Today was longly anticipated. Now it's finally here. Tryouts. For student production. I won't make it, I've never made it, why even try, why continue acting?
Harry knew you were trying out, but didn't doubt you'd make it in. Well now was the moment to try. You were in the auditorium, anxiously awaiting your turn to perform the monologue.
"Hello, my name is Naya Busch, I'm 16, and I'm going to perform the women's monologue from Love Allways." you shakily said. You waited until you got the okay and began to speak. This was it, everyone's eyes were on you. Watching you. Judging you. You and you only. You thought you did terrible, but surprisingly everyone was clapping, saying you were great.
You did the scene first with your best friend, just to get it done and over with. I've acted before. I've been acting on stage since 6th grade, had the lead once, done 11 performances total, I'm never nervous during auditions, why am I nervous now? You thought to yourself. Once you finished, you knew you could leave so you slowly got off the stage, grabbed your stuff, and bolted quickly outside, hot tears sliding out your cheeks. You slid down against the wall, putting your bag down, and reaching into it, getting your phone, calling Harry.
It rung two times before you heard "Hello?"
"H-hi H-h-Harry, I'm done, can you p-pick me up noww?" you whined, trying to conceal your cries.
"Naya, sweetie, I'll be right there. Stay on the phone with me baby, it's okay, tell me what's wrong."
"I-I auditioned."
"And?" Harry asked. "How'd it go?"
"I-It went.. I don't know." you started crying again.
"Sweetie, Naya, knowing you, I know you did great. You definitely got in. I am almost there, hold on buttercup." Harry gently cooed.
"B-But-"
"No buts missy, and no tears, I love you." Harry said, hanging up.
"Harry I... Harry? Harry?" you asked. Hearing there wasn't a response you cried, knowing he hung up.
Suddenly, your chin was gently tilted up, and you saw those emerald eyes staring into yours. "It's okay sweetie, come give Harry a hug."
The two of you hugged for a long while until Harry spoke up saying,"Naya, I bet you did great. Now c'mon, let's go watch The Adventurous Adventures of One Direction, and get some ice cream. My treat for a treat for I and my sweet treat."
You giggled, laughing at your goofy boyfriend. "That's the smile I like to see." Harry said, smirking.
