"We saw potential in you in the videos you submitted with the scholarship application. The thing that got you in was the passion we saw in the other videos."
Other videos? I only submitted two. Did Liam send more? My mum? Lottie or Fizzy? I watch and he turns his laptop around. Harry. I watched as he recorded himself talking. He knew they had hundreds of applicants but none with the passion I have. He included videos I didn't know existed. Niall's party when I kissed him. My drunk singing Katy Perry. Young me singing wannabe with the boys. Singing my sisters to sleep. Singing with my mum in the kitchen. Singing to him in the treehouse as kids. He said I deserved to see what I could make of my passion even if it meant he'd have to give me up for a bit. I bite my lip as the video ends. Harry's reaction makes sense now. He was so happy. Proud. 
"It was that passion that we saw in that young kid that we decided to enroll. Tell me Louis is the passion still there?"
He's waiting for an answer. I nod my head. "Yes." I whisper.
"So will you be returning this semester?"
I nod. "Yes."
That was weeks ago. I had gone to the cafe and thanked Harry for things he didn't know. Or so I thought. He had told me that he was hoping I'd go back to school. The Cafe was more his dream where as music was mine. It'd been a while since I sang at all.