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Chapter 8

It's been a week since Harry and I went for coffee together and since then Harry has joined me every morning for coffee instead of getting take away.

It turns out we go to the same uni but have classes on different days. Harry has classes Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, whereas I have classes Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. And the reason Harry gets up to get coffee on the days he doesn't have uni is because him and Niall meet in the morning and practice all day.

It's Sunday afternoon and I'm bored out of my mind. For the past four hours I've been crappy day time television and Mia is out with Matt, so I have nothing to do.

 I'm just about to get up and make a sandwich but stop when I see my phone on the coffee table light up and I see a message come through.

A smile comes to my face when I pick up my phone and see its Harry. I unlock my phone and read the message:

Harry: Hey Lylah, I know it's last minute but we have a gig on tonight if you wanted to come, If you can't come I understand :)

I can feel my heart pounding, I really want to go but I haven't been to a gig or concert since high school; before my anxiety really took off.

I bit my lip as I type a reply

Lylah: I would love to come but how big is the venue? I can't do big crowds...

I stare at my phone and almost straight away I get a reply

Harry: It's only a small pub, so not many people will be there. But my mates and their girlfriends are gonna be there so if you do come you won't be alone. Then afterwards we're going to have dinner at my place. Is that alright with you?

I feel butterflies in my stomach, should I go? I don't usually get out. I guess it would be good for me. 

Mia is always pestering me about going out and meeting people. Although Harry's friends are going to be there, are they going to like me? Do they know about me? Has Harry said anything? Oh god they're probably going to be asking a lot of questions about me and probably ask if Harry and I are couple. 

I feel my stomach start to twist, I'm not good with questions about myself, I never know what to say and find myself questioning my very existence. They're probably going to be judging me, I can't handle judgement.

I close my eyes and take deep breaths; you'll be fine, just breathe. In...out...In...Out. I'll do it. It'll be fine, I trust Harry. Plus I'll invite Mia and Matt so I know at least someone other than Harry.  I let out a shaky breath as I type a reply

Lylah: Would love to come! I can't wait to hear you sing. Also is it okay if I invite Mia and her boyfriend? Just because it might be a bit awkward with just me and your friends

Harry: Of course, the more the merrier. Can't wait to see your beautiful face tonight at 42 Cornell Rd, 5pm :)

I feel my cheeks burn and quickly text Mia to tell her what's going on

Lylah: Harry's playing tonight, and then we're going to his place for dinner. Do you and Matt want to come?

Mia: YES! Where is it?

Lylah: They're playing at The Envy. That pub we always used to sneak into, remember?

Mia: Hahaha omg yes, I remember that. Good times. What time are they playing?

Lylah: 5

Mia: K, I'll get Matt to drop me off so I can get changed. I'll see you at 4. Xx