•Harry's POV•
I am standing in line, thoughts rushing through my head. What's happens if I don't
Make it? What happened if I do? Ugh so many things.
"Harry Styles." someone called rather flatly.
The guy handed me the microphone and asked if I was nervous. I shook my head saying 'no'.
I walked out onto the stage and the crowed roars.
"Hello, how are you?" One of the judges asks.
"I'm good, thanks!" I said putting on my cheeky grin.
"Ok what are you going to sing for us, today?" asked Simon Cowell.
"Isn't she Lovley. By Stevie Wonder." I said.
"Good luck."
'Isn't she lovely?
Isn't she wonderful?
Isn't she precious?'
I kept singing and watching Simon closely.
At the end all the judges stood up and applauded. I was astonished, by the fact Simon was smiling and clapping. This was the happiest that I have ever felt!
"What made you come out here, Harry?"
"My mum." I said.
No. Elizabeth.. Did.
"Is she a supporter?"
"She's my biggest one!" I added quietly, the microphone picking it up.
"You have got the looks and the voice."
"I'm saying YES!!" one of the judges yelled.
"It's a yes from me."
"It's a yes from me."
"And it's a yes from me." said Simon.
I walked off the stage feeling pumped and adrenaline rushing through my veins.
"How was that?!" asked the commentator enthusiastically.
"It was amazing, I can't BELIVE I got four yeses."
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Elizabeth's POV.
It's another rainy school day. Yay.
"Elizabeth Rose Johnson, get downstairs now!!" My mum yelled.
I walked downstairs quickly and
Fells down two stairs.
Cursed under my breath as I fell.
"Thank-you baby girl, now here's your lunch, and be good today."
She kissed me on the forehead and I walked out the door.
As I stepped outside I saw Gemma with someone. Harry.
I started to walk quickly hoping she didn't see me.
"Liz!" Gemma called out.
She caught up with me so did Harry.
"God girl you run fast!!" I said, rolling my eyes.
Gemma left and it was me and Harry walking side by side.
"Hey um, I'm really bad at this, but I'm really sorry for leaving you Elizabeth. I'm hoping you'll forgive me?" He said.
I looked up and stopped in my tracks. His eyes were searching for any sign of forgiveness.
I leaned in a crashed my lips onto his. He slowly processed what was happening and started to kiss back. Our lips moved in sync. It felt so right. After all these years of loving him. His hands made their way on my waist. And my hands loosely tugging on his shirt.
We pulled away after we couldn't breathe any longer. He took my hand and walked down the street.
