
“Missing you, hope you have rehearsals today. H. x” Now, this is sweet.
“Anyway, enjoy your day-off. But how’s that, if you’re not with me? ;) x” Okay, this is sweeter. I can’t help but smile.
“You should visit our pub soon. Me and the lads are on our way there now. Miss you! X”
I contemplated whether to reply or not, but one text won’t hurt, right? Besides, Oli’s busy flirting with our server in this VIP section of Mel’s pub, where only artists and well, better off people can afford. I don’t get why she had to specifically intend to have this kind of place, which serves those who had bookings. She said, that made her pub exclusive and different and would attract artists who are willing to pay for privacy and security.
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