Clean Bandit

Midnight Strolls

Harry's POV

"So you mean to tell me, that you're a musician, and an artist?" I ask her.
"Yes." She chuckles, running her hand through her fringe.
"What do you do as a job?" I ask her.
"I design sets for big YouTube stars and record music for them and with them."
"That sounds like a really fun job." I say.
"It is, I enjoy it a lot, I've made some really great relationships. What do you do?"
"I run a recording studio. I do big money stars."
"Wow, like who?"
"Ed Sheeran started with me, um, Beyoncé sometimes, Lana De Ray, all them, Coldplay comes in occasionally."
"Wow, I thought my job was fun?"

"Why is your hair purple?" I ask her.
"I like purple." she shrugs.
"Cool."

"I like your nose ring." I say and she blushes.
"thanks, I like your lip ring."

"I'm assuming your favorite color is purple?" I ask her.
"Yes, you?"
"Blue."
"I think people should express color, that's the real reason I colored my hair."

"Maybe you could dye my hair sometime."I say and her eyes light up.

"Seriously?"
"I don't know, I guess, maybe." I say.

"It's ok, you don't have to dye your hair." She says, giggling.

"Check please." I ask the waiter.

"How about we split it?" she asks.
"Oh no no no..." I say to her.
"I've been in this position so many times, it's such a turn off that women can't pay for themselves." she says.
"Fine, just this once."

"Well thanks for lunch, I had fun." She says as we walk out.

"That's your car?" I point to the red ford truck she unlocks.
"Got a problem?"

"No, I just expected a little, baby car.."
"Ok,well see you around." she says and drives away.

"Louis, I'm home!" I walk into our apartment.

"How'd the date go?"
"Great." I beam.
"When you taking her for drinks?"

I chuckle, "Not sure about that, mate."

~

Wren's POV

When I get home, Sam is on the couch in a ball.

"Sam what's wrong?" I hurry to her side.
"Kent- he broke up w-with me." She sniffles.
"You're not just going to lay here, let's invite a friend over."
"No."
"How about Jess?"
"She hates me."
"Alicia?"
"Hates me."
"Miranda?"
"Hate her."

"Ok, oh! I have an idea, lets invite Harry and Louis over to see a movie and some pizza?"
"Whatever floats your boat."
"You'll like them, they're nice." I kiss her cheek.

I go into our porch and dial Harry's number.

"Couldn't stay away huh?" he picks up.
"Don't seem so excited." I joke.
"So what'd ya need?"
"My roommate, Sam, is going through a breakup, we're talking 8th grade through college breakup."
"Oh my."
"Do you and Louis want to come over for pizza and a movie? Couple beers?"
"Sounds great!"
"Ok, we'll see you at 5?"
"Sure, bye."
"Bye."

-

"Sam they're going to be here any minute, get some underwear on!" I scold her and she groans and gets up.

A few minutes later, the door of our apartment sounds a knock.

"Hi Harry, Hi Louis." I gesture for them to come in.

"This is Sam, Sam this is Harry, that's Louis."

She turns and her eyes lock on Louis, he smiles at her and she blushes.