met you in a bakery ~ HS + LT

met you in a bakery ~ 28

HUGE TIME SKIP!!

June 16th, 2010 ~ Harry's POV

It was only 2 days before I was going on the stage to audition for x-factor.

I had been practising so much the past couple of weeks, performing in front of family and even a few friends.

Oh yeah, of course I still had Louis on my mind. I always did, it has been over a year now and there was still no updates about him. For a while, it sort of lead me into this depressive state because he meant a lot to me and I missed him so so much.

But maybe the auditions would take my mind off it, the possibility of winning and becoming a widely famous singer just like I've always dreamed would be amazing.

Of course, I don't think I actually have a chance of doing that though.

Why would a young boy like me, who came from working in my mother's' bakery, be able to go out there and win a large competition like the X-factor and become a huge pop star?

The possibility of that actually happening seemed slim to none. But I couldn't help having just a little bit of hope, that one day, that could happen.

I just wish Louis would be there too, watching me perform and entertain on stage, cheering me on from the crowd. The thought of that made me tear up, thankfully I was alone in my bedroom so nobody else could see me, but I just couldn't explain how much I missed that boy. Even the smallest of things, like the way his blue eyes sparkle in the moonlight, the way he comforts me when I get sad and reassures me that I'll be okay, when he cuddles up to me late at night when I'm finding it hard to sleep, and when... I could go on forever.

I had to remind myself to stop worrying about him for a second and concentrate on my performance. Even though sometimes I do wonder if he's still okay or not.

I think it was going pretty well, and honestly I'm not even that nervous to be performing in front of millions of people and even being on TV. I've always loved the idea, and it's always been one of my dreams.

"I'm home!" My mother shouts from downstairs as I hear her entering the house.

"Hey mum, can you watch over my performance again? I need to be able to nail it for the audition" I ask.

"Honey, I'm sure you'll do great!" She assured me. "But of course I will."

I picked up her hairbrush (because I didn't have an actual microphone at home) and started singing the song I had been practising, called 'Isn't she lovely' by Stevie wonder. He has always been one of my inspirations for music and singing, I also wrote a few of my own songs but they were quite terrible, nothing compared to an actual singer.

"Beautiful Harry" my mum commented after I finished the song, and she even gave me a small applause. I lined up a few of my old teddies from when I was younger to act as the audience too, so it was like performing in front of more than just one person.

I felt more ready than ever, but I was still scared because of that one thought at the back of my head that just kept coming back no matter what.

Louis.

Was he okay? I haven't heard from him in a year. I still look back at old photos of us, hoping one day we could relive a few of them. But he might still be at hospital, or he could just be out free and enjoying his life without me. I wouldn't blame him if he did, but that thought made me really really upset and I'm hoping that wasn't it.

But I would rather him completely forget about me and live his life happily rather than being in hospital and near death.

If I was going to nail this performance, I knew I had to push back that thought just for a few minutes whilst I was on stage. It was going to be hard, but this was one my dreams.