Don't Let Me Go.

Chapter 1.

I'm next.

Oh god i'm next.

I inhale a deep breath, trying to calm myself and try not to panic.

Questions and negative thoughts are making my head throb.

What if my vocals are off?

What if i mess up the lyrics?

What if...

"Louis Tomlinson?" The woman with the ear microphone reprimands.

I'm panicking now and I can't seem to find my voice.

"Ummm... i... yes." I gulp, trying to clear my throat.

Why in the heck did i even agree to this. I take dares way to seriously. And why am I so nervous? I could careless what a bunch of losers think of me. I shouldn't give a fuck about all of this.

"You're on in 5."

Why am i shaking?

"4."

Is she trying to scare the living hell out of me?

"3."

Here goes nothing.

"2."

As the the stage manager finishes the countdown. She points a finger at me, signalling me to get on stage.

As I approached the screaming crowd I stop on my track right when I was face to face with the judges.

"What's your name." One of the bloke asked making my heart skip a beat.

"My name is Louis Tomlinson. " I manage to smile and not show my fear that is practically killing me. "Off you go"

Off I go. Psshh.

As the music started playing I forced a smile and started singing. Here goes the "Off I go," bullshit

"Ohhhhh is what you do to meeee ohhhhh is what you do to me. What you do to me " Nailed it.

At the end of the song I exhaled. I hadn't even realised I'd been holding my breath.

"Okay, Louis yes or no?" Simon spoke.

"Louis. I'm saying yes." That was Louis. Wow our names will be confusing.

"I'm saying yes." Nicole.

"Thank you, so much." My smile is probably glowing right now.

Simon's next.

Without hesitation, "You got three Yes'"

"Thank you so much!" Colliding my fist together I now know nothing can make this smile fade!

I did this.

I actually did this.

And i made it.

I ran backstage only to get tackle by my family. I don't blame them, I'm as happy as they are too. Maybe even more.

Putting in a few laughs my stomach turns into a knot and it was time for a trip to the Loo.

"I'll be right back guys, let me just take a mini break."

I pushed the doors, closing it with a big slam. After releasing myself out I walk towards the sink.

Mirrors are hung up and I glance at myself.

My eyes look so happy and so does my lips.

Looking back down I add soap to my hands as the warm water hits it, making my hands almost clean. Letting out a deep sigh, I haven't realised how tired I am right now. First thing I will do when I arrive to my flat is sleep. I sure as hell need it. Crap. My eyes burn. I'm definitely sleeping soon.

"Excuse m..." I jump at the voice near me, I didn't even realise someone came in. Ignoring the man in here I push my body to the side as I walk over towards the napkins, grabbing a few to dry my hand.

Once I turned my body to the side I am bumped into someone. Great.

"Oops." Is the only words that comes out of the stranger's mouth. But when I glance up

"Hi" was mine.

(A/N) This is my first very own fan fiction so sorry if it isn't that good. I will try my very best to impress you and work hard on it. Comment on what you guys think. This is a Larry story so please no hate. Also, the first couple of chapters will be a bit short i know I'm just starting and they shouldn't be short but I want to get to the point how everything is right now. So sorry if I do post short chapters I will try making them a bit long. And I think that's it xD Anyways bye loves. #TeamBullshit

~Henderson/Stylinson :3 x