the daughter - damon

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FUCK. COWELL, MR. BIGGEST EGO, HAD JUST TOLD ME THIS.
"Wait !" I said, just when he was closing the door. "Keep my seat and the one next to mine if Eric is okay with coming into the room."
"I'll do that", he smiled.

HE SMILED.

MR. BIGGEST EGO SIMON HOTTEST FUCKING COWELL HAD JUST SMILED TO ME, JUST HOPE !!!!

I turned to Eric, and asked :
"Do you want to watch some auditions ?"
"Yes !"

I saw some hearing protection for kids on the furniture.
"Do you need this ?" I asked him.
"Yes ! It's for me ears", he pointed his ears with his finger.
"We just need to walk a bit. You okay with this ?"
"I like walking, but Dad carry me everywhere."
"Then, I'll let you walk alone", I smiled. "Do you want to take this too ?" I saw a stuffed teddy bear right next to him.
"Yes ! It's Teddy, me friend. No-...", he thought about his sentence.
"It was correct, honey."
"No, not friend. Best friend !" he raised his arms above his head.

I giggled. This kid was definitely too cute, and I didn't want anything bad to happen to him. I was actually quite happy that I would be able to look after him myself. We started walking in the big corridor ; he showed me how he ran, how he hopped on one foot, and how he walked on a straight line. Although when we arrived near the room, I felt him more tense. I offered him my hand. He held it. He held it tight, as if he were going to die in case he would let it go.

We entered the room, and sat at the two places Cowell had kept for us. I felt all the cameras directed at me. When I came in, my dad turned towards me, and tried to hide his shock when he saw Simon Cowell's son, sat next to me, holding my hand. He smiled, and turned back.

Cowell turned to, and smiled to his son, then to me. I smiled back. He glanced at our hands, probably found it cute, but a "Two minutes !" made him smile again at us, and turn round.

The auditions were actually quite boring, when suddenly, a guy came and sang a dynamic love song. I had the time to see my dad standing up and approaching Cowell to flirt with him. It was a ridiculous game, but after many years, he still hoped he had his chance. Well, now, he maybe had one indeed, because Cowell's wife had left him...

Fortunately, Eric grabbed my hand, and said :
"I need to go to the loo."

I sighed with relief, brought him outside of the room, and lead him to the bathroom. Fortunately, he was very well-educated and grown up for his age, so I didn't need to help him. When we got back, the guy had finished singing, but I could just get a glimpse of my father giving Cowell a lap dance, before returning to his seat, smirking at his boss.

The rest of the auditions were good, but nothing extraordinary happened. I suddenly felt a small weight on my left arm ; Eric had fallen asleep. I moved a tiny bit to the right, so he could almost completely extend his legs, and his head was now resting on my lap, whilst I was delicately playing with his hair between my index and thumb.

My dad gave Cowell another lap dance, and made some smutty comments. His boss reacted quite well, looking pissed off but lowkey enjoying it. I knew he loved it.

In the end, when the crowd had left, Eric slowly arose from his slumber, and seeing his dad, exclaimed :
"Dad !"

They quickly hugged, whilst my dad came towards us, and sat on my right. He laid his hand on my shoulder, as if he wanted to prove I was his. Eric removed his hearing protection, and ran onto the stage, sprinting in circles.

The two women were laughing at this cute boy just showing his running skills. When he came down the stage, he hurried towards me and hugged me, his little arms wrapped round my waist. I gently patted his head, under Cowell's attentive gaze. My dad suddenly said :
"I think we're going to go home."
"Dad, please, can't you see I'm having fun with my friends right now ??" I smiled at Eric who was handing me his teddy bear.
"Well, I'm really tired..."
"Don't leave now, Dave..."

Everyone turned to Cowell, who rapidly blushed.
"I meant- I meant David...", he tried.
"Yeah, don't leave now, Dad. Otherwise, how will I go home after ? Would you expect me to walk there ?" I took a fake sarcastic face.
"I-... Fine..."
"Thank you...", I heard a quiet whisper in my left ear.

Simon Cowell was thanking me for the third time in my life. Believe it or not, this shit is crazy as fuck.

We then got home late, after my dad's boss shook my hand twice, thanking me a FOURTH TIME for having looked after his son.
"I'm here anytime", I had smiled at him.

As my dad didn't talk when we went home, and as he didn't even wish me good night, I knocked on his bedroom's door, and found him almost crying.
"Dad, what's happened with you today ?!?! You're usually so festive, and you like having fun and partying so much ?!"
"I didn't really feel good today..."
"I can understand that."

I sat on the side of his bed, like a mum, and asked :
"Tell me about it."
"I love you. And it hurts. Because I see you becoming an amazing young woman. And I'm not even part of your transformation. You do everything by yourself, and I wish I could help you more. I've left you alone for so much time, now I want to properly be here for you."
"You didn't have the choice. Mum kidnapped me."
"I- I thought she truly loved you. I thought I didn't have the time to look after a kid. I was- I was almost happy when she left because I was finally alone and free. My imagination could take my whole time, and that was great."
"I understand that, Dad."
"I used to write a lot at that time. And now, I see you, looking after a kid, who's not even related to you. He truly loves you, so does his father, and this breaks my heart..."

a/n : hey yall !!!!
thank you so much for having read this chapter ! hope you liked it
have an amazing morning/afternoon/evening/night
az :)