Grace Notes

Chapter 30

Lola's POV-

After a quick, late breakfast and putting on some clean clothes, Harry and I loaded up in his car and headed toward the address of the studio that Elation had emailed to him. It was about ten minutes away-not far at all. There were so many buildings on the premise, much like a hospital. It was pretty confusing, and took another ten minutes for us to actually find the specific building, as well as the parking lot that went with it. Once parked, we headed up towards the rotating glass doors.

I both loved and hated spinning doors. They always seemed so fun, yet there was this underlying fear that I would somehow get caught between the wall and the door and pureed like fresh fruit in a juicer. Of course, that may have just been because I had seen movies like Final Destination before...

Once inside the actual building, a humongous lobby was revealed. The floors were a glossy tile with a bit of a tortious shell coloring to them, and these desks were on the edge of the wall that were undoubtedly expensive-probably made out of pure oak. In the middle of the room was a fountain with stone lions spewing water from their mouths. The base had a few pennies, but nothing crazy-as I'm sure limited people actually came in here, and I'm sure more wishes were thrown away rather than granted for the guests. I couldn't help, but wonder, if Harry would be one of those people...

I walked behind him up to the desk where a lady with dark curls was sitting with her glasses sat properly on the tip of her nose. She was already looking over at us, as if she figured we were just two people walking in to find out if we could get an audition without invitation. It made me feel a little VIP to know that we were supposed to be here.

"I'm here for an audition" Harry said confidentially.

I could tell that he was kind of forcing it.

"Aren't we all" she sighed, her dark brown eyes rolling briskly. "You'll have to go online and submit an application to audition, along with a video"

"I have an appointment" he said quickly.

"Oh. Oh." she sat forward and peered down at her notebook. "Name?"

"Harry Styles"

"Ah, yes, I have you down" she gave a single nod, then held down a button on her buzzer. "Mr. Phillips, Harry Styles is here whenever you're ready" she looked back up at us. "You may take a seat. He will be up shortly"

"Thank you" my boyfriend smiled, then glanced at me in a motion to follow him over to the couch in front of the fountain. "Should I try my luck?" he asked, gesturing at the water.

"Doesn't hurt" I shrugged, already digging in my purse for two pennies.

After giving him one, I shut my eyes and wished for him to get the opportunity, then I tossed the coin in.

"What did you wish for?" he asked.

"I can't tell you, or it won't come true" I shook my head at him.

"Want me to tell you mine?"

"I, mean that depends if you want it to come true, or not"

"I definitely do"

"Then don't tell me"

"Fine" he sat back. "You'll find out one day, anyway, probably"

"Won't I find out today?" I raised an eyebrow.

He gave me a hesitant look, but then brushed it off. "I don't know for sure what I'm actually going to sing"

"Mix it up" I shrugged. "That way they can see all sides of you. Do something soft and sad, and something energetic and happy"