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It's the first day of Bootcamp and I'm freaking out. There are so many talented singers here. I look around and see Zayn talking to a boy and a girl. I start heading towards them and Zayn sees me and waves.

"Hey Gia, this is Aidan Grimshaw and Cher Lloyd," he introduces as I shake both of their hands.

"Hey I'm Gianna Vavalle, but you can call me Gia."

"How old are you two," I ask the curiosity inching away at me.

"I'm 16," Cher says as I smile,

"Me too," I see that boy Harry walks past me. He smiles at me as girls start walking up to him. No surprise that there.

"I'm 18," Aidan says snapping me out of the creepy staring I was doing. The four of us talk for a little as I keep staring at that boy. Girls are practically throwing themselves at him. I on the other hand will never do that.

Simon and Louis walk through the door and set us into groups. They have us girls sing "If I Were a Boy". During the rehearsal, I have to suddenly go to the bathroom. Once I get there I do my business and wash my hands. I fix my curly hair, my roots are dark brown and the rest is colored blonde. After I fix my hair I walk out of the bathroom. Sure as shit that Harry guy comes out of the men's room.

"Hey I'm Harry Styles." he introduces himself as I shake his hand.

"I'm Gianna Vavalle, but most call me Gia," I feel like it's the 80th time introducing myself to someone.

"How old?" he asks. His green eyes are really pretty. I wish I had green eyes, instead, I have shit brown.

"I'm 16, how about you?" I respond as he gives me a soft smile. His dimples are really cute. I only have one dimple on my right cheek.

"That's cool me too, I'm February 1st" I smile back, ready to tell him my birthday. I mean I'm surprised I've made it this far without passing out.

"I'm December 12," and his smile only grows more showing his dimples off in full sight. He's very attractive, but me on the other hand, I look like a garbage bag.

"I watched your audition," he tells me as I want to say I know, but I can't tell him how I know. Like yeah I know because my sister is a class A stalker because she knows I think you are beautiful.

"Oh you did, what'd you think" is what I decide to say instead. I pick at my nails hoping he doesn't think I was bad. I would lock myself in a room and cry for the rest of my life. Well, cry and eat. Food is amazing, and no one should tell me otherwise.

"It was amazing, I heard you want to study the same as me" he smirks as I nod my head.

"You're like perfect," as the words come out of his mouth I am taken back. Did he just say I'm perfect? This boy is really good if this is how he sweet-talks girls. No wonder why girls like him. The ones at his school are extremely lucky.

"Far from it, but why would you think that," I'm seriously curious. He doesn't even know me. If he did, he'd know I'm closer to being a fuck up then perfect.

"Well you seem smart, athletic, very nice and sweet, you're pretty, and from what I see boys like you," his accent is very relaxing. I couldn't even believe the words coming out of his mouth. I mean I'm okay at my academics. I'm actually athletic, but I don't want to sound egotistical.

"Thank you, but I'm not that smart, athletic, or pretty, and what do you mean with the boys?" curious about the last part of his compliment.

"Those two guys you were talking to like you," he laughs his body is saying he's cool with it, but his eyes are saying something else. I talked to Aidan for like two minutes and he already thinks he likes me. I mean Zayn is cool and all, but other girls talk to Zayn too. Everyone needs to stop telling me these boys like me, I'm going to actually believe I'm decent looking then.

"Wait Aidan and Zayn, no way Harry," the blush rising to my cheeks as he rolls his eyes. I mean seriously these people are so much better than the 16-year-olds I know.

"Hey if I were them, I would too" redness forming in his cheeks. I seriously want to faint right now. I want to melt right now, but I kinda don't want to embarrass myself.

"I have to go, it was nice to meet you, Harry," with that I walk back to the room the girls are in.

"Wait, I think we are staying at the same hotel, let's hang out sometime," he practically yells down the hallway. How the hell does he know what hotel I'm staying at. I swear him and my sister would love each other.

"Sure, I guess," I shout back. Jake and Angie are totally going to freak out. Knowing Jake he's going to tell Alex to make him jealous. Which I really don't care, what's he going to do about it.

Once I get back, it's time for us girls to perform our part of the song. They have us all lineup and I stand next to Cher. The first few girls go and then Cher goes. She has a very unique voice, she already sounds like a pop star. Soon enough it's my turn to sing. The nerves are extremely unsettling. I know everyone is watching, but if I want to make it big, I'll have no choice but to suck it up.

If I were a boy

I think I would understand

How it feels to love a girl

I swear I'd be a better man

I'd listen to her

Cause I know it hurts

When you love the one you wanted

Cause he's taken you for granted

And everything you had got destroyed

Simon and Louis smile as I take a step back.

"Good job," Cher nudges as I grin at her,

"Thank you, you too, I love your voice," I whisper as she thanks me. As all the girls finish Zayn and Aidan wait for us and hug us.

"You two did amazing," Aidan congratulates, as we both thank him. I see Harry out of the corner of my eye walking towards us all. The butterflies in my stomach start to form.

"Hey, good job" he smiles at me. Cher gives me an ooh who's that type of look. I try and ignore it because I don't want him to think I'm a psycho.

"Thank you Harry," I respond as he nods at me. They call the boys and I wish them good luck. Once the boys are gone Cher turns to me,

"What was that?" I have a feeling she was talking about that little conversation between Harry and I but I have no idea.

"What do you mean, what was what?"

"That little," she flips her hands around in a circle, "with that boy Harry,"

"Well Cher, it was a conversation, small but a conversation," I chuckle as she nudges me.

"He's totally into you," she laughs. I mean he did call me pretty and say I was "perfect", but I don't think so.

"No, he's not," the blush hitting my cheeks as soon as I say it.

"I'd kill for someone to look at me like that," she gushes as I laugh. We then listen to the boys and they all seem to do well. Once they come offstage, we hug Zayn and Aidan. As Harry walks by I congratulate him,

"Good job," with that he gives me a soft smile. Zayn has an unreadable facial expression. I raise my eyebrows at him and he nods me off that everything is fine. Cher raises her eyebrows at me and I shrug my shoulders.

"So Varsity, do you think you'll make it to day 2?" Harry calls me that weird nickname again. The last time someone called me Varsity was freshman year. The boy wanted to make out with me and he was in my homeroom. Some kids think that he has herpes so I lucked out.

"Well Harold, I don't know, we'll see I guess," I respond as Zayn, Aidan, and Cher all watch the awkward exchange.

"My name isn't Harold, it's actually just Harry," he corrects me as I laugh. As I care, I'll call him whatever I please. Plus we know everyone would call him Harold if he becomes famous.

"Well my name isn't varsity it's actually just Gia," I come back as everyone laughs.

Soon enough they called a bunch of people on stage. They are crying and I'm confused why until my brain starts to function. They are the ones going home. Harry walks over to some girls as I stay with Aidan, Cher, and Zayn. Harry decides to hold one of the girl's hand while we walk on stage. I can feel the pang of jealousy hit me like a sack of bricks.

"He likes you, I'm sure of it, he's probably jealous because he saw you hugging Aidan and Zayn," Cher sets hope back into me. I don't know why he cares at all, but I guess if he lets go once I notice I will be able to tell. I take a long glance at Harry as he looks at me back. Sure as shit, he lets go of the girl's hand. I look away and try not to be bothered.

As soon as Simon and Louis told us we were through, we all get super excited and hug each other. Harry was on the other side of the room so I didn't hug him. Even though he was the only one I want to hug. I keep my head held high as I know, my dream can actually start coming true.

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