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I smiled sideways at her before I briefly caressed her hair. I removed my hand and returned it to the guitar and began playing a song by Hwasa, titled Orbit, softly. So why don't you stay Please don't go away Gyeote meomureulge Eoduun bami wado Neoui kkume daeul ttae Saragin duryeoum You found love You've got love Kkeuteopsi nan georeulge Geudaeui juwireul I will be back Yeongwoneul yaksokael (Uh)

I take a look across me and see every one from the audience is enjoying the music , the bass and the judges,especially harry seems to be having fun. If you're lookin' For Mr. Right Need that magic To change him over night Here's the answer Come and get it While you've still got time Get your boy on his knees And repeat after me, say, Oh Take a sip of my secret potion I'll make you fall in love (Fall in love) For a spell that can't be broken (Broken) One drop should be enough (Ooh) Boy, you belong to me I got the recipe and it's called Black Magic

And I will tell you now, that it feels like we’re riding on air. The car smells so good. I’m tempted to ask him how is that even possible or what does he use. Sterling is a moderate, aka slow driver. I drives faster than me, but still slow compared to other people. “Watermelon sugar, high!” Sterling sings the song of one of favorite artist out. Harry Styles. I expected this. I expected Sterling to sing every song that would have played on the radio. Wesley and I keep sharing looks and I can tell Wesley isn’t used to people singling every song playing on the radio.

[For God’s sake! I knew Klaus had helped in preparing everything. His reaction to my favorite One Direction song piqued my curiosity about who his accomplices were. Only a few people knew about my obsession with Harry Styles. I mean, it’s Harry. Do I need to explain myself? But answering slam book questions is not a regular occurrence in the world I live in. I tilted my head to the side, waiting for Klaus’ next move, and said, “I love this song.” I pressed my cheek on his chest, urging him to continue.

You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make till the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the gods above Can separate the two of us I hummed softly along and he looked over at me. "Big fan,huh?" "No, just one of them." I pulled over into the parking lot. "Who's this unlucky guy?" "One, he's not unlucky. Two, it's Harry." We walked towards my locker. "Harry Styles?" "No," I rolled my eyes at him. "Harry Potter." "Haha, really funny." He said as I slammed my locker shut. I turned on my heels and coffee spilled on my shirt. Way to start Friday morning. "Watch the hell where you're going." The voice barked.

As for them, they already face enough of that feeling that they are numb to it. It’s even a usual occurrence for Oakley to turn down top global brands that many stars will risk their lives for. Very childish. Harry’s is not even practicing or maintaining confidentiality! Immediately, Kai casts a bored glance at Harry and arrogantly struts away after saying a word, “Childish.” Upon seeing Kai’s infuriating face, Harry gnashes his teeth together and lowers his phone, completely infuriated. In fact, Harry already cut off the call before Kai stepped out of the clothing room. However…

I know that isn’t it, but she’s small and docile and reminds me of a baby doe. Her eyes are more gold than brown, though not as big, and her sandy hair really isn’t a true blonde or brunette. With over half their group missing, the others come down the hall of the laundry to enter the other side of the kitchen while the chorus and bluesy beat rings, “That’s My Girl!” I see the song title and group name Fifth Harmony on Haru’s screen, and if summoned by the chorus, Sugar pops his head in, more than happy to move the party into the kitchen and join them.

Harry had made him wear a black crop top that exposed his flat tummy and high waisted black jeans that accentuated the curve of his waist and hips. His face was bare save for the pink lip gloss and the thin eyeliner which Harry insisted will make his pretty features pop out. While he looked good, this didn't feel like him at all. The omega preferred his comfortable hoodies and sweats. Standing amidst the people in this club, he felt exposed. Harry nudged his shoulder. "You should loosen up and dance!" Simon frowned at him. "But we're here for—" "I know," Harry said, touching his shoulder. "Dance and you'll find whatever you're looking for."

"So how did you and Khloe happen?" Harry's questioned dragged my attention from the raw chicken I was holding with my plastic-covered hands. I looked up only to see all eyes were already staring at me and my girlfriend. Although Arisa appeared to be uninterested, I knew that she was also curious. "It just happened," Khloe simply answered, then she flipped the barbecued chicken kebab on the grilling machine expertly. Of course, being a gentleman, Harry insisted to help us while I was the one piercing the marinated chicken, mushroom and peppers into the wooden stick.

After he said that, he left the dressing room. I sigh out when he finally leaves. My fault. I wasn't aware that Kevin saw us that day. Ah, you're so silly, Joy. ~*~ @MUSIC CLUB KEVIN'S (HIRO'S) POV *Instruments* ~You were the shadow to my light Did you feel us Another start You fade away Afraid our aim is out of sight Wanna see us Alive ~ ~ Where are you now Where are you now Where are you now Was it all in my fantasy