Worth Fighting For

Chapter One

A/N - This is my first time writing for this ship/fandom and I've only actually been in the fandom for a couple months. I'm sorry for any inaccuracies and accept constructive *kind* criticism! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it!

Louis feels numb as they gather them into a group. Some boys are crying, some even look angry. But Louis immediately seeks out the boy from boot camp- the one who always manages to catch his eye, no matter the circumstances. Harry. Louis' chest tightens when he finds him. Harry looks devastated, completely and utterly destroyed . Louis wants to comfort him, hug him- do something . But then there's a man with a clipboard, trying to talk to the nervous group.

"Will the following boys please return to the stage?" The man calls. A hushed silence falls over the boys as he looks down at his clipboard. Louis' hand jumps to his mouth as he bites at his nails nervously, barely even registering how the adorable blonde boy next to him does the same. "Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Harry Styles," Louis' gaze shoots over to the curly lad as he buries his face in his hands, trying to compose himself before following the two other boys. Louis completely misses the next name called, but then his heart stops. The last name called is- "and Louis Tomlinson."

Louis feels like he's going to throw up, dizzy with nerves as he follows the other lads back out onto the stage. They stand in a line, arms wrapped around each other. The judge calls out a greeting and Louis smiles nervously as he replies with the others. His mind races as she speaks to them- telling them they're all too talented to let go. Two groups. They're making two groups. Louis has to force himself to look at the judges instead of Harry for his reaction. What do they mean? And then-

"We've decided to put you both through to the judges house." Louis can't breathe, he can't think, he can't- and then before he knows what's happening he's running to Harry, jumping into his arms, smiling as Harry grips him tightly. It ends too soon, Harry putting him down and them celebrating with the other boys. Anything else said after that is lost in a haze of euphoria for Louis. He's in a band. That's all he can think about. That, and strangely enough, the curly-headed boy whose arms he jumped into without even thinking.

-

Louis was an idiot. It was official. Because only an idiot would get stung by a sea urchin just hours before the biggest audition of his life. Harry had tried to go with him to the hospital, to comfort him, but Simon wouldn't let him, insisting they needed all the practice they could get, even without Louis. And now it's almost time to perform and Louis still isn't back . Liam is fuming, Zayn's trying to hide how nervous he is, Niall has chewed his nails to bits, and Harry's a wreck. Though he's more worried about Louis than the audition, if he's being honest.

"He's not going to make it," Liam mutters, running a hand through his hair. "He's not gonna bloody make it."

"Yes he is, he has to!" Harry replies, head buried in his hands. They've practiced all they can, they just need Louis. "Besides, he's in the bloody hospital, Liam, it's not like he's got a whole lot of say in the matter."

"Well maybe if he weren't an idiot and got stung by-"

"It wasn't his fault!" Harry jumps to Louis' defence without giving it a second thought. "He didn't get stung on bloody purpose! He's hurt !"

"He-"

"Lads, shut up someone's here," Zayn cuts in, pointing out the window where a car is driving up. Harry's on his feet instantly, running outside with the others right behind him. He reaches Louis first, though, and is rewarded with the older boy throwing himself into his embrace once again.