The World

You're Beautiful

David's POV.

"Hi there! We're your hosts Ant and Dec!"
"And welcome to Britain's Got Talent 2019!!"
I heard Ant and Dec speak, taking I deep breath I looked at my fellow judges. Amanda Holden, Alesha Dixon, and the amazing Simon Cowell.
"You alright love?" Amanda asked me.
"I will be, as long as Simon's here." I said with a wink. The girls laughed and Simon rolled his eyes and smiled. I'm glad they appreciate me. I don't.
"And here are your judges!" Ant's voice rang out through the building.
"David Walliams, Alesha Dixon, Amanda Holden, and Simon Cowell!" He said quickly. I walked out, ready to show the fans my usual, camp self. I high fived people and smiled. Simon said a quick word, then Dec introduced the first act.
**time skip**
It's the last act of the night, a young girl, and it was my turn to speak to her.
"Hello," I began politely.
"Hi," a shy voice.
"And what's your name dear?"
"My name is Delilah Smith, I'm 14 years old."
"Alright Delilah, and what will you be  doing for us tonight?"
"I will be singing You're Beautiful, by James Blunt."
"Lovely, well best of luck Delilah."
"Thank you," she said in a hushed voice.

The music began to play, and I looked at the other judges. Alesha looked tired, Amanda did too. I looked back at the contestant as she began to sing.

My life is brilliant. My love is pure. I saw an angel, of that I'm sure. She smiled at me on the subway. She was with another man. But I won't lose no sleep on that, 'cause I've got a plan.

I smiled softly, my mind filling with thoughts of Simon. Why did I have to think of him? Why was he always there? In my thoughts.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful. You're beautiful, its true. I saw your face in a crowded place, and I don't know what to do. 'Cause I'll never be with you.

I'll never be with him. He's married, he has a son. A life. And he's straight. Not like me. He's not a freak. A waste of space.

Yes, she caught my eye, as we walked on by, she could see from my face that I was, fuckin' high. And I don't think that I'll see her again, but we shared a moment that will last through the end.

I looked down. He and I have had moments. I've given him lap dances, I've flirted with him. I've wanted nothing more than to be with him. But it'll never happen. I came back to reality, she's singing the last verse.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful. You're beautiful, it's true, there must be an angel with a smile on her face, when she thought up that I should be with you. But it's time to face the truth, I will never be with you.

Everyone started to clap, their eyes watering. I stood up, the girls followed. Even Simon stood. As everything was finished we sat back down. And we began to speak.
"Delilah that was incredible! You showed so much emotion in that song. And your voice worked with it so well! Well done!" Alesha said, her smile radiating at the girl.
"Sweetheart you were incredible. You showed everyone a piece of yourself. The part that nobody sees through your voice. Good job." Amanda chimed in, a smile on her face too.
"You know, it's been a long night, I wasn't sure what to expect. But I'm so glad that it was you that came onto this stage tonight, and I'm so glad that this is how we're ending this. In fact-" Simon stood up, slamming his hand down on the golden buzzer, the first one of this year, and smiled. Delilah screamed and covered her face. Golden confetti fell around her and as Simon smiled he walked up to hug her.
"Congratulations, you're going to the live show!" He smiled.
"Thank you so much," she wept.
"David, do you have any comments to say to Delilah?" Amanda asked as Simon walked back down.
"I think it was amazing Delilah, and I loved the song choice. Well done." I said with a warm tone. She nodded and thanked me.
**time skip**
I stumbled into my house, it had been a long day. Plopping down, I turned the tv on. Nothing good. Sighing I grabbed a drink, I wanted something strong. I turned on the radio and heard that song. Again my thoughts filled with Simon. He was everywhere. I chugged back my drink, wincing at the burn of the liquor. This is going to be a long season.