david pov
i mustered the strength to fake a smile for the red carpet, my face hurting in the effort. i avoided simon's gaze, keeping my face to the ground. simon. my heart still skips a beat when i hear it. so sweet when you say it, but it leaves a toxic taste in your mouth after. i sat still for the makeup woman, allowing her to fill my sunken cheeks and dark eye-bags with makeup and glamour.
in the reflection of the mirror, i saw simon standing with lauren, laughing and sharing a kiss now and then. my vision blurred as tears pooled in my eyes. in a hoarse whisper, i dismissed the makeup artist. i blinked furiously, trying not to draw attention to myself.
i could almost taste simon's lips; forbidden, like sweet poison. i played off wiping my tears away as a wave to a nonexistent crew member. somewhere someone shouted, "five minutes till show! judges, get prepared!" i stood, smoothing my suit from nonexistent wrinkles. the other judges made their way to the front of the room, waiting for ant and dec to call them in.
simon was right behind me. i felt his breath on my neck and almost forgot how to breathe. "ladies and gentlemen, introducing the judges; david, alesha, amanda, and simon!", ant and dec cued. the girls created some kind of conga line, forcing me to have to put my hands on alesha's shoulders. i felt simon's hands snake their way around my waist. he gently pulled me closer to him, his lips brushing my ears. over the roar of the audience, i heard him murmur, "i know you saw me. i did it for you."
i shivered, despite my face feeling like it was on fire. i tried to hide my erection as we ran through the crowd, trying to get to our seats. i felt cold as soon as his hands left my waist. i could still feel their warmth on my hips.
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