Hopeless

Four: Hey Jude

Saturday:

I'm mixing at the shed tonight so I spent most the day making sure I've got everything and getting there before they opened
"Mush, so good to see you" marcus pulled me into a hug, he was a bartender/Manager
"So good to be back, who we got tonight" I begin to set up at the sound booth at the back of the bar

"We got the hazed, spacelads and purple rain" he sighed, he hated nights like these but he got to see me so I made it 100x better
"Great when are they here for sound check" as if on tune the first band walked through the back  doors "looks like now"
"I'll get you a drink"

"No it still isnt right" the lead singer was being an asshole as usual
"I'm telling you, its okay you do this every time" he rolled his eyes at me, am not in the fucking mood "okay come stand here" I snap slightly, he does and I stand up on the stage "Give me bet that you look good on the dancefloor from the top"They do the intro and we run through it, I sing the chorus like he does and I see him scoff then we stop
"See happy now?" I say and he just shrugs making his way back to the stage  

By 10pm the place was packed, people jumping moshing etc etc the usual
"Mush theres some guy saying he knows you?" One of the security guards says over the music, I move my headphones down
"Name?"
"Um harry?" I frown slightly, why is he here
"Yeah send him in"

I see him work his way over to the booth and I give him a hand on stepping up
"Here" I hand him so headphones that are connected to mine so we can hear each other talk "what are you doing here"
"You said I could pop by" he studied what I was doing
"I didnt think you'd actually turn up" I laughed awkwardly, considering our past few interactions I didn't think he would want to
"I brought my camera, if you wouldnt mind" he held it up with one hand
"Of course not, do what you need to"

"I like your outfit" I only just catched, I was in a black bodycon dress some fishnets and my black heeled boots
"Thanks, comfort but theres a kinda uniform"
"Drink mush?" Marcus radios up
"Yeah, a cider and the usual for me"
"Coming up" I giggle at him being stupid

"Did he call you mush?" Harry said confused, I noticed how open and relaxed he seemed to be maybe he was just more in his element?
"Yeah," I laughed not realising he picked up on it "just a nickname" I shrugged off

Harry and i chilled, he mostly focused on taking photos and I just focused on the bands that are playing
"Hazza!" I hear someone call happily, are his friends here? Oh god kill me know
"What are you doing here?" And he didnt know?
"Well, when we saw-" I could hear the full conversation his microphone was breaking up

"I'm doing a school project" was all he answered back, I was too focused on the convo and something was happening with one of the bass' I spring up and start doing what I can to fix it, I can feel their eyes burning into my soul
"We're gonna go pub you coming?" I hear one of them say loudly
"Nah, I'm gonna finish getting some photos" he didn't speak excitedly or with any particular emotion which assuming they were his friends it confused me abit
"You could have gone with them" I say when he sits back down on the stool next to mine
"I dont want to" he said bluntly and I just left it at that for now

Later:

We were packing up about 2 in the morning, late night again
"Mush give us a song!" Marcus shouts as I am packing up some stuff from the stage
"Not tonight, I want to get home" i said loudly across the bar as i dragged wound up some wires
"Come on, you chicken?" He started making loud chicken noises and I hear harry chuckle slightly
"Okay fine shut up you're doing my head in" I playfully laughed and rolled my eyes

I walk to the side of the booth and pull out my guitar, it's just big enough to protect it incase a drunk gets flung in its direction, I take it out and put the strap over my should and stepping back onto the stage, feeling really tall in my boots

"Mush mush mush" marcus chanted along with a couple security
"Oh shush, okay" I strum getting into the zone slightly "Hey Jude, don't make it bad, Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better" I sand softly hearing everyone settle down and stop what they are doing

"Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better" I smiled this song means alot to me, marcus loves it when I sing it because he knows how much it means to me
"Na, na, na-na-na na
Na-na-na na, hey Jude"

the low monotone hum of everyone joining in on the last bit as I stepped back from the microphone, keeping the guitar going as they all clapped and sang along, I lock eyes with harry for a slight second making a wave of nervousness hit me like it hadn't before he cracked a half smile at the chorus of people singing before I look away down at the guitar to take the focus off him

"Bravo!" Marcus shouts while clapping loudly stepping out from behind the bar holding his arms out, even in heels he is still much taller then me engulfing me into a short hug
"Let get this packed up" I say wanting to get home by this time, I have school in like 5 hours ugh