Mindless ( A Larry Stylinson Fanfic) boyxboy

Chapter 6

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Chapter 6

Bootcamp, 2 years ago-Wembley Arena .

Harry's POV

My nails were almost completely chewed up but I didn't really mind. Now that I got myself to that stage of the competition, the desire to go to the next level was stronger than ever. The little school competition I attended with the White Eskimos was nothing compared to this. I was sitting backstage on a grey chair with a bunch of other constants waiting to enter the stage and begin the dance performances. I knew a few of them but didn't really feel like chatting. Some of the participants were practicing dance moves , others trying to relax. 200 acts got through to boot camp and I was a part of them. ''It's a big accomplishment even being here'' I tried to convince myself. But I knew I wanted to push myself farther- I always loved challenges. Basically, I had to smash my second audition ,succeed in dancing and try to be memorable to go to the Judges House. The hype of the other contestant which sought the same targets was getting to me.They assigned us with groups  and our turn was coming soon.  I bundle up in my purple hoodie and put the hood on my head, sighing.

A man came in with a mic and declared:

''Boys group , please head to the stage.''

I rose from my seating position , not feeling quite well. I breathed out for the second time and tried to relax. 'It's only dancing , you do that all the time at parties' I thought. A guy with short brown hair shaved to the side was walking impatiently looking ten times more nervous than me. I wasn't alone then.

''You alright, mate?'' I asked him gently. If I could reassure at least one of us...

''Yeah , no ..kinda. I never danced before so I'm afraid to make a fool of myself..'' he replied with an unsure smile.

''Don't worry , I'm not the best either.'' I chuckled.'' Give it your all and we'll see the results after...that's all we can do , huh?''

'' Yeah you're right , i'll try .. thanks man.'' he said  with a nervous voice. ''I'm Zayn by the way , nice to meet you.''

''Do we have all the boys on stage ? All the boys category please head on stage'' a voice stated.

''Guess that's us then. I'm Harry , glad to meet you and best of luck!'' I replied before walking on stage.

It was pretty huge. All the males in the category were standing around. The first group was up to go.

''5,6,7...huh''

The music started. I stood on the side and watched as they performed. I noticed a guy wearing a purple beanie and a white t-shirt. I think I saw him somewhere during the rehearsals. He seemed so full of joy and spontaneous last time I sort-of met him. It's the same case again , he was giving his 100% even though he wasn't apparently a professional dancer. A big smile was lighting up his face. I wish I could give that sort of impression on people. Maybe I'll go talk to him after.Then , I recognized the blonde headed lad dancing in the front. He was very loud and we would always hear his strong irish accent from ten thousand miles during the rehearsals. He seemed  cool and the joker type - kind of like me actually. Again , I regained a bit of confidence because any of them looked comfortable and seemed to struggle a bit. Of course , there was amazing show offs at the freestyle part but I'll manage something when it's our turn. I turned my gaze to the judges. Simon and Louis were whispering and pointing at the dancers , exchanging their thoughts. Don't look at them , I mumbled to myself, the nerves will only get worse.

''And switch lines.''

 Which meant that it was our turn. I prepared myself and head to my spot.