☆Journey☆ [Zayn]

.:Chapter 2:.

Zayn's P.O.V

The judge's requested nine people to return to stage and I couldn't be more nervous. It was easy to see the nerves swimming through people's eyes, clearly expecting the worst.

Myself and the other boys, Liam, Louis, Niall and Harry were standing on the right end of the stage while the four girls stood close to us on the left. The tension was thick in the room. I could hear the boys breathing heavily in my ears and I'm sure I was the same.

I blocked out most of what Nicole was saying, my brain was too clouded with negative thoughts to pay attention.

What if we all get sent home?

Where we not good enough?

Those where just a few of the terrible scenarios swimming through my brain. I seemed to be thinking a mile a minute.

"...you guys are just too good to let go of, so that's why we have decided to put you into two different groups."  Was the only the only thing I heard Nicole say before Simon continued after her, "You guys are going to be happy to hear that you are going through to the finals!" He said with a huge smile on his face that we all seemed to return before erupting in celebretory cheers.

I had no idea that those few simple words where soon going to change my life forever.

The five of us engaged in a group hug, some of us near tears from how happy we where.

"Where going to judges houses, boys" Harry said, just loud enough for us to hear. We gave each other a few more friendly slaps on the back before walking off stage with cheesy grins on our faces.

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We were put into a house soon after and let me just say that even though it was only the first day, it was an absolute nightmare. Well, our room that is

It was all because of Louis. I was surprised to hear that he was the oldest. I always thought that the oldest should show maturity but he was the total opposite. I guess that just makes him more loveable.

With clothes strewn everywhere and the smell of fart that definitely came from Niall, we made ourselves at home.
I was surprised to find out that I was the neatest of all the boys here. If you took one look at us you would think Liam would be neat and tidy thanks to his neat appearance and the calm way he handles messy situations, but the thing is, Liam is probably second to Louis when it comes to messiness.

I claimed the top bunk on the right side of the room before Harry could claim it for himself. He was disappointed when he noticed that the other top bunk was taken as well. So he huffed and placed his stuff on the bunk below me.

What I learned about Harry is that even if he doesn't like something or doesn't get what he wants, he never complains. He's so polite it hurts.

"Looks like I'm just going to sleep alone then." Louis said, fighting a smile.

"Come on Lou, we all know you would love to sleep alone like a queen." Liam said with a chuckle.

"Who, me?" Louis says innocently, but everyone can see through his façade. We all laughed at Louis' antics and he gave us a smile before plopping down on his bed.

"So what should we name our band, boys?" I said after a quick moment of silence. I swear with boys like these, silence is golden.

"What about the Thunder Boys?" Liam said. Everyone gave a grunt of disapproval.

" Dream boys?" Louis says. Harry immediately shook his head at the horrid name.

After a moment of thinking Niall finally pitched in.