New Beginnings- Harry Styles Fanfiction

 (A/N): I'm so sorry guys, I have had to repost this three times because it's messed up! Thank you for everyone who's reading, and I will be using a lot of songs in here, so all credit goes to owners, and I understand some songs may be older, but they will probably be used in present time. Please read through the songs also, I don't just copy lyrics! Thank you all, Enjoy! -Sami Xx

Brielle's P.O.V

"Hey Harry, uh, I've never done this before, I mean, this is weird sorry. Maybe I'll edit this. Wait no, you'll laugh at this." I chuckle, a little unsure of this idea. "My mom convinced me to do this. You know how she gets, right?"

I look around the bathroom a little bit, chuckling at the weird position I put myself in. I keep going,"You tried out for the X-factor, well you are tomorrow, I kinda decided I am going to also, but I'm going to London to, just so you don't know. You've never heard me sing, so I made a video, well this is the process of one."

I start to twidle my fingers, as I get nervous for this part that I planned for the video.

"So you know that song I wrote for you to sing when you're all famous? I never told you this, but I wrote about myself, so whenever you sang it, I would feel like you were singing to me. It's a weird thing. I know, don't judge me." I quickly pick up my guitar and situate it on my lap. I smile at the camera with my fumbling. I mumble a sorry before clearing my throat.

"Your hand fits in mine, like it's made just for me. But bear this in mind, it was meant to be. And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks. And it all makes sense to me." I start the song I wrote from the bottom of my heart, all of my insecurities into one song.

"I know you've never loved, the crinkles by your eyes when you smile. You've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine, but I'll love them endlessly." I continue, playing my own guitar, with the prerecorded one in the background.

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but if I do, it's you. Oh, it's you they add up to and I'm in love with you, and all these little things." I look into the mirror which is stratigically placed so the camera is pointing at it. My reflection being shown. My overweight body, my ginger hair, and the only good part of me, my green eyes.

"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea, and maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep,

and all those conversations are the secrets that I keep. Though it makes no sense to me."

"I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape, you never want to know how much you weigh. You still have to squeeze into your jeans, but you're perfect to me." I finish my favorite part of the song, smiling into the mirror.

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but if it's true, It's you. It's you they add up to, I'm in love with you, and all these little things."

 I start with the bridge, knowing when Harry hears this, he could know I completely love him. "You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you. You'll never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to. If I let you know I'm here for you, maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh."

"And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth,'Cause it's you. Oh, it's you, It's you they add up to, and I'm in love with you, and all these little things."

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but if it's true, it's you. It's you they add up to, I'm in love with you and all your little things" I finish up the song, and catch my breath. I look into the mirror, and smile.

"I know that I'll probably never give you these, but it's worth a try. Video diary number one is over." I say to the camera as I pick it up and shut it off.

No P.O.V.

This wasn't Brielle's only video, Brielle made video after video, she talked to Harry, told him about everything.

Soon, the videos stopped though. Brielle hadn't made it through the 'X-Factor' auditions, but something better.

Brielle's P.O.V.

I shakily wait for my turn to go up on stage, this is going to be crazy! I hold the microphone that had just been givin to me close to my chest.

"Brielle Jacobs, you're up. Good luck kiddo." One of the backstage crew pats me on the back.

I walk onto stage slowly, and look around at the crowd. I try my best to confident, but when 3,000 people are looking at your ugly being, you just can't be.

"Hi Brielle. I'm Simon, that's Louis, and that's Cheryl.  How old are you and what will you be singing for us today?" Simon asks politely, but not bothering to look up at me.

"I'll be singing an original and I'm 16." I let out, more as a squeak, rather than a real sentence.

Now Simon looks up at me, "Will you now? You know that can be very dangerous love?"

"I know, but I am confident in my song writing abilities." I say, becoming more comfortable on the stage in a matter of seconds.

"Well then, you may start." He replies, giving me the stage.

I hear the music I personally prerecorded start to play, and I start to sing my original named Moments.

"Shut the door, turn the light off. I wanna be with you, I wanna feel your love..." 

As I sing through the song, I lose myself, everything is gone. It's just me and the music.

But, as soon as the music cuts, I realize they let me go through the whole song. I open my eyes, and come to reality. Almost everybody is standing and cheering. Even Simon and Louis are standing and clapping, while Cheryl is sitting and letting out a few hollers.

I smile, until Simon calls me over to him, I get a little worried, but walk over anyway. He only smiles at me, so I think I am okay. Maybe I got in with no worries?

He grabs my arm loosely and brings off the stage and into the back.

"Andy will escort you to my office, I will see you there in an hour on my lunch break. Please, do not leave, I am begging you not to." He pleads, his hands folded together near his chest.

"Okay, I came alone anyway, so no need to worry." I smile sweetly at him.

After an hour and a half, I got worried, so I started to leave, unsure as to why he would send me here and then leave me waiting.

As soon as I started leaving Simon came pacing over, smiling widely.

"Hello Brielle!" Oh gosh, he remembered my name.

"Hi!" I reply, maybe too quickly.

"Come in, come in." He says, gesturing for me to go in and take a seat.

He takes a seat across from me behind the desk, and smiles again. "How long did it take you to write that with music?"

"Uh, 4 hours? It's rather easy to be honest. You ju-"

He cuts me off, "How would you like a job?"

My eyes go wide, "A-a job?"

"Yes, I need a head song writer, you are amazing, and your voice is nothing short of out of this world."

Astonished, I let out a few shaky breaths, is this really happening? "Of course! I'll take the job!"

No P.O.V

Little did Brielle know, her whole life would change with that answer. She soon had to forget about her old life, as it was replaced with a hectic one. She had to move to London where her dad lived. Nothing will ever be the same for Brielle Jacobs, as she got tossed into a whirlwind of crazy. Forgetting your past is never easy, but Brielle manages without trying. Brielle loses contact with her old life other than her mom, who is sworn to secrecy. Brielle had a chance to have a new beginning and she took it.