A Dash Of Larry

A/N : so this is my first larry stylinson... Don't kill me! So ill be updating on my phone so hopefully I'll updates quicklys ! *chuckle evily* I have big plans for this story! Anyways! Enjoy and if you like it, fan, comment and vote! - Haley

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** Harrys POV **

So this is the big day...! I was nervous naturally but my mum, Anne, and my sister, Gemma, we next to me, with comforting smiles.

"It's alright Haz! You can do this!" My mum encouraged me as I looked at the building in front of me. "I'm sure they'll love you!"

"Oh, bugger! I don't think so, Mum. I'm scared!" My eyes got bigger as scenarios of how I could get rejected played through my head.

I started humming the song I was to sing softly, making sure I wouldn't forget. I was going to get into this school if it was the last thing I do.

The school that is scaring the socks off of me would be the Uni in Docaster. I had to audition to get in, seeing as it is a school for arts and stuff like that.

I collected my thoughts and took a deep breath as I opened the door and stepped out of my Mum's Jeep. I stuffed my hands into my front pockets and started walking to the entrance to the auditorium. I turned around to look at Mum and Gemma and they smiled and nodded.

As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted with a crowd in the seats and a table with chairs in the center, presumable for the judges.

I looked around and saw a table at the very back with a stack of papers and a jar of pens. I started to head back there but being the clumsy oaf I am, I tripped over my own feet and fell with a loud thud. Damn you feet. I heard the people in the seats errupt with laughter and saw an oustetched hand offered towards me.

"Just ignore the lot of 'em!" His voice got louder as his irish accent was now more prominant as he addressed the crowd, "they're just a bunch of bitches!"

I grabbed his hand thankfully, as he hauled me to my clumsy feet. Soon I heard another voice.

"Now Niall, you know you're not supposed to curse." The lad that spoke wrapped his arm around who I presumed to be Niall's waist and the irish lad leaned into him.

"But Liam!" Niall said, but it sounded more like Lee-yum.

Liam, I presumed, faced me with an outstretched hand. "Hello, I'm Liam Payne, and this is my bestfriend Niall Horan." Liam had nice features and his hair was cut short. Niall looked at me with a big grin and his hair, I noticed, was dark at the roots but blonde at the top.

I took Liam's hand and smiled as we shook. "Harry Styles, my friends call me Haz or Hazza. Nice to meet you."

"Lee-yum! I'm hungry!" Niall whined to his friend.

"Niall, when aren't you hungry? Besides, they're about to start."

Sure enough as I looked, I saw the judges sitting down.

We sat down and I started dozing off untill I heard two words.

"Harry Styles?"