Give Your Heart a Break

Chapter 3

That was the first time I've felt real heart break. Sure to Greg it seemed like I was all okay after our little brotherly love session, but I wasn't. Heartbreak is a feeling you can't loose that fast. A feeling I never wanted to feel again. So I decided from that day forward I wouldn't open up my heart. I wouldn't allow myself to be hurt again.

“Niaaaaalll!” my eyes fly open as my name bellows from my dad throughout the house. I rub my eyes and look at the clock. 7:28AM on a Saturday. “What the hell.” I mutter standing up and trudging down the stairs. “What dad.” I say as he stares at the open laptop. “I signed you up to audition for the Xfactor. Auditions are next weekend.” he says simply setting the the computer down on the table in front of him and walking into the kitchen. I stare blankly at the screen

 

THANKS FOR SIGNING UP

 

YOUR AUDITION IN Dublin, Ireland

WILL BE Saturday September 18th, 2010

 

GOOD LUCK

 

snapping out of my shock I run into the kitchen. “What the hell dad!” I say staring at him. He sets his coffee down and looks at me. “I heard you singing the other day. That Michael Buble guy you fancy so much and it was good. I saw a commercial on the telly say'n they'd be holdin' auditions in Dublin. So I took the initiative and signed ya up.” he said picking up his mug and walking back into the living room. “But dad! I have no idea what I'm to do.” I scream “what is going on down here.” Greg says from the bottom of the stairs. “Dad's lost his mind! He signed me up to audition for the X Factor!” Greg started laughing. I sat at the table and groaned into my hands. “Niall your audition is in less than a week, you best get started!” Greg says clapping me on the back.

 

My hands are shaking a cold sweat breaking on my forehead. “Why did I go through with this.” think as I hear my name get called to the stage. “I'll be singing So Sick by Ne-Yo.” I stutter out.

“Yes.” “Yes.” “Yes.” “Yes.”

I've never been so excited in my life. Bootcamp was hard, the hardest thing I've ever done, But I survived. So I thought, when my name wasn't called and I was no longer part of the competition I hated myself. Until I met four boys onstage. Liam I had met before and three others. A dark skinned boy from Bradford called Zayn. A curly haired boy called Harry with the brightest green eyes i've ever seen on any person. Behind them all was a small boy with a goofy smile, swore he'd be younger than I so when he said he was eighteen I couldn't believe him. Once we finally got past that he told me he was Louis from Doncaster. "You guys have the opertunity to continue as a group" Simon said and we we're estatic. We got to the final's, we swore we would win. Third place we thought it was the end for us, once again but when Simon called us in and we got a record deal we had to take it. We got on really well, almost like brothers we are now. It's been two years now since the day.