Give Me Love

KAT'S POV:

"You sure you want to do this?" I asked him excitedly, already knowing the answer.

"Positive," he smiled back, and glanced over at me one last time before walking out onto the giant X-Factor stage.

I watched nervously from backstage, seeing the other judges carefully observe him.

Simon spoke up, his British accent echoing in the large stadium.

"Name and age?" Simon asked carelessly, fiddling with his pen.

"Harry Styles, 17," Harry replied, standing up straighter. I smiled at his attempt to be sophisticated.

"Okay, Harry, what will you be singing for us today?" Simon shot back, and I then realized how rude he was being.

"Err... It's an original," Harry smiled sheepishly at the crowd. "It's sort of for someone special."

I thought I saw Simon roll his eyes, but I quickly shrugged it off. An original? And for someone 'special?' Questions raced through my mind, and I was unable to answer any of them. Before I got too wrapped up in my thoughts, I heard the familiar strum of Harry's guitar.

"...Give me love like her. 'Cause lately I've been craving more..."

"..All I want is the taste that your lips allow.."

I gave a slightly audible gasp. I had no idea he could write like that, and he only just began singing.

Singing. His voice was unlike anything you'd ever heard. His voice, especially today, was full of deep emotion, complimenting his husky vocals. Before I knew it, the song ended. Harry stood with his guitar strapped behind his back, waiting for fate to take place.

It was all deadly silent. The judges all sat wide eyed, the crowd hushed with no words.

Suddenly, everything burst into cheers. The audience shouted and and clapped and whistled, not a single person in their seat.

Slowly, the judges began to rise, one by one. The last to stand was Simon, but eventually, he cracked a smile and began applauding with everybody else. I saw Harry's face lighten as each judge gave him their own string of compliments. In the state of proudness for my best friend, I barely noticed him burst through the backstage curtains.

"4 YESES!" He screamed with his hands in the air, and I did the same. Together we skipped off the steps and danced and screamed like a couple of second graders.

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"Oh, who was that song for, by the way?" I asked him as we walked out of the arena to his car.

HARRY'S POV:

"Oh, that? Just some girl at school," the lie easily rolled off my tounge.

"Ooh! Do tell," she urged, bumping my shoulder. Dusk was beginning to fall, the small fraction of sunlight that was left was luminating at just the right angle, highlighting the features on Kat's perfect face.

"I, uh... What? Oh.. Santanna," I said quickly. I saw the look of disgustion on her face before she quickly replaced it with a smile.

"That's great," she said convincingly, but I could see right through her.

"Um, I was actually going to go see Conor soon, uh, he doesn't um..." she coughed quickly. "he doesn't want us spending so much time together," she said in a rush.

My breath hitched in my throat.

Conor. Speak of the devil.

He and Kat have been dating for two years now, and I've liked her ever since she threw a rock at my head in the first grade. Since then, we've been the best of friends, and I've slowly began to fall in love.

But, of course, the big jock gets her. Don't they always? Before I could push myself any lower, Kat and I got inside of my car, and I dropped her off at her house.

"See you at school tomorrow," she smiled, once we got to her house. "It's your last day at school before you go off to film," she whispered, tears in her eyes.

"See you tomorrow," I said stiffly, willing myself not to cry. No. I'm a man, men don't cry..

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