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A/N: Thank you for loving Rhea and Harry. Welcome back to their world.

This part contains smut, 18+ only, please.

This part contains smut, 18+ only, please

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December 2015

It's fitting, Rhea thinks, to be finishing where they all first started.

It's been a few years since she's been here, at the studio, the stage where it all began. Some things are different. The master control station for lights, sound, and picture is no longer directly off to the right of the famous X-Factor stage. They've expanded both the size and extent of backstage dressing rooms for the contestants. They've become much better at tucking any wires out of the way, away from stumbling, fledging pop-stars to be.

But it's also the same in many ways.

The way Simon runs the show, even if he rarely steps foot back here. The silent command and efficient skill of all of those behind-the-scenes who help make each and every show run. Most of all, though, Rhea recognizes the persistent buzz — the anticipation gliding through each and every person she passes backstage. Maybe she's imagining it, this golden aura she can see around everyone as they rush to make this the best finale yet.

It won't be hard, considering who is performing, but today is not just a welcome back trip to the show that formed One Direction all those years ago. It's a goodbye. It's a the end. It's a... a precarious pause of sorts.

It was here, on this stage, amongst these halls and in the company of some of the same, original people that the world's biggest boyband in recent years was formed. 5 boys — now 4 — all young, all hungry for a shot at following their dreams. They all defined what it meant to have the X-Factor.

And it's here, on this stage, where they'll bid the world farewell.

Rhea smiles at familiar faces that she passes on the way to the main dressing room, her heart hammering in her chest more furiously than it ever has before. If she trusted herself to not get misty, she'd stop, maybe chat with them. Reminisce with people on how far not only the boys have come — but she has too.

She's thought about it a lot — how much she has changed — even with the whirlwind of the decision to go on hiatus, between the final album and all the work that came with it. The last time she was here, she was young too. A different person entirely. Working for this show gave her a shot, but more than that, it gave her a found family.

For 5 years now, she's grown alongside the boys, alongside the phenomenon that is One Direction. And now, it's all coming to an end.

No longer will her days consist of working with these boys, with this team. She'll not have to worry about them fooling around too close to when they have to go on stage, or making sure their mics are working, or guiding and booking and scheduling.

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