Falling Again [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter Four-Uncle Si

Louis finally rolls away from me at around five, letting me get up and run to my bed, my cheeks burning. Why am I so embarrassed? I have no idea.

I feel like I've just fallen asleep when I wake up again. I can hear voices downstairs, but it's the knocking on my door that woke me up.

"Come in." I mutter, sitting up.

"Wake up and go have a shower, Uncle Si's coming round to say hi today." Louis says, poking his head into my room.

"Right." I say, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. Does he remember this morning? God, I hope not. He turns and walks away.

I get up and head to the washroom, taking a quick shower. I sing one of the songs I planned to sing for my X-Factor audition, Isn't She Lovely.

Hm, I wonder how that turned out? If I made it past the auditions? I shut off the water reluctantly, wanting to meet this famous Uncle Si.

I look into my wardrobe at the clothes. This is not the type of clothes I wore before, and I've also realised I've built up some muscle (of which I'm quite proud of). I end up pulling on a white v-neck t-shirt and some black skinny jeans.

I head downstairs, shaking my curls.

"I have a question." I say as I walk into the room.

"Can it wait? Have you asked us it already?" Niall, who's eating, asks.

"What's the name of our band?"

"One Direction." Liam, Louis and Zayn all say at once, while Niall says "Niall And The Potatoes."

"One Direction?" I ask. "Who came up with that?"

"You did." Louis says, meeting my eyes. I quickly look away.

There's a knock at the door.

"HE'S HERE!" Niall shouts, jumping up and running to the door.

"Morning, Niall," Says a familiar voice as we round the corner to the door. "Boys." He smiles and my jaw drops.

Simon Cowell is standing at my front door.

"Hey!" Louis smiles, stepping up next to me. How can they be so cool with all of this?

"So, he got amnesia?" Simon asks Liam, who nods. "So, I take it I have got some questions to answer?"

"Pretty much." Zayn smirks at me, making me quickly shut my mouth.

Simon walks in.. Simon... Uncle Si? He walks into the living room, sitting down on the couch. I sit next to Louis nervously.

"So, Harry, can you tell me what you remember?" Simon asks.

"Uh..." I can't really form words.

"He can't remember anything." Louis says sadly. I see Simon raise an eyebrow, and Louis just nods. "We don't know what you wanted us to tell him. We just told him the name of our band, but that's genuinely it."

"So, have you said anything to him about what happened on the X-Factor?"

"What happened on the X-Factor?" I ask before anyone can say anything else.

"So you boys literally told him nothing?" Simon asks them.

"Seems so." Niall laughs.

"Can someone tell me what's going on?" I ask, seriously confused.

"Alright , Harry," Simon says. "Ask me anything. Try basic questions so we can build up."

"Alright." I stop to think about it. "How was the band formed?"

"You all auditioned as solo artists, but didn't cut it so I put you in a band together. You came in third."

"We came in third?!" I gasp. I'm not sure if I'm happy we made it so far, or upset that we didn't place first. "Then why are you still here? I thought you only ever sign the winner?"

"Usually, but as your mentor throughout the show, I saw how talented you boys really were and I didn't want to let it go to waist, so I signed you." He claps his hands together.

"Oh." I say, not sure what to ask.

"Have you given him access to twitter?" Simon asks.

"No, not yet."

"Alright. No internet for him until he knows a bit more, but he can watch TV, and I'll talk with management." He says, and the rest of the boys let out a sigh. What's so bad about management? "Well, I have to go. Heading to the US for some more of the American X-Factor."

"Tell Demi I said hi?" Niall asks, and I see what may be pain shoot across Liam's face? Okay...