Me, Cher and One Direction // n.h

Chapter Three: Los Angeles!!!!!!!!

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Lana xx

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"Oh my God, no!" I wailed, as I watched the boys category results. "Oh my God, Louis!" He hadn't been picked. He hadn't been picked! My brother deserves this! Niall (the blonde lad) was in tears. I ran up to him, gave him a quick hug and spotted my brother. 

"Did you get through, Lily-Pop?" He asked me, tears in his eyes. I felt guilty, seeing his hopes crushed on. 

"Yes," I bit my lip. "I'm so sorry, Lou." He hugged me tight. The friends he had made were crying too.  it hurt me to see boys crying. 

"I thought I stood a little chance," Niall whispered. "It's all over." Then a guy in headphones came in. 

"The judges want to see, Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan and Louis Tomlinson." I squeezed both their hands and pushed them up. I sat in silence. Then every category all came roaring through. I screamed in shock and searched for my brother. His eyes were lit up! Positive? Negative? I'm guessing the first.

"WE GOT A LIFELINE! WE'RE A BAND!!!" He bellowed. I screamed and celebrated with the rest. Cher came running towards me. 

"Lily! I can't be-bloody-lieve it! Los Angeles! And Cheryl!" she squealed. This was going to rock.

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Me, Cher and One Direction were drinking coffee in Starbucks. 

"Jesus Christ, I'm nervous for tomorrow." I said, biting my lip. I had to sing, Survivor by Destiny's Child. "What are you all singing?" 

"Torn by Natalie Imbruglia." Harry said, sipping his tea. "Ow, hot."

"Cooler Than Me." Cher answered. "But there's no point, I'm gone." She choked back a sob. Her voice had gone and she had an incredibly sore throat. She sounded raspy. I hugged her.

"Don't say that, okay? You're gonna be fine." 

"What you singing, Lil?" Niall asked me.

"Survivor." I replied, smiling. The nerves inside me were bubbling up again. 

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"Hello, Lily." Cheryl smiled. 

"Hey there, girl." Wil.I.Am said. I breathed in.

"Nervous?" she asked. I nodded. My future, depended on how I did right now.

"Im a Survivor,

I'm not gon' give up

I'm not gon' stop

I'm gon' work harder!

I'm a Survivor,

I'm gonna make it,

I'm gon' survive

I'm a Survivor!"  I sang. I felt out of my comfort zone, this was Cher's sort of song. Cheryl smiled at me, and I left as she muttered to Will.I.Am. I know i'm gone. I didn't think I did well in that at all. I know my voice went up on tones, I hit the wrong high notes, and I sounded awkward. I lay in my room that I shared with Rebecca Ferguson. 

"You okay, Lillienne? You do okay?" She asked. I groaned.

"I don't think so, Becca." I told her, rolling over and falling asleep. 

"Lily, you're seventeen. I'm not sure if you can handle live shows, you're so nervous. You did well singing Survivor, I just wanted to see if you were able to perform various artists. But like I said, you might not be ready..." Cheryl said with no emotion on her face. I was about to cry. Dream over, Lillienne. 

"...but I have complete faith in you. You are in my final three!" I screamed, tears leaked out of my eyes. 

"Thank you, Cheryl, thank you thank you!" I sobbed, giving her a big hug. "I promise I'll pay it back."

As soon as we landed back in London, I saw the boys' category climbing off their plane. I ran to find One Direction. 

"Did you get through?" I asked, frantically. Niall looked at me.

"I have to tell you something..." 

Hope you enjoyed!!

Picture of Cher. 

x Lana