Chapter 8: Auditions

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Harry's POV

"Come on Haz, we have to leave in 10 minutes!"

Ugh. I groggily opened my eyes, which I regretted since I instantly thought about Hazel. She was so beautiful. Then it felt like a ton of bricks hit me. She kissed Luke. She likes Luke. I have no chance with her. I started massaging my temples. This is way to much stress. Why can't I just be gay? I mean Louis kinda hot...

"8 minutes now!" Zayn yelled. He's one to talk. There's a reason we call him vain! He's always, and I mean always the last one ready. Shit. I quickly jumped up. I have to perform for management today! 

I ran into the bathroom and washed my teeth and face then ran back into my room. Since I slept only in my boxers I just threw on a white button down, jeans, and white converse. I checked my watch. 5 minutes to 8. Great. I jogged down the stairs. 

Liam smiled and nodded as he saw me. "Looking sharp."

I smirked in return and grabbed an apple. I decided just to listen to the rest of the boy's conversations while I ate. 

"Ok so we'll open up with Moments then do our cover of Teenage Dirtbag." Reasoned Niall.

Zayn pipped up "Are we going to be doing solo songs too?"

I decided I should contribute to the conversation "Yeah, I prepared Isn't She Lovely, and Lou said he could try Hey There Delilah."

The boys looked shocked for a second that I actually spoke but then brushed it off. Mostly they looked happy that i'm not keeping to myself anymore. Maybe going back to the old me. My mind wandered to Hazel. What's she doing right now? I wanted to call her mine so bad, it kinda hurt. I decided to tune back in to the conversation so I didn't cause myself any more pain.

"Ok. Final decision, we'll open with Torn then do Teenage Dirtbag." Niall stated.

A chorus of yup's filled the room. I just concentrated on my apple while the boys stared at me. 

After a second with out me answering Liam just  shrugged it off. "Good, good. Let's go."

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Once we got to Modest, they had us take our seats and wait for our audition. I realized i'm actually kinda nervous. 

"I-um. I'm gunna go to the bathroom." I mumbled, not wanting the boys to see me nervous.

"I'll come." Lou chirped. I shot him a cold glare. Does he not get I want to be alone? Ugh. I shrugged then we both walked over to the bathroom. As soon as I opened the door Lou stopped me. 

"What's up?"

"What do you mean?" 

"Why were you back so late yesterday?" Is he seriously still carrying on about this?

"No reason. Lost track of time I guess." That was partly true.

"Is this about that Hazel Grace i've been hearing about?" I frowned at the sound of her name. She hurt me so much. Right when I thought I was getting over Leena, Hazel had to show up and bring me pain again.

"It is." He reasoned, mostly to himself.

"Okay so what if it is? Why do you care?" I snipped.

"We are best friends. Even if you don't think we are anymore, I do. Leena's death doesn't change anything. I still care about you. Now, tell me what happened."

I don't know why. But I decided to open up to Louis. I mean we are best friends and Leena's death shouldn't change that. I told him about giving Hazel rides. And how I thought I liked her even after such a short time. I even told him about the kiss. 

He was silent for a couple minutes. God he must think i'm a freak for liking a girl so fast. Especially when she obviously doesn't like me back.

"Mate that just doesn't make sense. It seemed that she liked you."

"I thought she did. But you know. It's not worth it. What's done is done. But it still doesn't stop the hurt."

"No." He looked like he was in thought "It's not done. Yet. How about after we're done here you go ask her why she doesn't like you."

I looked him the eyes and smiled. A real smile. The first one since Leena died. This is why I love my best friend. 

"That's a great idea! You're the best ever."

"I try" He took a mocking bow and I just laughed. I was about to run out of the bathroom in excitment but ran straight into Louis making me fall on top of him. 

"Hi" He laughed

I was actually smiling "Oops."

We quickly got up and ran into the waiting room with the rest of the boys, who looked extremely happy to see my mood change. 

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"Please come on in, Modest is ready to see you now" The assistant said. I believe she said her name was Veronica. I noticed the other boys looking at her. I admit she was sexy but all I could think about was Hazel Grace. 

We walked into the clear room where two executives sat.

"Hello boys. I presume your One Direction, am I correct?"

I looked at the other boys a little nervous to speak. 

"That'd be us" Niall nodded. Phew, at least I didn't have to talk.

"Ok. Why do you believe Modest should sign you?"

"Well, we're all good lads, and I believe we have what it takes to be the next big boyband. We would also be very cooperative with you." Liam smirked. 

"Very well. Now may you sing for us? You told us you would be singing.. what was it?... Torn and Teenage Dirtbag right?"

We nodded our heads then Liam started "When I saw a girl brought to life she was warm she came around she was dignified."

I noticed I was shaking. I took a couple deep breaths. Come on Harry you can do this. When I looked back up the boys were looking at me expectantly. Shit it was my solo. I took a breath and started to sing "There's nothing left, I used to cry, my conversation has run dry, that what's going on, nothing's fine i'm torn."

All the boys smiled in relief as we all harmonized our part. Just as my second solo was about to come up one of the executives cut us off. 

"Ok, stop, stop, stop. Next song." Shit were we that bad? I decided to start singing again anyway.

"Her name is Noel, I have a dream about her, she rings my bell, got gym class in half an hour oh how she rocks Keds and tube socks."

Before I knew it the song was over, which left all five of us staring at the executives.

"Well boys, you were obedient, plus you have very nice vocals and a good look." The executive on the left said.

"So that means..?" Zayn asked the question we were all thinking. Are they signing us? One of the executives let out a sigh. That can't be good.

"Boys..."

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