Harry and Zayn went and took a seat in their respected sections. Harry was a baritone, and Zayn was a tenor two.
I don’t think anyone has heard them sing before, surely I’m not the only one shocked here..
It fell very silent in the choir room. Everyone clearly felt really awkward. But Mr. Lawrence didn’t seem to care, so we continued on with rehearsal.
I think the big question that everyone was thinking, was simply why. Everyone knew that Harry and Zayn had beef againt the arts, especially when it came to Niall and Louis. They clearly must have been pretty talented to Mr. Lawrence, because it’s not like anyone just strolls into this choir. Everyone sitting in this room has oodles of talented that shouldn’t be wasted, so I guess that means that the same must be true for Harry and Zayn.

We went through rehearsal working on new pieces in preparation for the upcoming concert. We were singing The Lamb which is a beautiful piece that gives you that feeling when you go down a big hill on a rollar coaster- when the chords are sung right of course.
Niall and Louis and came up to me after class, they looked a little irritated.
"We need to go to a practice room, now." Louis said.
I did not want to go through this alone, I looked at Perrie in desperation, I’m guessing she knew what I meant by my look because she folowed me into the practice room.
"Why is she here?" Louis said shockingly said.
"Well because she’s my friends and I don’t want to get ganged up on in the situation to come." I fired back.
"Look, we’re not here to gang up on you guys, but what the hell are those guys doing? Joining choir? It must be a prank." Niall said. He was obviously frustrated.
"Well Zayn has been saying some things about it." Perrie chimed in.
"What kind of things?" Louis asked.
"He has been asking little hints like ‘Do you like choir?’ or ‘How did you get into it’. I think that’s how they found out. And I was honest with him. And if I’m going to continue being honest then you guys should know that Zayn actually has a nice voice. Whenever we’re in the car together and he knows a song, he sings along. It’s actually quite good."
"I don’t believe they are actually serious about this." Niall shook his head and started to pace a little bit.
"Look, I doubt they would do that." I said, trying to calm them down.
"How would you know Reyna? No offense, but you haven’t known them that long. They acould be up to something and we wouldn’t know it either." Louis said.
He was right, I know he wasn’t trying to be rude and I also hasn’t known them that long. I knew Harry pretty well, but maybe not as well as I thought. Really knowing sometime takes time and patience.
"I could talk to Harry and see what he is up to, he will be honest with me." I told them.
"Oh yeah, I bet he would" Niall said bitterly.
I just gave him a look that siad “Are we really gonna go there.” and in return he shrugged and turned around.
"I’m serious, Harry has been nothing but honest with me the whole time I have been here. Whatever track record he has with you guys can be fixed."
"Well it’s going to take time. We’ll see what’s going on and then we can determine that." Niall said.
"Okay, well I’ll talk to him tonight and see what happens and I will let you know. You guys still have to keep up on our deal though, be nice. For me?” I begged.
"Yeah yeah, we know. Anything for you." Louis said.
"Zayn is always honest with me, and I’ve known him for a while. We can definitely trust him." Perrie said to us all.
"Well that’s 50%" Louis said putting his and to his mouth, as if he were deeply thinking.
"I can get the other 50. Trust me." I said.
"We do." Niall said smiling at me. Finally.
"Alright, let’s do this."
I texted Harry about an hour after class. It was a Friday so I didn’t know if he had any big party plans going on or what. I would sure hope not…


Hey! I was wondering if you were free tonight for a chat?? Let me know asap!!
- Reyna :)

I managed to get all the way back to my dorm with still no answer, which is weird because if I know one thing about Harry it’s that he always has his phone on him. I did a little homework, watched some youtube videos, checked twitter, and even Spotified for some new tunes. Still no answer.
Maybe he’s just bad at texting.. You ain’t so hot with it wither Reyna.Finally, after about an hour and a half, I got a response.

