Battle of the bands

Chapter 1

So hey guys it's Riley from  Rileyandjake4life since the two of us co own that account, we're gonna co-own this one. Mainly because the last this I need to do on our other account is write a new story. I also got this inspiration from a post on Instagram, so let's go.
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Ten years ago
Battle of the bands, something Harry and the rest of White Eskimo have been looking forward to for about a year. They were honestly sure that they would win, or come in second. You see their only good competition was a band named 'The Rogue.' Their lead singer was a very cute boy (in Harry's opinion) is named Louis, he was about two years older than Harry, around 17.

Both bands had already sang, and now the judges needed about an hour to choose between three different bands, and they were sure that two of them were 'White Eskimo' and 'The Rogue,' the other band they weren't so sure.

"Boys, why don't we go backstage yeah." One of the boys from White Eskimo asked. They all nodded, and walked away from the other bands.

A few short minutes later, they saw Louis' band walk in.

"Well lads, look at our competition. First time in a long time we were worried about losing. But we still have a chance." Louis snickered, but the band sat down beside them.

"Yeah like seriously, have you seen some of the bands here. Half of them can't even keep the right pitch." One of Harry's bandmates sighed.

"Agreed." Louis smiled.

"So curly, you're the lead singer of this band, I can understand why." Louis smiled.

"Ditto." Harry smiled back.

"Well we're gonna see if we can find the other band we're up against." One of the bandmates said gesturing to both bands.

"I'm gonna stay here." Harry said, and Louis nodded and agreed with him.

As the others left, Louis scooted closer to Harry.

"So curly, your clearly swinging on both teams. Have you got a boyfriend or girlfriend." Louis smirked.

"Not really. Not now." Harry smirked, getting up and walked in front of Louis.

"Oh really. So tell me curly, would you like to help me with an experiment." Louis asked with a smirk, immediately pulling Harry towards him, not letting go of Harry's hips.

"It depends, if your gonna kiss me, it's probably a no." Harry playfully hit Louis' chest.

"Just close your eyes curly."

Harry chuckled, but closed his eyes anyway.

Suddenly, he felt Louis' lips on his. Harry smiled into the kiss. Harry brought his hands into Louis' hair. Louis swept his tongue across Harry's bottom lip. Harry gasped, and Louis took that opportunity to slip his tongue into Harry's mouth. Their tongues fought for dominance, but surprisingly, Harry won. Clearly Louis had let him. Louis had brought his hands down to Harry's back, and and fisted his shirt.

Before anything could go any further, they heard laughing.

"Woah Harry, didn't know you would get so lucky." One of Harry's friends, Mitch said, who just happened to be supporting Harry and his band.

The two pulled away and blushed.

"Come on Harry, the judges are about to announce the winner." Mitch smiled.

Harry nodded. He walked away with Mitch, but not before looking back at Louis. They smiled, and walked away.

Soon, White Eskimo and The Rogue both lost to a band called First grade fist fight. (That's my older cousins band.) Which neither of them saw coming. Harry and Louis shared a hug before, they went their separate ways.

Thinking neither of them would see each other again, they looked down at their phones and smiled at the lock screen they had of each other.

But what they didn't know, is that destiny had a strange way of working.