The producer tells me to scoot over, closer to you. I do as I’m told, scooting over to you in the narrow stairway. Our thighs nudges and there’s this electric bolt that lights through my body and right into my stomach, combusting into butterflies. Gosh, I’m being silly.. and I’m not even discreet about it.

Auditioning to x-factor I had no idea what the future had in mind for me. I got eliminated, but then, thankfully enough, I got put into a band. Me, Liam, Louis, Zayn, Niall and you. It has been a whirlwind of emotions. We’re all just teenagers with our own opinions and thoughts and needs.

“A bit closer Harry” the producer says and the lads behind me chuckles, a teasing hint in their voice. I sigh and scoot even closer to you. “You okay?” I whisper softly to you, not really wanting to make you uncomfortable. Your lips light up in that beautiful smile I could spend hours just watching. You give me a small nod.

I haven’t directly told the lads that I like you, but apparently I just can’t hide my feelings for you. Even the audience can see it. I’ve looked at the comments on our previous video diaries. They’ve even combined our names into a ship-name. Ridiculous… but I kinda like it.

“Louis stop making that face” the producer tells Louis off and everyone chuckle. You turn your head back to look at Louis, and I can’t help but turn my face to the side, our faces close together. If I just lean forward the slightest, my lips would touch your cheek. Gosh, what I’d do to kiss you…

The producer shows us a thumbs up, signaling that we’re rolling. I clear my throat, trying to contain myself. I look turn back to look at the camera, and see the little screen that shows what it looks like. And just then, I can catch you already looking at me. The butterflies go wild in my stomach and I bite my lip to hide a smile.