Heeelllloooooo, sorry for such the late response. Tonight is good. You know where to meet. xx

Thank God. I was worried that it wouldn’t work out and then I’d have to wait and then Niall and Louis wouldn’t get to know and then they would have been flipping and I really wouldn’t know how to help them keep their sanity.

Before I left I did change out of my sweatpants and tshirt. Even though I looked pretty good if you were to see me from the hobo standpoint. But whatever. I just put on some leggings and a sweater, didn’t even mess with my hair or makeup, and scurried out the door.
I got to the fountain at about 7, I hoped that he would be there or that I wouldn’t have to wait long since I wasn’t very specific on the time frame. He was already there to my surprise, wearing a grey crewneck shirt and his black skinny jeans with boots. Typical Harry. Typical hot sexiness is more like it..
He smiled and walked over to me once he noticed me. He gave me a hug and I buried my head into his shoulder. I realized it had been a while since I had seen him one on one. It was nice to say the least.
"I feel like it has been forever since it was just us. How have you been?" He started, with a big smile on his face.
"Oh you know, pretty well." I said in return.
"Reyna, how are you really doing." He chuckled a little at the end.
"Well… to be honest, I’m confused."
"What are you confused about?" He patted a spot next to him on the edge of the fountain. I sat down and started to explain.
"I don’t know if you couldn’t tell, but you walking into choir was a bit of a shocker to you know.. everyone."
"I figured that to be true…"
"So why? You have never been an artsy guy with any interest in music from what I hear. What changed you mind?"
"Honest answer?"
"No Harry, I want you to lie to me." I said sarcastically to him. He smiled.
"Well, then honestly, I wanted a change." He said.
"A change? From what?"
"From, I guess, everything. I only play football because I’m good at it, and I found my sense of community there. I don’t love it. It’s just something I’ve always done. I like other things. Sentimental things."
He sounded pretty serious as he explained himself. It made it hardly believable that it was some sort of prank. I looked at him, and he was looking straight forward with a slight smile on his face.
"And music is one of those things?"
"Yes. Completely. I actually was quite into it when I was younger, I wanted to be a singer when I grew up. But then high school proved to change things. And when you’re constantly around people who hate a certain thing, it’s really hard not to conform to it. So you do anyways. That’s what happened to me at least."
"But what changed your mind?"
"You want an honest answer?" He said againt chuckling again slighty.
"Yes, of cours." I said and smiled at him.
He just looked up at me, “I don’t know how many times I have to say it’s you.”
I just looked at him, and then looked down feeling a little embarrassed.
"Reyna, you have such a passion and will for it. You know what sounds good and what can get to a person through more than a simple melody. You’ve reopened to me to how the purest of chords, simplest of rhythms, and beautiful of lyrics can really speak to someone in the place they need it the most. I just want to be where you are, and maybe beyond to prove to you that I am serious about it, and that I’m serious about how I feel about you."
It was the most beautiful, caring, and sweet thing anyone had ever said to me. It was like he wrote it out and then recited it back to me. But I could tell by his eyes that this was not intentional, that it just kind of spilled out of him.
We sat there for a second in silence when he finally broke it.
"Well don’t leave me hanging or anything." He said and shoved me a little. I smiled.
"I just don’t know what to say. First off no one has ever said anything remotely close to that to me ever, so I’m ovewhelmed in a good way. Second, I just didn’ think that this would ever happen with you. You came off so dark to me."
"Explain dark."
"You know, I thought you were just some careless asshole with no care in the world about anyone but yourself. But you proved me wrong and really showed me that there is good in everyone, if you know where to look for the light."
He looked at me like he wasn’t expecting that at all.
"That means a lot, you have no idea. You brighten my day everytime I talk to you, I hope you know that."
I smiled and looked down because I was slightly embarrassed again and I didn’t know what to say. When I looked up Harry was looking right at me. He then brushed my face gently with his hand. He then took my face into his hand and pulled me in.
And I will always remember that night as the night that Harry Styles kissed me and completely and undoubtedly stole my heart.