No One to Trust

AUDITIONS

No one to trust

Auditions 

Harry's POV 

There are about five more people ahead of us. Gabs is trying to keep me busy so I don't think about it too much. She's constantly kissing my cheek, punching my hands playfully, playing catch with a tennis ball she found.

"I think you're more nervous than me."

"Huh?"

"Your trying to keep yourself and me distracted."

"Oh hush be grateful I care about you."

"You cold?"

"Yea a little." I wrap my arms around her. She's so caring and responsible. Sweet, kind, cheeky. I've always wanted a girl like her, that even after marriage we'll still flirt and keep each other in love by playing hard to get.

"Isn't she lovely?"

"Isn't he wonderful?"

''Isn't she precious?"

"I don't know the rest of this song." I chuckle revealing my dimples.

"I'm gonna miss these dimples." She says poking my dimples.

"I'm gonna miss this." I say pointing at her perfect smile that forms when she sees and pokes my dimples.

"I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you." It was my turn a tall lady with blonde hair called me out.

"Friends and family follow me backstage. Harold you come with us for now." I don't dare to release Gaby from my grip, since there's a lot of attractive men around.

"Harry you can let go now."

"I don't think so." We arrive backstage and the tall lady turns to me.

"Ok Harry walk to that red X over there when he goes backstage."

"Alright. Thank you."

"You're very welcome babe." She gives me a flirty wink and touches my shoulder. I hold Gabs tighter against me. "Ouch." She mumbles under her breath. The lady I guess thinks that I have a girlfriend and her bright smile turns into a frown.

"Um good luck. Call me. " she hands me her number with Caroline written at the bottom. I must admit she was attractive. She leaves and I loosen my grip on Gabs.

"What was that for? I think you left a bruise..."

"Sorry but I'm not going to let a lady down."

"Harry, she's obviously older than you."

"And? Are you jealous?" I say nuzzling my nose against her neck. She giggles and points at the stage.

"Your up Flirt."

"Wish me luck."

"Break a leg."

"Love you."

"Love you too best friend." I walk up to the X...