No strings attached

Chapter 2: Take one for the team

Rehearsals today was completely draining.

I'm completely drenched in sweat and technically, Jenna can't take a hint.

Every damn time Jenna says:

"Okay, another round"

Me and Harsheen would look at each other in a "What?!" way and the other girls did it as well. Cause honestly I miss the words "Take 5".  After that last twist and turn, we fell flat on our asses in the floor.

"Great job ladies, all set for tomorrow's show." Jenna said, looking like she didn't even threw out a sweat. What the fuck? Probably years of experience.

 Something cold tapped my shoulder.

I hesitated but looked up.

"Hydrate yourself." Niall said handing me a bottle of water.

I scoffed and smiled. "Thanks."

He sat down beside me in the floor. Just staring.

"You were awesome," He started.

"Haha, pretty funny Horan."

"No, really." He laughed.

I punched his shoulder lightly, the best energy I could exert.

"Look at Hazza, trying out his moves with that new girl." Niall pointed.

"Oh, She's Harsheen, she's pretty good."

Me and Niall thought of the same thing and stood, sat at a bench near where Harry and Harsheen was, trying to listen to their conversations. Niall said Harry was pretty good with picking up a girl, but when he really likes the chick, he gets quite corny.

"Hey, so ... uhm, you're sweating." Harry said to Harsheen.

I slapped my palms to my face as I heard Harry say that. He's nervous! Me and Niall cracked up, trying to hide our laughters from their hearing.

"He really likes her." Niall whispered.

"I could tell,"

"Ah, yeah." Harsheen tried to get away from the conversation.

"Ah, so here." Harry handed Harsheen a bottle.

"Thanks,"

"You were great out there." Harry placed his hands on his front pockets.

"You too, I heard you sing at the back."

They just smiled, blush, look away unendlessly.

"So, yeah. Bye." Harry turned his heel and walked away.

I saw Harsheen frown as he walked out.

"We need to fix this." I said and by that we both got to our feet.

(Niall's plan) (Niall's point of view)

"Hey man," I said.

"Hey," He said, sounding a little depressed.

"Can we like throw a party tomorrow night? After the show or so?"

"Why?"

"Nothing, just maybe to celebrate. We've been working hard and tomorrow's our last show for the tour right? So why not?"

"Bu--"

"Tomorrow evening, 7 pm sharp, at your place, and Harsheen's coming.

I walked away and with that, I think he'll go through with the plan.

I blinked my right eye to Stacy as a signal and off she went towards Harsheen.

(My plan) (My point of view)

"Sheen!" I called out, jogging towards her. I call her Sheen sometimes.

"Sup?" She faked a smile.

"Harry's throwing a party tomorrow night, Niall invited me and asked me to ask other people, wanna come? It sounds fine? So you're game?"

"Ah, sure. I gue--"

"Great. It's 7pm sharp. At Harry's flat. Wear something casual."

"Okay." She replied. Eyeing me.

I walked away and went towards Niall.

I gave him two thumbs up as our plan worked.

As I was about to go straight for him. Someone pulled me.

"Aghhh!"