Perfect Two (Louis Tomlinson fanfic)

Chapter 32

Niall’s POV

“What do you think it could be about?” Jas asked me as we sat in the back of a taxi, on our way to the X Factor set for the second time in as many days. 

“I don’t know but what if it’s to tell me that they’ve changed their mind and they don’t want to put me through?” I asked worriedly. I’d been panicking about that all night. It was the only thing I could think of that this would be about.

“Ok Niall look at me,” Jas said sternly, forcing me to look at her. “I promise you that that’s not what’s going to happen. I won’t let it happen to two people I love,” she murmured the last part to herself, her voice cracking slightly.

“Hey, come here,” I comforted, pulling her into a big hug. “Have you heard back from him?” I asked. I didn’t say his name but we both knew who I was talking about. 

“No,” she whispered quietly into my t-shirt as I held her. “I called him twenty times yesterday and he wouldn’t pick up,” she squeaked, barely able to get her words out. She was so distraught about this whole thing that it was really hard to watch by as her best friend. I just wanted her to be happy. And I wanted Louis to be happy too, but he wouldn’t respond to me either. 

“Don’t worry about that now. You two are made for each other. I know things will figure out in the end. And hey, if they don’t, I’m here for you and I’ll always be here for you. No matter what,” I consoled her, making her look into my eyes as I said it. 

For the rest of the journey we just sat in a comfortable silence, whilst she rested her head on my shoulder. “We’re here,” I said, as we finally reached our destination. Jas lifted her head from my shoulder, and it immediately felt cold as it made contact with the air instead of her body heat. 

“I guess it’s time to find out what this is about then,” she said. She squeezed my hand tightly as we clambered out of the taxi and quickly paid our fare. I tried to tell myself it was good news but I could still feel my heart pounding against my ribcage, rattling my bones as I nervously walked towards the studio for the second time. 

Louis’ POV

I woke up and glanced over at the clock to see it was 6:01. I groaned as I rolled over, trying to get some more, much needed sleep. I suddenly remembered yesterday’s events. Everything came flooding back. The audition. The judges rejecting me. Jasmine. The phone call...

I leapt out of bed. The phone call! I ran to the shower, stripping off on the way. Nobody else was awake so it didn’t matter. I let the water cascade over my bare skin, running over every pore on my body. It was slightly cold but that just woke me up. I hopped out of the shower, dried myself quickly with a towel, and attempted to yank my jeans on, which turned out to be quite an effort even though I had dried myself really thoroughly. 

I got myself breakfast and made sure I was ready before heading out of the door to get a taxi. I clambered into the taxi, checking the watch on my wrist as I did so. It was 6:35. The taxi ride would be about an hour and a half, so I should get there around 8:00. That would give me half an hour before when they told me to be there. I know it seemed keen but I wanted to get there early. I was just so curious to know what they wanted me back for. Maybe they had changed their mind. Maybe I was through to the next round. No. Probably wishful thinking. I tried to push that out of my thoughts, not wanting to get my hopes up, but it insisted on lingering there, no matter how hard I tried. 

I couldn’t get Jas out of my mind either. I was so confused about how I felt. I was just so angry with her at the heat of the moment. I didn’t even want to look at her. But I don’t know if I was maybe starting to regret how I just lashed out at her. My mum said it wasn’t her fault. Was it? I have strong feelings for her. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’m in love with her. I’ve never felt it before with anyone else. It sounds weird to say but I think I knew I loved her the very first time I set eyes on her at that party. I know I said I wanted her gone, but the thought of never having her my life again was heartbreaking. She’’ll never forgive me for what I’ve done. She’ll never want to see me again. 

I got so lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice we’d arrived until the taxi driver started waving his hand frantically in front of my face, trying to get my attention. 

“Oh sorry,” I mumbled, quickly paying him my fare, and hopping out of the car. 

It was 8:10, so I had a bit of time, as planned. I wandered to the nearest shops to buy myself a coffee to take, and then headed back to the place that I had only been to once, but had already given me bad memories. I sat in a waiting area bit where they told me to wait. There was already another guy there, who looked about my age. He was pacing the floor and fiddling with his fingers. 

“Hey, I’m Louis,” I said, trying to start some sort of a conversation. 

“Uh hi, I’m Liam,” the guy replied, giving me a nervous but friendly smile. 

“So I’m presuming you’ve been called back too then,” I questioned him.

“Yeah, I auditioned yesterday and then I got a phone call telling me to come back today but I have no idea why. I’m worried they’ll change their minds and tell me I haven’t got through,” he panicked, still fiddling with his fingers. 

“Oh you got through?” my heart fell as I realised this probably wasn’t a call back for a second chance for those they had said no to.

“Uh yeah, you didn’t?” he asked. I slowly shook my head in response, looking down at the boring carpeted floor. He got the message and quickly changed the subject. “So tell me a bit about you then Louis,” Liam said, looking genuinely interested to find out more about me. I decided I liked this guy. He was pretty cool. 

“Well my full name’s Louis Tomlinson. I’m seventeen. I have a thing for carrots and let’s just say I get my fair share of attention from the ladies. I mean, who wouldn’t with a face like this?” I winked, allowing my sense of humour to flow again. 

“Ha ha well you sound like quite the guy. I’m Liam Payne by the way. I don’t really have much to tell you about me other than I’m sixteen and I’m afraid of spoons. To be quite honest, they scare the heck out of me. But that’s just between you and me, yeah?” he smiled at me. I found myself laughing probably too hard at his weird phobia, but I thought it was hilarious. I knew we were going to get along. 

After a little while, a couple of other guys turned up. One of them was called Zayn and the other was called Harry. I recognised Harry as the guy that went just before me yesterday at the auditions. It wasn’t long before the four of us were in a full flow conversation, talking about all sorts of random things. I was deep in conversation with Harry when Niall walked in. Followed by Jasmine. I suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence as my eyes stayed fixed on hers. She was so beautiful that it was unbearable not to press my lips against hers right there and then. But I couldn’t. Not after walking away and telling her I didn’t want to see her again. 

The two of them came to sit down and I think the other boys noticed the tension between us because they all went silent. I was about to say something when a man called us in, telling us the judges had something to say to us. 

I was about to find out what all this was about.

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