When Louis got accepted into the school, he also had to move away. It worried him to leave his mum and four sisters all the way back in Doncaster; he even considered staying, but his mum convinced him to go, she always wants him to be happy.
Louis felt a bit weird about living alone, though, so he found a roommate as soon as he could, and moved out. Louis and Niall got on pretty well, despite some differences. Niall went to the school for music; he plays guitar and sings. Louis' only heard him practice once, and he is good.
It was nearing nine at night when Louis started reading his script. He couldn't concentrate though, because there was one thing on his mind: he talked to Harry today. He put a name to the face. He wondered what Harry thought of him, but then he considered the fact that Harry probably didn't think much because they had a two minute conversation.
Louis, however, had thought about Harry. More today than ever before, of course. He thought Harry was beautiful, those perfect curls, and green eyes. His voice was nice, deep but not too deep.
Louis couldn't stand just thinking anymore. He had to talk about Harry, maybe find out more about him. So, he went out to the living room where Niall was sitting, and blurted, "Do you know Harry? A dancer?"
Niall looked up at Louis with confusion, "Random question," He chuckled, "But, yeah. Most people know Harry; he's the best dancer at the school."
Louis smiled, he wasn't surprised at that. Harry is a lovely dancer, after all. "I talked to him today. Well, barely, but…" Louis sighed hesitantly, "I was watching him dance, and he caught me. He introduced himself to me, and he was nice and he's such a good dancer and I can't stop thinking about it now!" Louis was rambling; there was so much going on inside his head.
Niall was amused by Louis, "Do you have a crush or something?!"
"Niall," Louis rolled his eyes, "I don't even know him."
Niall just stared at Louis, and Louis started to think about it. Did he have a crush on him? Louis remembered his thoughts from earlier. He pictured Harry. He looked breath-taking. Muscular, nice slim body, tall.
Louis sighed, "Okay, maybe! But, still I don't even know him, what are my chances?!"
"Get to know him!" Niall exclaimed, like it was the easiest thing to do. "Just… Talk to him. Ask him out for tea or coffee or something. You can do it, I believe in you."
Niall may have believed in Louis, but Louis didn't really believe in himself. But, if Louis wanted to have any chance with Harry, he had to do it.

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