Take Me Home

Wait what?

I woke up early on Saturday morning. The choreographer decided to give us the weekend off because we were doing so well, thank God. I started my day off right with a work out and came out to take a shower but I realized that I was not alone. I was sweaty from head to toe, wearing my sports bra and short spandex. I was hoping that it would be too early and Liam and Danielle would still be asleep but I didn't take into account the band.

Zayn, Louis were huddled around Niall -- who had a guitar in his hands. I stood there awkwardly while they all stared at me. Before I could blink, Louis took his phone out and snapped a picture.

"Louis!" I yelled. I bolted to where he was and reached to get the cell.

"Ew! Ew! Get off me you filthy peasant!" he chastised. After a long struggle I gave up.

"Fine, what are you guys doing?" I asked.

"Writing a new song," Zayn replied. I snatched a piece of paper from Zayn's hands.

Your gorgeous eyes look at him and I try not to show how...

Louis grabbed the paper from me, "Who wrote that?" I asked.

The boys looked at each other before looking back at me, "Harry," they all said.

"Oh," I glanced around."Where is Harry anyways?"

"Getting food... or at least that's what he said," Niall looked doubtful.

"Ok, well I'm going to take a shower but when I come out that picture better have disappeared," I pointed at Louis.

"Yes ma'am" he saluted. I wasn't too sure if he would actually do it but it's whatever. I turned around and before I shut the bathroom door, I heard the snap of a camera.

Harry's POV

My hand were full of bags upon bags of Nandos. Stupid Niall. I was pretty nervous to go Liam's place. I mean, Sophia was going to be there. I had already admitted to the guys a couple nights ago that I had a crush on her. Jeez, I already wrote a song about her. The song was about that night we had all gone out for dinner and I watched as Sophia asked for Niall's number. God, did that one hurt. Before I could even knock at the door, Niall flung it open and grabbed the Nandos.

"Ermm..."

"You could have taken longer!" Niall said through mouthfuls.

"Come here, mate!" Louis called. I sat next to him and looked around a bit, "She's in the shower." I nodded, "But before she went she came out and I got these," he winked and showed me a couple of pictures of Sophia in a sports bra and shorts. She was glistening from head to toe with sweat. There was a crease between her eyebrows as she looked at the camera. Her light brown hair was pulled in a tight pony tail and her pale blue eyes were seemed to be staring into my soul. I flipped to the next picture and she was turned around so I could see her...

"Whoa," Louis took the phone away, "I think we're done here." I blushed deeply.

"Harry you should ask her out," Zayn said.

"No," I said too quickly.

"Why not?" Niall asked, I was still a little miffed about Sophia asking for his number.

"Cause I'm just going to stutter and make a fool of myself,"

"She'll understand, Haz," Louis put his hand on my shoulder.

"Just ask her out for something casual," Zayn offered.

"Right... casual," just then, the bathroom door opened and steam rolled out. Sophia sauntered out with just a towel on, her wet hair mid way down her back.

"Oh, hi Harry!" she smiled and went into her room.

"Guys, I can't do casual!" I sighed, "That is not casual!"

Sophia's POV

I was staring at the pile of clothes Dani had loaned me, attempting to figure out which of them to wear. I settled on a maroon colored high waisted jeans and a tight black v neck. I got dressed and tucked in the shirt a bit. Dani also let me choose from her variety of high heels and I settled on silver studded ones. When I walked out, the boys were around the table eating except for Harry who had just stood up.

"Sophia," he said.

"Harry," I laughed, mocking him.

"I ermm... just wanted to know... ermm," he was looking at the floor pretty intensely now.

"Yea?" I asked.

"Are you doing anything today?" he stumbled over the words. I just stared at him, "Sophia?"

"No, now I'm not doing anything today. Why do you ask?" My breathing became very shallow.

"Well, maybe you'd like to... erm..." Harry stopped and his green eyes looked into my blue ones, "Erm..."

"Yes," I answered.

"Yes?" he raised an eyebrow. I nodded.

"I would love to," I smiled.

"Okay then!" Harry seemed taken a back, like he didn't expect me to accept his offer, "Where to?" His smile made me giggle a little. Giggle? What's happening to me?