"Harry wake up, you must hurry up if you want to be there on time", I heard my mother's voice from downstairs.
Obviously, I hadn't slept all night, as I was full of anxiety, so I jumped immediately from my bed when I heard her talking to me.
I checked my phone and I found one missed call from my father and many messages from my friends who were wishing me good luck. I didn't reply to anyone as I would speak with all of them after the audition.
After the judges decision.
The thought of all of this made me feel really stressed. I crossed my hand through my hair and I tried to relax by taking some deep breaths. I don't have to worry, right? I will just stand in front of million of people and I will sing for some minutes. Its normal, isn't it?
Oh my God, no, its not. What happens if they find me horrible? If the audience doesnt like me and if the judges say no?
Well, I won't definitely stop doing what I love. Nothing can prevent me from singing. I will just continue breaking my sister's nerves by singing on the top of my lungs all day in the bathroom and nothing can change that, because singing is my everything. Its really important for me and I cant imagine a world without music. But, surely I will become really sad if they reject me and I don't know how I will deal with it.
I was wondering all night if I am good enough for a place in the X-Factor competition, but I promised to myself that I'll give my best. I want to prove to everyone out there that I deserve it as I have worked really hard and as I have tried to develop my voice skills.
My mum always tells me to follow my dreams and not to allow to anyone to destroy them.
Well, I have always wanted to become a singer since I was a small kid and this wish is still written on my desk.
I haven't changed my mind till now and I dont think that I ever will. I often create a picture of me giving shows in the biggest stadiums of the world, working with the most successful artists and I want to make this real one day.
That's why I am going to the X-Factor today, cause I want to give myself a chance.
It wasn't my idea to register for the audition. My older sister, Gemma is aware of my love for singing and she registered my name without telling me a thing, so I am grateful to her.
"Harry c'mon, you will be late, do fast", my mother shouted again and Gemma appeared into the room with a giant smile in her face. She was wearing her new dress and her favourite boots and it was obvious that she was ready to accompany me there.
"Good morning little singer. What's up? Are you ready for the big day?", she asked by giving me a small hug.
"I think that yes, I am. I couldnt have been more ready". I tried to hide my stress by giving her one of my best smiles and by hugging her back tightly.
"You don't have to be that nervous! You are amazing and everyone will fall in love with your voice", she said reassuringly and she winked at me. I looked down and I made a big effort to forget about that whole thing by thinking something else, but I couldn't.
"I'll have breakfast, as I am really hungry, but you have to decide what you'll wear. We should have begun driving in a while, if you want to be there on time". She said by turning her back and by opening the door, but she stopped when she heard me calling her name.
"Thank you for all Gemma".
She laughed gently and she left me alone to dress up as I didn't have an idea about the clothes I would wear.
Finally, I chose my green T-shirt, my blue jean and my favourite beannie.
I looked me in the mirror and I tried to do the presentation of myself.
Hello, I am Harry Styles. I love singing and I want to achieve my goal, so I come here today..
No, its terrible.
I checked the clock on the wall and it was time to leave, so I grabbed my jacket and I walked to the kitchen where my mother and my sister were.
"My cute boy is going to rock today", said mum proudly and she made me blush by giving me a kiss. Was it my idea or she was ready to cry?
"Mum stop doing that, I am not a kid anymore".
Okay, maybe I didnt want her to stop. I may liked it. A little. But I wouldn't ever tell her. Its like she is my protector and she always cares for me and so does Gemma. I love them both very much and I don't know what I would have done without them, they are my family.
"Do you want to eat something? There is milk in the fridge and I baked some biscuits"
"No, thanks mum, I am not hungry". Eating was the last thing in my mind that moment. Every second I was thinking about the audition but I was struggling not to show my anxiety on my face. But I am sure that they knew it, especially my mum who has probably that instinct that mothers have and they can understand everything that their children feel anytime.
She squeezed my hand into hers and she gave me a glance full of happiness. She believed that I am able to make it. She believed in me. And I had to make her proud.
We were outside the huge building and my hands were shaking. I don't know if it was from the cold or from the stress. Maybe from both.
I was really anxious and as I was chewing my gum I could feel my teeth hurt by the intensity of the chewing.
I was taking deep and slowly breaths from the diaphragm but it didn't help a lot.
When we arrived into the building, the hall was full of people who where attending there to sing when it was their turn. Others were talking with their relatives and friends and others were doing warm up exercises for their voice.
My sister went to the mini bar to buy me some water and a snack for her, while my mum was standing next to me, giving me courage. When she came back she threw the bottle in my hands and she sat next to me from the other side.
"I think that I'll go to the bathroom for a while", I said and I stood up.
I was wandering around for a while and I was trying for at least ten minutes to find where the W.C. was.
When I finally found the door I opened it, I went inside and I saw a boy nearly in my age who was peering next to me and some strands of his brown hair were falling in his face. When our eyes met I looked on the wall in an effort to hide my embarrassment, but suddenly, I peered in his shoes by mistake. I could feel the heat in my face.
"I am so sorry, it's my fault", I managed to say, stuttering.
"Its okay lad, you don't have to worry", he said and he laughed really hard. His laugh made me wanna laugh too.
"My name is Louis Tomlimson. And you are?", he said then by offering me a small smile.
His smile was so friendly and the way his characteristics fit so perfectly together were making a harmony that made me wanna smile like an idiot. I looked him in the eyes and I couldnt take my eyes away because of them. They were the prettiest eyes I had ever seen in my life and they were blue in an abnormal way.
They were really blue.
"I am Harry. Harry Styles".
"Well, our story is surely a worth telling one. The first person I encountered in my X-Factor experience is the one who peered in my shoe", he said teasingly and he winked at me.
I laughed hard and I was secretly really grateful that he had humor and he didn't get angry with me. What a guy! He's really friendly with me although he is the person I just peered.
Okay, well the all situation seemed really funny now and not such uncomfortable as it was in the begining.
We started talking like friends who have known each other for years and he seemed a really good guy. I think that we could be friends.
"Its time to leave, I will audition in a while".
As I brought the memory of auditioning in my memory I got nervous again.
"Hey, don't worry. You'll be fine. I promise you", he said by taking me in his arms.
His hug was warm and reassuring and it made me feel for an unexplained reason safe.
I looked thankfully into his eyes and I relaxed a bit.
"Can we take a selfie together?", he asked then.
"Of course we can", I said and he switched on his phone to take the photo.
He wished me good luck and I turned back in the hall where my mum was reading a magazine and my sister was drinking a juice.
I decided not tell them anything about the boy I met. I don't know why but I didn't want to.
"Mum I can't do it, I want to leave, please, let's go! Please".
The truth is that I wasn't that nervous right then, cause I was thinking Louis and I had taken courage from his words.
I had nearly forget about the fact that my name would be called in a while. What the hell was I thinking?
That would be one of the most important moments in my life and I had to compare with many other talented people who were obviously more talented that I am, but I was sitting there thinking about the boy with the straight hair and the blue eyes.
"Don't be silly, you will impress every single one out there and if they don't like you then well, the are ashamed of theirselves. Because you are special and if they can't see that they are surely blind. Go and show them what you deserve my boy", said mum with belief and Gemma embraced me before my name was heard.
