the story of Harry and Louis meeting at X-Factor
Louis' POV:
Breathe, Louis, you've got this.
But because I couldn't convince myself, I quickly snuck away from my family and entered the restroom. I leaned my head up against the wall, trying to calm myself before I went back on stage. This was it; the moment I had been waiting for. My future revolved around my name being called, proving whether or not I had what it took to be a performer. I knew I wasn't the greatest singer here, and I wasn't going to try and lie to myself to boost my confidence. My audition was horrendous and I'm not sure how I made it through, honestly.
The thought of going home so early on in the competition terrified me, because while I may not have the strongest voice, I knew I had a lot to offer the world. With one last breath I turned around, bumping into the person heading the opposite direction.
"Oops, I'm so sorry!" He rushed out, holding my arm to steady me. I immediately recognized his face when I looked up.
"Hi, you're Harry, right?" I asked, remembering seeing his audition. I couldn't hide my admiration for his voice, it was one that I could I'd gladly listen to over and over again.
"Uh yeah. How'd you know that?" He asked, his face flushed in embarrassment, dropping his hold on my arm.
"I saw your audition. You were great, you're going to go far. I know it." I said, trying not to sound like a babbling idiot. I didn't know why I was reacting this way, but I couldn't control it.
"Thank you, that means a lot. I wish I was able to see yours." Harry said sincerely, rustling his curly hair before throwing a beanie over top.
"It was awful, I'm positive I'm going home today. My nerves are shot right now. I had to sneak away from my family to get some air."
"Me too. I love my family, but having them here makes it's so much more nerve wracking...I mean this is it, this is the one moment that could change everything." I could hear the panic in his voice. I knew we weren't the only ones who felt this way. This day was important to everyone here, but just the idea that we could be the ones going home was enough to send my heart racing.
"Exactly. My mom's been an emotional wreck. I'm not sure how much more I can take." I said, making him laugh gently.
"Well I better get back out there. My mom is waiting for me." He said after a moment. For a reason I couldn't explain, disappointment filled me as he spoke; I didn't want this conversation to end.
"Wait, could I-could I maybe get a picture with you?" I asked, realizing how strange I sounded.
"Why with me?" He asked, a small smirk playing on his lips, causing one of his dimples to show.
"Because you're going to go far, Harry, and I want to be able to say 'hey, I met him in the very beginning, way before he was even a star'." I explained, looking him in his green eyes. He blushed and looked down at the ground before nodding.
"This is for the both of us; we are both going to go far." Harry said before walking over to stand by my side. I took out my phone and angled it so we could both fit. Despite being complete strangers, we both looked happy and comfortable next to one another in the photo.
"Thanks." I said taking a step back, adjusting my beanie awkwardly. When I looked back up at Harry he was already staring at me, something in his eyes I couldn't read.
"It was nice meeting you, Louis." He said after a minute, giving me a warm smile that made me flush.
"It was nice meeting you, too, Harry. Good luck out there."
