Always

chapter 1

Harry POV

"Lets start from the top," said Haydn. I was currently at practice with my band 'White Eskimo'. I know, it is a terrible name. Probably the worst I have ever heard, and the rest of the band is honestly just as bad. I hated these guys. First there was Haydn, the lead guitarist. He was the worst  by far. He did everything he could to make me angry. Than there was Nick, the bass guitarist. He just acted like he was way too cool to be in this band, and it annoyed the wee out of me. Plus he just agreed to everything Haydn said, and most of them were about how bad I was. Lastly there was Will, he was my favorite. He is a nice guy, but just can't stand up for himself. He definitely needs a big boost of self confidence. 

"Earth to Harry, we are trying to practice you little arse," Haydn spit at me. "Ya, come on Styles, you little twit, we would actually like to get things done so we can get away from you," Nick snarled. "Whatever," I said, "lets just get this over with." All the boys started playing instruments while I waited for my cue. Once it came I started singing my parts. Finally, the song was over, and I was more than ready to leave.

"Get over 'ere Styles," I heard Haydn yell at me. I turned around to a big punch in the nose. My nose was hurting like fuck, but I didn't do or say anything back like usual. I guess I forgot to tell you that part, Haydn and Nick bully me. Majorly. While they did that, Will would just act like he didn't see a thing and run away, not wanting to get hurt.

I know, I know, you are probably thinking Harry why do you let them do this to you? Just quit!  Well sadly, it is not that easy. Our parents are best friends. The best-est friends ever, and nobody ever listens or actual cares about me anyways. If I quit, I would be harassed even more. I did NOT want that to happen, cause that was definitely the last thing on my list currently. So I just stayed in the band and tried my best to stay away from any extra time with them. 

After cleaning up that horrible blow in the nose, I went home and ate dinner, trying to hide my nose the best I could. But, as always, that didn't work. "Oh my God, honey, what happened to your nose? Is it broken? Did someone hit you? Oh once I find out who di-" "MUM I'M FINE!" I cut her off. "I just fell on the way home and hit it, I'm fine, don't worry." She seemed to calm down a little after that, but she was still deeply examining my nose. "Okay, but just be careful Harry you seem to be falling alot lately." She replied. Ha, yeah, 'falling'.

"Oh and Harry you got a missed call from someone named Simon Cowell? Do you know him?" My mum questioned. "WHAT? I DID? THE SIMON COWELL? OH MY GOD MUM GIVE ME THE PHONE!" I seriously cannot believe this! About a month ago I signed up to audition for the XFactor and they said that they would call back all the people that qualified, this is fantastic! Finally, a chance to follow my dreams, be on my favorite TV show, and get away from the band. The band... YES! 

"Yes, this is she," I heard my mum say into the phone. I was so excited. After a couple of yeses and okays I was handed the phone. "Hello this is Simon Cowell from the XFactor, are you Harry Styles?" I heard from the other line. "Yes, I am Harry." I responded. "Well than Harry, I am glad to tell you that you have made it! Your audition is on Monday at 4, I can't wait to hear you!"I was literally about to scream this was amazing. "THANK YOU SO MUCH MR.COWELL I WILL NOT LET YOU DOWN."  "Alright Harry, see you Monday." "Bye, and once again thank you so much!" and with that I ended the call. Best. Day. Ever. 

The next day, I went to practiced and they all just stared at me with disgust. These kitties have got a scratch. Harry, just ignore them, they are all creeps and probably just extremely jealous, I thought. God, I hope I was right. 

"Ay Styles," I heard Haydn yell. Oh god. "I heard you are going to audition for the XFactor." He said. Nothing bad so far. Don't screw this up Harry "Ermmm, yes I am, Monday." I said, trying to stay calm. Hey, he hasn't beaten me up yet, that's a plus. "Well after practice go home and tell your mummy that you aren't." He spat. I seriously cannot believe what I just heard. That little bastard, I just wanna beat him up and- wow Harry don't get to worked up "What do you mean I'm not auditioning?" I snapped. 

"Harry, you are not leaving this band you little arse." He snapped back. "We can't have you trying to escape and let go of this band. So you're not going. Now lets get started, Will you sta-" "HAYDN YOU LITTLE MOTHERFUCKER THIS IS MY FUCKING LIFE YOU CANNOT TAKE OVER!" I am so angry at this point, I just want to snap that little neck of his. My God.

"What did you say to me?" he asked as he turned to me, with Nick on his side, cracking their knuckles. I gulped, I really could not get beaten up now, not a day before the audition! "I said you can't control me, Haydn, you can't jus-" I was kicked in the stomach before I could finish. I fell to the ground and was non-stop kicked is the head, back, legs, balls, everywhere. And it hurt like hell.

Once he finally stopped, about 15 mins later, he said, "Got it you little son of a bitch?" "Got it" I responded. I new that if I wanted to audition for this show, I was going to have to be very sneaky. What did I get myself into? This was gonna be a very rough week. Lord, have mercy.