I Will Always Love You - A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter Eleven

"Come on, Stace. We gotta get ready," I said, shaking Stacey.

She slightly opened her eyes, "Already?"

"Yes, now come on. I am going to have a shower. If I get out and you aren't up, I will have to pur a bucket of water over you." And I headed to the bathroom.

It was only 2am on Saturday, the day of our audition. I was excited and nervous. I was able to somehow convince Niall to come with us, even though there were probably going to be fans there.

When I finished from the shower, I told Stacey she could have a shower, and then I headed to my room, to see Niall already there.

"I gotta get changed!" I said, pointing to the door.

"I will turn around," he said, facing the other way.

"I'm trusting you Horan. If you dare turn around I will slap you so hard you will bleed!" I warned him.

"I won't turn around! Not until you at least had ur bra and underwear."

"Whatever."

I quickly put my bra and underwear on, then told him it was ok to turn around. Luckily, he wasn't a pervert.

"It's just like seeing you in a bikini!" he said.

"uh huh, ok."

I got dressed into this: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=50652561 and we waited for Stacey.

When we got there, there were already at least a hundred people there. Niall wore a hoodie and dark glasses. We lined up. A few girls recognised me, a few giving me glares and a few smiling and waving. I ignored the haters now. Niall taught me how to do that. And it has actually calmed down a little now. I don't get as much hate, and I get a lot of great tweets, a lot I reply to.

There was a camera crew of course, and I think I got on camera a few times. Niall had to try his best to do an American accent when he talked to me, which he was pretty good at it, but of course, some people recognised him, but that wasn't until we were almost at the front of the line, so there werent that many people asking for autographs and shit.

When we got in, we had to audition for the producers.

"What's your names and where are you from?" one of the guys asked.

"I'm Charlotte," I started.

"I'm Stacey," Stace added.

"And we are Charlie & Stacey!" we said in unison.

"And we are both from Mullingar, Ireland!"

"What are you singing?" the other producer asked.

"Big Girls Don't Cry by Fergie!" Stacey said.

"Ok, go ahead!"

The music started.

Stace started:

"Da Da Da Da

The smell of your skin lingers on me, now

You're probably on your flight back to your hometown

I need some shelter of my own protection baby

Be with myself in center, clarity, peace, serenity"

Then we both sung:

"I hope you know, I hope you know

That this has nothing to do with you

It's personal, myself and I

We got some straightening out to do"

Then I sung:

"And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket

But I've gotta get a move on with my life

It's time to be a big girl now

And big girls don't cry

Don't cry, Don't cry, Don't cry"

And then the producers stopped us. We were shaking of nervousnes as they spoke among themselves, before tunrning to face us.

"You made it through!" One guy said.

We jumped around screaming!

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Even though we still had to perform for the judges after, we were still happy.

We went off and grabbed our "golden ticket" before meeting with Niall.

"We made it!" I shouted, hugging him.

"That's great!" he said, before Stacey joined in the hug.

"How, you know what I forgot to do?" I said, as we walked back to the car.

"What?" the said in unison.

"Tell my mum I was auditioning!"

We laughed.