HARRYS POV

I'm Harry Styles and I'm 23 and in 2010 I fell completely and foolishly in love.

I auditioned for X Factor and there I met the loveliest boy I'd ever seen. His hair was a classic MySpace haircut, but it suited him, his cheek bones were defined and his blue eyes were so easy to get lost in. We both had a similar taste in clothes, /awful/,he always wore toms, no socks. When he had first auditioned he was with a girl called Hannah. She was lovely and with my teenage crush i obviously felt jealous.

We officially met in the toilets at X Factor, i bumped into him while washing my hands.

I was ecstatic! I had just got through to boot camp! I used the toilet and splashed my face, it felt unreal. I stood up straight, not paying attention as i turned and bumped into somebody roughly the same height. "oops" i had squeaked in my teenager-y pubescent voice, he just smiled at me warmly but he still seemed giddy and excited "Hi! I'm Louis" he continued to ask for a picture which had shocked me, he said "I saw your audition. Don't worry you're great i know you'll go far" and then he hugged me.

The pain of being "sent home" was awful. Obviously it's doesn't seem as bad now, but i was devastated. I thought that would be it. I'd go home and be kicked from my band white eskimo.
Then of course we were put into 1 direction.
Louis, zayn, liam, niall and I. It was amazing and Louis had jumped right into my arms.

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Have i really just heard that? A band? I think. I emediatly start jumping up and down, to excited to see where I'm going. Suddenly theres a body around mine. Gripping like a koala. I  know it's louis. His thighs in the palms of my hands and his musky yet flowery clean smelling clothes. "Harry" he whispered in my ear. His voice was high with excitement but hoarse with tears. "Lou"  I hum back, walking to keep my balance.

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The painful ache in my chest grows as i recall the times i spent with him. He didn't want me.

He didn't want me
He didn'twantme
Hedidntwantme
HEDIDNTWANTME!

"Shut up" I mumble with a groan.

I turn over again, trying to sleep in this bed that's been cold for so long. Having promo tomorrow. I can't have a late night of self pity like usual.

Hello! These will be slow updates and varying in sizes ans I'm not good at holding my attention to one thing.