We can fix it [Larry Stylinson] **ON HOLD**

Chapter Nine - Just a mistake..

A/N sooooooooo new chapter! I told you I'm not sure how this X-Factor thing works, so sorry if I made any mistake! Hope you enjoy ;)

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Harry's POV

It's a week at the X-Factor already. My mum called me every single day, just to see if I'm ok. I don't blame her though. I'm her only son. Anyway, the last days were just perfect and I hope nothing will ever change between me and Lou'. We get along so well and he is such a nice company. I'm still a little afraid that I annoy him and he's just trying to be nice, but I decided to stop thinking like this and live my life. 

We've been going through a lot of challenges until now, and I think today the judges will select a few people to continue their 'trip' to success. I'm very scared I won't be selected, but what scares me the most is the fact that me and Louis might be separated. And, I swear, I have no idea how I could live my life without him in it.

I and him are somehow connected. That's what other people here tell us. And they are right. If he is sad, I'm sad. It's not that he gives my life a purpose or something.. it's just that when I'm with him, nothing else matters anymore.

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"You ready, Harry?" Louis asks me, his voice trembling a bit.

"Not really.." I answer, not wanting to lie to my best friend.

"Hey, Harry! You'll do just fine. There's no point to be scared. They'll choose you!" He smiles at me. 

"Alright then." I smile back, not being able to resist his charm.

"Ok guys, come up." A strange looking man tells us and guides us all towards the stage. I can feel Simon's eyes watching every move we make. He scares me, to be honest. My heart is beting really fast and my hands are sweaty. I raise my head and see Louis's reassuring glare. I smile at him and try to stop worrying so much.

"Hello." Simon simply says. "I'd like to tell you that you all have been really good during this week, and even if you're not chosen, there's not reason for you to stop doing what you love." He then adds. Everyone agrees, even if I don't think every single kid here will follow the advice.

"I don't like to keep you waiting. It's been a hard choice, but it had to be made" Simon starts saying some names. I listen to him carefully, my heart breaking every time I don't hear mine or Louis's name. After finishing saying the names, I stare at him. I lost. I'm out of X-Factor. I can't continue any longer. That was it. I feel my eyes getting wet and the pain in my chest becoming more and more disturbing. Simon said something, but I didn't listen. I walked out of that place and started crying. I don't care if my mum sees me, or if my classmates are making fun of me. It was my dream, and now it's broken to pieces.

I don't want to go home. Not now. I need to stay here, follow my dream. There is a man with a camera, but I just can't focus. I'm afraid that if I speak, my voice will break. 

I reluctantly start going to my room , so I can get my stuff and go away. I'll miss Louis. A lot. But I guess we weren't meant to be friends. It hurts, but there is nothing I can do about it.

Right when I am about to get out of this place, a man stops me. I raise an eyebrow, not understanding what he could possibly want from me.

"Not so fast, kid. The judges are calling you back on the stage."

What? What could they want. I nod and turn around, a little bit of hope raising in my heart. I notice Louis going in the same direction as me.

"Louis..? Where are you going?" I ask, trying to fake a smile.

"On the stage, I think. I wonder what they want.." 

I keep silent, my heart beating faster and faster. I notice other three guys going up the same stairs as me and Louis. I've seen them before around here, but never bothered to make conversation. They seem nice though.

We are lined up, staring in the distance. Simon starts talking to us. Nothing important. But then, something he says catches my attention.

"We decided to put you together... in a group."

A group. I and other 4 guys, in a group. A boyband. What? 

I start smiling and go and hug Louis without hesitation! I'm so happy! I don't have to leave! Thank god! Louis keeps me in his arms, being as excited as me. I did it. I survived a week. I have to say this, for the first time in my life, I'm proud of myself.

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Louis's POV

I invited Harry and the other boys in my room, so we can get to know each other. One of them has blond hair and is Irish. His name is Niall. He's quite funny. Zayn is a bit quiet and I can see that he is feeling uncomfortable. However, he looks kind of mysterious and interesting. The third boy has chocolate brown eyes and also brown hair. He seems a little bit more responsible.. Ehh.. maybe it's just a thought of mine.

We've been playing cards for a while now. I'm getting kind of bored, so I suggest playing truth or dare. The boys agree.

"Okay, I start. Harry, truth or dare?"

"Erm.. truth.."

"I knew it! You chicken!" I laugh, which makes the other boys laugh to.

"Whatever you say, Louis.. Give me a good one!" he smiles at me.

"Okay then.. Is it true... that you're a virgin?" I ask, a bit concerned about the answer. I kind of hope he says it's true. I don't know why.

"Y-yeah.. it's true.. Why are you even asking that??" He the throws a pillow at me.

"Okay, okay! Harry, your turn to ask."

"Urm.. Niall, truth or dare?" he asks the Irish lad.

"Dare!" he shouts.

"Okay.. I dare you to kiss Liam on the cheek." Really Harry? Urm okay..

"Oh come on!! Give me something else!" Niall complains.

"You scared, Blondie?" Liam adds, surprising us all.

"Not at all! Come here!" Niall gets closer and puts his lips on Liam's cheek. It looks sweet.. So not wrong.

We continued playing and laughing until late at night. The boys decided to leave, so I am now sitting with Harry. I check my phone to see if i have any messages. There's none. I sigh, thinking about my girlfriend and about what she might be doing back home. I do miss her. She's also a really good friend.

"What are you doing?" Harry laughs.

"Nooothing.." I trail the last part, which makes Harry even more curios. He takes my phone from my hand and looks at it. There's nothing to be seen, but i still want it back. 

"Give it back, asshole!" I laugh. He climbs onto my bed and holds my phone in his hands. I try to take it from him, so I climb and start to tickle him. He refuses to give up, so we start a little friendly fight. Both of us fall to the ground, me facing Harry. I stare at him for a few seconds, but decide to break the awkward silence.

"Give me my phone back.."

"Nope." He says without breaking eye contact. His eyes are shining so bright right now and I can't help but stare at him. My hands are shaking and my heart is beating really fast. Before I can think about it, I start to lean closer to his face. His lips are bright red. Our faces are inches apart. I lean even closer and within seconds, I smash our lips together. They move in sink. It's not a rough kiss, nor a simple peck. It's a soft, full of passion kiss. It is so wrong, but damn, it feels so right. I slowly open my eyes, and in that moment I realise what I'm doing. 

"Oh god Harry, I'm so sorry. This was a mistake." He looks hurt for a second, but then he gets out of that little trance.

"Yeah.. mistake. I-I g-gotta go.. Bye Louis." He opens the door and gets out of my room immediately

. I am still on the ground, my face red and full of embarrassment. The worst part is.. I actually liked it.

Oh god, what have I done?