Just Haven't Met You Yet

Chapter 2: Hookers & Bedfishes

Zayn’s POV

We waited restlessly backstage, the shrieks and standing ovation of the audience sent electric shivers down my spine, as Dermont repeated the same words again, vote, vote, and vote. My knees wobbled like jelly, and the butterflies were flapping around in the pit of my stomach and the vibe of tonight forced my smile to deepen.

“5 more minutes lads.” A short man with a bulky headset on yelped. “Oh my god, oh my god, okay, okay, let’s do this boys!“  Liam said as he fist pumped the air.

Harry and Louis were bawling about in exhilaration as we jumped about backstage, the thrill in Niall’s laugh ringing within the atmosphere and we gazed at Cher who scurried off stage in absolute shock,   her grin extending. “Well done babe.” Niall cried out, she eventually nodded, her eyes still wide open, her eyebrows raised in disbelief, I glanced down to find her hands frantically shaking, bless her.

“Thanks boys, you can do it.” were the only words that managed to escape from her mouth, as she followed one of the crew back to her dressing room in the opposite direction, preparing for our next appearance later on, announcing the votes.

“2 more minutes.” The man cried out once more, a sudden rush of butterflies overwhelmed me, and I began to take shaky breaths. This was it, all I have ever been dreaming of, tonight was the night, and I got to share the experience with the boys, my new friends, but that’s what made it even more nerve wrecking.

“Be my mirror, my sword, my shield...” I uttered underneath my breath, trying to picture the lyrics inside my head. Niall swung his arm around my shoulder. “Don’t be nervous, we can do this.” He assured me, I nodded slightly, but my frown couldn’t help but broaden.

“Tip of the tongue, the teeth, the lips, tip of the tongue the teeth the lips, MEEE MEE MEEE MEE ME MEEEEEEEEE MEEEEEEEEE” Louis began to sing as he began to stretch his lips, doing retarded exercises, making him look like an absolute nutter.

Niall, Harry and I exchanged looks before we all fell about laughing, “Louis?” I eventually managed to say, not being able to take breaths between my giggles, I rapidly reached for my pocket and dashed out my phone.

“Say cheese.” Niall and Harry huddled up behind me, and the sniggers coming from them both immediately became louder.

@zaynmalik: This is why u don’t do singing excersices...aha:)x @Louis_Tomlinson pic.twitter.com/EyxfI3wk

“Just cos I’m hot.” Louis giggled as he quickly stuck his tongue out, before we suddenly heard two of the men counting down, with their hands in the air, and another set of crew counting down with their fingers, signalling the lighting crew on the other side to prepare to begin.

“3, 2, 1.” We all huddled up together, and sucked in deep breaths before we all began shaking about. “Let’s raise the roof guys.” Harry shouted.

 “And you’re on.” The man hollered pointing towards the stage, then rambling on to someone down the other end of the walkie talkies. This is it.

Damon’s POV

“I can’t believe she’s actually doing this.” Both Rita and I instantly began to chuckle as we gazed from a bush, as Danielle tiptoed her way up to the contestants house.

“Genius.” Rita whispered through a smirk, her eyes wrinkling at the corner, as we both giggled quietly, showing our immature and unsympathetic tones.

We sat in silence, from a large prickly bush that sat not a far from the house. God, this was so uncomfortable, I kept moving about trying to find the perfect comfortable position, “Ahhhhh.” I barked.