Chapter 1

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"Louis! We're leaving in exact 10 minutes" my mum yells from downstairs.

Today is the big day because I will be auditioning for the X factors new season. I am very nervous but my mum believes in me.

"I'm coming!" I yell back and put my hair in a fringe.
I rush downstairs and we step into the car.

"Where's the wifi?" my sister Lottie says as soon as we step out of the car and puts her phone dramatically up the air.
I roll my eyes and take a deep breath as I see a huge line of people in front of me.
Everyone is desperate to go through the audition and I can sense the nervousness.

"Welcome, you can stand in line" a guard tells us and makes us stand behind the rack.

I look around and see a few boys playing games sitting on the floor while we're standing outside in the heat waiting for our turns.

I look further and catch a boy getting interviewed, he is wearing a neon green polo and has curly hair and the cutest dimples you just want to poke into.
I can feel my heart beat raise and I try to hide my smile.

"What's so funny Lou" my mum asks me while she runs through my hair.
"N-nothing" I stutter and turn back to the boy.
I think he's with his mum and sister since they all look very alike.
"Why don't you go and try to find someone your age to stand with for a while"
"Maybe make a new friend" my mum says since the line will be taking very long.

"Okay" I answer and she gives me a kiss on my head.
I smile and clime over the rack we're waiting behind making my way towards the curly headed boy.

"Hey" he smiles.
"Hey, I'm louis" I say.
"I'm Harry" he smiles again.
"Do you mind if we kill the time together" I ask him nervously.
"Sure" he blushes.
"I'm Harry's mum Anne, nice to meet you Louis" Anne says and I shake her hand.

A few hours has past and Harry and I are sitting on the floor against the rack.
Harry sits a little more in front of me so I can play with his curls.
We're playing never have I ever and we truly know a lot about each other by now.

"Hello, is Louis here?" I hear a feminine voice say.
"Yes he's down here" I hear Anne Harry's mum laugh.
"I'm Anne, Harry's mum" she says and points towards Harry while he waves at my mum.
"It's almost your turn Louis, do you mind if you come back in line" she asks me.
"Yes of course" I answer.

Harry and I get up and I wipe the dirt of his polo.
"Are you cold Harry ?" I ask him since he's a little shaky.
"A bit" he smiles.
I take of my cardigan and put it on Harry.
"You can barrow mine" I smile.
"Thank you Louis" he blushes.
"Good luck with your audition" I say and give Harry a hug.
"You too Lou" he says.
I touch his curls for the last time and wave him goodbye.
"Byeee" he says in a funny way causing me to giggle.

I get back in line standing next to my mum and Lottie again.
"He seems like a sweet kid" my mum says.
"He is" I smile.
"Ooh does Louis have a boyfriend" Lottie teases.
"No he doesn't Lottie, he has a lovely girlfriend at home" my mum answers before I could say anything.
It's true I have girlfriend her name is Hannah and we've been together since primary school.
She's nice but not as nice as Harry which is weird since ever never liked a boy this much before in such a short period of time.

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"You're through Louis" Simon says and I thank him very much.
I can't believe I'm through and my head immediately wonders to Harry.
I hope we're through together.

I am done hugging my family and see Harry standing across of me with a smile on his face.
"I got 3 times yes" he smiles.
"No way, I'm through too" I smile even wider and pull him in a hug.
"Here's your cardigan by the way" Harry says and he wants to take off my cardigan I gave him earlier.
"No keep it, it looks better on you" I smile and stop his hand from taking it off.
He blushes "thanks Lou."
We just stand there fronting at each other for a while.
I get completely lost inside his eyes.

"Come Harry we need to go home" his sister snaps getting us out of our gaze.
"I'll see you at bootcamp" he smiles and presses his nose against mine.
He looks at me and scrunches his nose.

Oh what this boy does to me.

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