What Are You So Afraid Of? [Harry Styles]

Chapter 4

"Welcome back everyone!" Ryan said happily to the cameras. "Tonight is the final round of America's Next SuperStar! We're all very excited here in New York and we can't wait for the special performances tonight!" The crowd cheered excitedly. "Remember to vote for the act you want to see win and tune in tomorrow when we announce the winner!"

Once again, the crowd cheered and Ryan turned to the judges, "So, Nicki, who are you most excited to see tonight?"

Nicki thought it over and leaned into the mic, "Well, I'm definitely excited to see all of the acts, especially since its RnB night tonight. Both acts are like my little babies, you know? Jez is like my little bad-ass Strawberry Shortcake and the girls are like my little pop fairies, so I'm really happy for both acts and I'm excited to see both of them." Nicki smiled and Ryan turned to Selena.

"What about you? Who are you excited to see perform tonight?"

"Ryan, both acts are amazing. I think that whoever doesn't win tonight will still definitely go far in this business, since both acts have major star quality." Selena smiled, not really answering the question.

"Aaron?"

"I don't really know what to say; Nicki and Selena have basically said it all. Both acts are so versatile that I'm excited to hear both of them tonight." Aaron smiled.

"Charles, what about you?" Ryan asked seriously.

"Yeah, I'm really excited to see both acts tonight. The other judges really said it all; both acts are great and they're both already super stars." Charles said. The crowd cheered and Ryan waited politely for them to finish.

"Okay, so the first act to perform today is BELLA, with their chosen song: Locked Out Of Heaven by Bruno Mars!"

Another cheer, and then the music started.

Jez stood staring at herself in the mirror, shocked, "Candice, what did you dress me in?" she asked her assigned stylist on the show.

"Haz told me to give you a different look, considering the song you picked." Candice shrugged and put her hands on her hips.

"And you listened to Haz about what I should wear?" Jez asked, still in shock. "Who's the stylist in this relationship?" Jez shouted dramatically and waved her arms around.

Just at that moment, Haz walked into the room, "How's our little star looking, Candice?"

"Well, she looks great. But she hates it." Candice flipped her dark hair and folded her arms.

Haz walked up behind Jez and pointed at the mirror, "Just separate yourself from yourself for like two seconds."

Jez pulled her eyebrows together in confusion, "And how exactly do I do that?"

Haz rolled her eyes, "Pretend the person in the mirror isn't you."

Jez nodded, "Now what?"

"Okay, if you were in a club, and you saw that girl walk past," Haz pointed at Jez's reflection, "what kind of person do you think she'd be?"

Jez stared at her reflection; she was wearing black tights that laced up in the front, tall leather boots that came up to just before her knee and an off-the-shoulder black sequined sweater that barely covered what needed to be covered. Her dark brown hair was left in its naturally curly state and looked perfectly tousled, and her brown eyes were rimmed by thick lashes and dark eye make-up. The only colour on her face was the red of her lipstick.

"Well, firstly, I'd say that she was confident in herself." Jez said and put a hand on her hip.

"Uh huh, and?" Haz prompted.