If I Could Fly (( A One Direction Fan Fiction ))

Chapter 8

Louis's PoV

I looked around the dimly-lit auditorium, more or less looking for Skylar and Harry. In front of me sat Zayn and Lydia. They were talking about who knows what, Zayn then laughed Lydia soon joined in. Man, you would not know how many times I've tried to make Zayn laugh and failed. Zayn laughing was a rare sight, Lydia literally just met him and already managed to make him laugh.

Is it bad that I ship them? Layn? No. Zadia? No. Zydia? No that's stupid. Oh I know, Lydayn! Lydayn Maliams! Is it bad I can already see that ship sailing? I hope not.

Liam sat beside me on his phone, he was scrolling though Instagram. Beside Liam, Niall. I have no idea what he's doing. I looked at the doors of the auditorium, hoping to see Skylar, but no one was there. I sighed in defeat as I checked my phone for the hundredth time since we got to the school. I swear, every time I'm in this building, time is frozen.

(See what I did there? If you did then you're Brilliam. No, you didn't..? Okay sorry...)

5:28. She has two minutes to get here before the auditions start. God damn Harry, don't tell me you ditched her in some dark fucking alleyway. Oh god, I hope she's okay! Oh, uh, Harry too, I guess...

"I swear to god, where is Styles and my sister?" I heard Niall groan. I looked at the blonde, who looked very stressed, to see him muttering, probably swears. I sighed once more, before getting from the seat I had claimed as my own in the auditorium, and heading over to Niall.

"You doing okay, Mate?" I asked him, as I reached him. In response I got a groan.

"Uh, Nialler? Care to share what's on you mind?" I tried again, as a groan was not the response I was looking for.

"Where the hell is Styles? I don't bloody trust him with Skylar, and it doesn't help that their not here yet! God, maybe they're dead in an alleyway somewhere. What if they're dead, Lou? It'd be all my fault because I let Skylar go with Harry, fuck!" He exploded.

I certainly regret asking...

"Look Niall, I'm sure she's fine. Harry's responsible enough, and he knows how much your sister means to you. He has a sister too, ya know. They're not dead, I promise." I told him, trying to convince myself more than Niall. I couldn't let him know that I was sharing similar thoughts to his.

"I sure hope you're right Lou." Niall sighed.

"I'm sure they just got lost or something, I bet you Skylar and Harry are outside the school, just about to walk in to the building." I reassured the blonde, patting him on the back.

"You're probably right, thanks Lou." Niall sighed. I nodded making my way back to my seat. I sat back down, sighing. I glance over at Liam, he's playing Flappy Bird; huh, good luck. Zayn and Lydia are still talking, every once and a while one of them will laugh.

How cute...

I find myself checking my phone, looking for any sign of life from Harry.

No new notifications.

I sigh, turning off my phone. I sat still for a few short seconds before checking my phone again; this time, ironically, for the time.

5:30. Are they not coming?

The auditorium doors suddenly flung open, revealing a flabbergasted Harry, and a shocked Skylar.

Cutting it damn close, but at least they're here, and just in time too, they're starting auditions.

Skylar's PoV

Music filled my ears as I entered the auditorium, I looked around the auditorium, looking for any familiar faces. I then spotted the unmistakable dark chocolate brown, combed-over hair from across the room. Forgetting Harry was with me, I crept up behind him, smiling slightly as I did.