Friends with Styles *On Hold*

Chapter 2

It has been week since I told Harry about the X factor, and he still won't say yes. Part of me doesn't want him to leave me and go far away, and forget about me; but the other part wants him to go after his dream, and live life to the fullest. Ugh, what am I going to do?

"Valentina, Harry's here!" my mum yelled from downstairs.

"Coming!" I called back.

Only Harry calls me Val, everyone else calls me Valentina. I got an idea to go to the tree house. I ran out of my room and down the steps almost tripping on the last step. "Hey Hazza," I said using my nickname for him.

"Hey Val! What should we do today?" he asked me.

"Follow me," I said running to the back door.

I heard him following me so I kept running to the old tree house. We used to play in there all the time. It has bean bags, a huge dry erase board, board games, and some old video games that we left in a drawer I think. I went up the ladder and opened the door thing. Wow, it was just like we left it. I went in and sat in one of the bean bags right when Harry came in.

"Wow its just like we left it," he said looking around.

"That's exactly what I said! We are so alike," I said smiling.

He started smiling at what I said. Oh my, his dimples. They are just ahh! Wait, snap out of it, he's your best friend, and only your best friend.

Time to put my plan into action. I walked towards the dry erase bored and took the marker.

"Sit, please" I told him.

He sat down. Now it's show time. "Ok so I know that you don't want to go to the audition, but you don't want to live the rest of your life thinking what if I did audition how would my life be now. So, let's do pros and cons." I told him as I'm starting to write two columns on the board

"Let's start with cons." I said.

"I have to leave Cheshire, you, my family, and the bakery, and no privacy, and there's probably some more that I can't think of," he listed while I wrote everything on the board.

"Now for the pros!" I said excitedly.

"Well, you get to go all over the world, meet famous people, and win awards. You get the chance to play at Madison Square Garden if you're good enough. You make people happy, get to play at stadiums, have tons of fans..." he said, smiling the whole time.

"Now I know that there's a lot of sacrifices, but isn't it worth it you don't want to live the rest of your life saying what if?" I asked, trying to convince him.

"Fine! But I probably won't make it..." he shrugged.

"Nonsense! you are an absolutely amazing singer, and if they don't pick you it's their loss," I exclaimed, giving him a hug.

I'm so glad that he's chasing his dream. I'm just scared that he would forget about me or start to not be himself. "Harry you have to promise me something though, ok?" I asked him, slightly nervous.

"Sure Val, anything. What is it?" He said.

"That we will always be best friends no matter what. So, in other words, you don't forget about me. And you'll stay the same and don't act like you're better than everyone else because your famous." I said holding out my pinkie.

When he saw my pinkie he smiled and rapped his pinkie around mine. "I promise," he said.

Yay, now I'm never going to lose my best friend! I'm hungry, what to eat? Pizza. "Come on, let's order pizza. Then we can play video games or watch a movie. Wait, I know, let's pick what song your going to do for your audition!" I said excitedly.

"Anything you want Val," he said, patting my head.

We left the tree house and ordered pizza. We started to watch some tv while waiting for the pizza.

Ding dong.

"Food!" I screamed through the house.

I heard a screech that came from a person. I looked at Harry and saw him covering his ears. You'd think he'd be used to it by now. I walked to the door and payed the pizza guy, then sat the pizza on the floor and we started eating. "So what song are you going to sing?" I ask, taking a bite of my pizza.

"Well... I was thinking Isn't She Lovely..." He said.

"That's perfect!" I replied smiling at him.