Death can't beat Love (Larry)

~Chapter 6~

(A/N I'm really sorry people, but I don't no how X-factor works, so I'm just writing something.)

~*~One week later~*~

~Louis' POV~

When I came back to my flat later that day, I started to do what I had been doing for months now. Crying. And the tears were back. That boy on stage had reminded me so much of Harry.

Maybe this was planned. Maybe someone wanted to make me feel bad and pulled this joke on me. But even then, no one is able to fake Harry's voice. It was unique and belonged only to him. 

Only to my Hazza, but Hardrian had sounded exactly the same. His audition was completely the same as Harry's. Hadrian's eyes were also the same green as Harry's.

What's happening with me. Am I becoming crazy? But Liam saw him too. He must be real.

After a day Liam had come to my flat and cleaned me up. I was so sorry for snapping at him like that. He said he understood it. When I calmed down enough he had asked me if I still wanted to be a judge in X-Factor. I thought for a while. On one side I never wanted to see Hadrian again, but the other side, which wanted to see him again, was stronger. I wanted to find out what was off about Hadrian. Why he looks so much like Harry. And that's why I'm now back in the studio. Ready for bootcamp.

The participants who made it through the auditions are standing on a line. They are about to subdivides in groups. You know: males, females, groups,... This year, I'll take care of the male singers. I insisted, 'cause I know Hadrian is going to be in that group.

Simon Cowell is standing next to me as he yells the names and the groups they are into. I can't take my eyes of the curly haired boy that's standing there, nervously playing with the hem of his shirt.

"Hadrian! You're in Louis team." Simon yells. Hadrian looks up and looks straight into my eyes. I give him an encouraging smile. Shy, he gives me one back and looks back to his hands then.

Oh, he's to cute for his own good... What? Did I really just think that?

Impatiently I wait till everyone knows in which team they are.

"Okay, people, go meet your coach now." Simon says finally. Soon, I'm surrounded by my team and I gesture them to follow me. I take them to a room somewhere in the back of the studio. After everyone sat down in a circle, I start to speak.

"Okay, for those who didn't know yet, I'm Louis Tomlinson and I'll be your coach. We're going to make the best of this." I say and look at everyone for a second. "Now, introduce yourself and tell me which song is your favourite to sing." 

I look at the man next to me and nod at him, letting him know he can start.

"My name is..."

~Hadrian's POV~

At the moment I'm sitting in a backroom in the studio, listening to everyone's introduction. I try to pay attention as much as possible, but that's simply not possible. I can feel Louis' eyes on my every fife seconds. 

Finally it's my turn.

"Hi, I'm Hadrian Benet and I don't really have a favourite song to sing. I like all sort of music." I say. 

Louis smiles at me once again. A smile that holds more then only kindness. 

And then his look...
Like he wants to figure something out about me.

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I'm sorry this was so bad, but I wanted to update after a month.

This is dedicated to liampayneswife67 because she commented a lot on my stories and she encouraged me to write further on this story. 

xx Lisa xx