Photograph (Larry Stylinson AU) ~COMPLETED~

Let's Meet The Others

Louis and I have been sitting in these chairs for over five hours now. I'm so nervous and I can tell he is too. My hand lifts itself up and finds Louis', intertwining our fingers together. He leans his head on my shoulder so I take this opportunity to cuddle him. I lift him up and onto my lap, one of my hands still holding Louis', my free arm wrapping around Lou's waist. I hear him sigh.

"Do you think we'll get through? I feel like we haven't practiced enough.."

"We'll be fine, Lou. We've had plenty of practice." I murmur into his ear. Louis' my little baby. Even though I'm younger than him, he's really sensitive and he's a little bit shorter than me so sometimes I call him baby as well as boo.

"Okay.. I'm honestly just nervous about Simon." Louis says with a nervous chuckle. Simon Cowell.. He's always been the tough one to get past. There was a girl who came out crying earlier because of something Simon had said to her and ever since, Louis' been all jittery. I take a deep breath then turn his head to look at me.

"Lou, baby.. I know and you know that you're a good singer. Your voice is just so beautiful and different than others. If Simon says one little rude comment about your voice, I'll go right up and give him a good smack across the face. He can insult me all he wants, but one little chip at you and that's it. How does that sound, boo?" I ask with a small smile on my lips. Louis laughs and shakes his head before leaning in to kiss me. I think he'll be alright.

***

"What are your names, boys?" Louis asks. Louis Walsh, he's the bubbly judge.

"I'm Harry Styles, and this is my incredible boyfriend, Lo-"

"Louis Tomlinson?" Simon cuts me off. I swallow hard. "I thought you were with the Rovers team?" 

"I uhm.." Louis starts but I wrap my arm protectively around the front of his waist. 

"He had a rough year, it's not something he likes to discuss." I say, pressing a small kiss to his temple. Louis gives me a thankful smile as I take his hand, holding it behind my back. "Sorry."

"No, no, don't apologize. Everyone has topics they're not comfortable talking about." Simon says. Oh thank god. "What will you boys be doing for us today?"

"Erm, we're going to sing Wonderwall by Oasis." I say and smile back at Louis. He starts to play the keyboard that was put on the stage for us. I listen to him play but suddenly hear him stop. My smile turns into a frown as I see him just staring down at the keys. I quickly move over to Louis and wrap my arms around him, rubbing his back gently.

"It's okay, you'll do fine, boo.. Just look up at me every now and then, okay?" I tell him. Louis nods a little and wipes his eyes before starting to play again. I smile at him when he glances up at me then he starts to sing, eyeing the judges. 

"Today, is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you. By now, you should've somehow, realized what you gotta do. And I don't believe that anybody, feels the way I do, about you now." Louis sings. His voice is so distinguished and pure. It suits him and it fits in with his personality perfectly. I always start out singing, and this was Louis' song choice, so I let him have the first part. He didn't want it but I forced him to take it anyways because I'm a good boyfriend. I start to clap my hands to the beat, Louis, Cheryl and Dannii all starting to clap along as well. All of them except Simon. 

"Back beat, the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out, I'm sure, you heard it all before, but you never really had a doubt. And I don't believe that anybody, feels the way I do, about you now." Louis sings once again. He looks over at me, winking to give me the signal to start singing. I stop clapping and start to sing with my boo.

"And all the roads we have to walk are winding, and all the lights that lead us there are blinding, there are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how. Because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me.." I look back at Louis, knowing he gets emotional during this part. I take the microphone out of the stand and walk over to him, taking his hand in mine as we continue to sing. 

"And after all.. You're my wonderwall." 

We look back at the judges and see all of them standing. Except Simon again. Oh shit.. Well, we might get three yes's? They all sit back down and grin. 

"Amazing, that was wonderful, boys! Well done!" Dannii says. 

"Beautiful, I loved it!" Cheryl says and claps again. 

"That was great! How long have you been practicing?" Louis asks. 

"Uhm, well, Harry's mum got us this job at a café so we've been singing there for about.. Five or six weeks, maybe? But we've only been um, practicing this song for about three days." Louis says. He's literally the cutest little thing when he's nervous. He sways a little and chews on his lip, likes to play with his or my fingers.. I could go on and on.

"Simon, what do you think?" Cheryl asks, all three of them leaning down to look over at Simon. He takes the pen he's been chewing on out of his mouth and stays quiet for a minute before taking a deep breath. 

"What do I think? I thought that, that performance was incredible." 

No way did he just say that. 

"I'm amazed. I thought you two were going to be one of those acts that think they could sing, but you came out here and blew me away. I loved it." Simon says. I look down at Louis but see his face buried in my shirt instead, the small noise of weeping filling the room. My little baby.. I'm so proud of him and myself as well. 

"I told you we'd be fine, didn't I?" I chuckle and tilt Louis' head up to wipe his eyes. He nods then clears his throat before speaking in a small shaky voice. 

"Thank you so much, this means the world to us." 

They 'aw' then exchange goodbye's before we walk out of the room. I've never been happier.

***

"Listen closely for your name, please!" A lady calls once we're all lined up. I'm curious as to what they're calling people for. What if Louis and I are separated..?

"Perrie Edwards, Leigh-Anne Pinnock, Jade Thirlwall, Jesy Nelson, please follow me." The lady calls out again. Oh thank god. Was that it? I sure hope so. I see her coming back with her clipboard, Louis gripping onto my hand tighter. 

"Liam Payne, Harry Styles," My breath gets caught in my throat. No. I'm not leaving my Louis. "Zayn Malik, Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson, please follow me." I let out a relieved sigh then walk to the stage with the three other boys. On there, I see the girls in a clump looking scared as hell, along with me and the other boys. 

"We've had a lot of thought put into this.. We want you to understand that you all have not made it through boot camp so far." Simon says, making Louis and I, along with pretty much every other person in this room tear up. "So, we've decided.. To put you into bands." Oh my god, oh my fucking god. I turn to Louis and grip onto him as he jumps on me, carrying him around a little as we cry happily. I put him down after a minute then turn back to Simon. "Now go on, go some where and get to know each other." He says. I look around at the three new boys standing in front of Louis and I.

"I'm Liam." One of them says, holding his hand out. All of us go to shake his hand but end up grabbing everyone's hands instead. We laugh then go around the circle. 

"I'm Niall, Horan." Irish.

"Zayn Malik." The tanned boy speaks. He seems quiet.. Louis'll crack him. 

"I'm Harry, and this is Louis, we're together." I say, receiving aw's from each of them. Louis' face turns a crimson colour as he buries it into my chest. I hope we work together alright.. We need to get far in this competition.