Saved By Elounor

Chapter 13

Let's just say that the finale was amazing. There was glitter, confetti, and an amazing winner, Jenna.

Our performance was great. We got a standing ovation from the crowd, and then got to watch the winner be announced live. It was very emotional when they did announce Jenna won. I was the first to run over and hug her.

After the live show was over, everyone walked out of the theatre down the red carpet to the after party. We all congratulated Jenna and the other runners up. The carpet was lined with paparazzi and interviewers. Carmen, Linny, and I walked down together in shock of what we were witnessing. It was like we were famous.

The last time I had a crowd of paparazi this large was back when I first began living with Mum and Dad.

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There must have been 20 paparazzi all around the lobby. I could only see a blur of flashes as I ran towards the lift. I looked back to see Eleanor and Perrie shouting something at the paps.

"Eleanor! Is this Ally?"

"Eleanor! Is she your niece?"

"Perrie! Is it true Zayn cheated on you!"

"Eleanor! Is she really afraid of cars?"

How do they find these things?

I immediately got into the lift and started crying.

"Mum! Perrie!" I screamed.

They ran through the crowd, which I realized also consisted of fans, and into the lift next to me. They pounded the close door button.

"Honey, its okay." Mum said hugging me.

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I was snapped out of my flashback with a friendly punch on the shoulder from Carmen. "You okay?" He asked. "You zoned out. The interviewers want to ask you a few questions!"

"Oh thanks. I'll be back. Wait for me here?" I asked him as I stepped towards the lady holding a microphone in a long red dress. "Hi!" I said greeting her.

"Hello Ally! We wanted to ask you a few questions as you were a crowd favorite tonight. To begin, what got you into singing?" The lady asked me.

"Hello to you to. What really got me singing was my dad and music teacher, Mrs Carter. They both were great performers. Mrs Carter was the one who pushed me to audition for the show in the frist place." I responded, becoming a bit red at the part mentioning Mrs Carter.

"Now we were watching your performance tonight, and you seem very close to Carmen. What's your deal?"

I sighed. It would be great if interviewers actually interviewed about music and not just relationships and gossip. "We're just friends. He's rather funny, but I only met him a few weeks ago... We wouldn't be dating even if we did have that 'connection."

The interviewer nodded, and then began coming to a close. She thanked me, and I walked back to the carpet where Carmen greeted me.

We continued to walk, but I made sure to keep a small distance as to crush any rumors.

We eventually came to the end of the carpet, where we were greeted by security guards. This was where the party would start. I strolled into the room that was lined with golden records and had a dancefloor about the size of an average house. I met up with Linny, and waited for Jenna to get finished with her interview so that we could congratulate her.

"Let's grab a drink while she's talking to them," Linny suggested. I'm not necessarily old enough to drink yet, but a little something won't hurt. I strolled over to the bar with Linny, and ordered a strawberry daiquiri with not much alcohol. Linny asked for the same.

I smiled at the bartender as he handed us the beverages. I also reached into the small pocket of my dress and handed him a tip of three pounds. He nodded in gratitude.

Alrighty. It's time for this night to get started. Linny and I ran out onto the dancefloor, and 'tore it up'. In all honesty, we looked like dying goats going into labor.

But hey, we're on the XFactor. Not 'So You Think You Can Dance'.

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The night was fun filled and alcohol filled...

"Llllllinnnny! Can you drrrive me baack to thheee hotelll?" I asked stumbling up to her booth.

"No, I'm having fun, but here are my keys." She said tossing the metal to me. I fail to catch them and struggle finding them on the floor.

I walk out the front door in a very crooked path and push through the crowd to find Linny's jeep. I find it, start the engine and (attempted) to drive back to the hotel where I was staying.

When you're drunk it really does not occur to you. You don't realize something's wrong until something goes wrong.

Crash.