Leap of Faith x BM

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Lexi

          Living the life of a 20 year old was tough, but it had its perks. I mean, I was stressed 99.9% of the time, you know, with assignments, exams and essays. And I was always crying from stress. But there were moments, where I was genuinely so happy and content. Those moments were cherished. There were moments where I would be out with my friends, having a laugh. Or when I'd take the first bite of my slice of pizza. Or the moments when I would be on Twitter having a chat with my friends - my internet friends - and doing what I spent most of weekends on; fangirling.

I was a fangirl. I mean, I don't call it that openly anymore. I'm not 12 years old anymore, I'm 20. And that constitutes growing up. So, yeah, I do support and get fully invested in the people that I love, but I still am a student, I still have a life outside of the metaphorical four walls of the Twitter fandom.
It started when I was 12. I had become a fan of the famous boyband One Direction, obviously. It became a big part of who I was and how I grew as a person. I would spend a good amount of the day on Twitter and slacked in my education. But there came a time where it slowly became something that wasn't important anymore. I still loved One Direction - they were family to me. I loved them with every part of my being, but I chose to support them from a distance rather than being indulged in the dramatics of the fandom on Twitter. Once the hiatus was announced, it became a lot easier to take a step back, but once the solo careers came into play, I found myself once again trapped in the Twitter-verse of fangirls.

It had been a good eight years, I was 20 now. And so you could imagine my reaction and excitement when Louis Tomlinson was going to be a judge of the X Factor; the place where it all began for him and the boys! It was mad!

So, that's how I found myself on a Wednesday morning, in a line outside Wembley Arena in London, waiting for a ticket so I could see the one person who I loved for all these years. And that's why, in moments like this, I loved being a student. I was living alone, completely free to do what ever the fuck I wanted. No parents telling me I couldn't travel the two hours from Liverpool to see my boys at O2 arena in 2013, no parents telling me I couldn't fly out to New York to see them perform at MSG. I could do whatever the fuck I wanted. And I loved it!

It was a hot summers day, something I had been looking forward to after the terrible cold winter months I had just experienced. I was quite excited to be attending the auditions of the show I watched for years.
It was a good couple of hours that I stood out in the sun, but finally people were allowed to enter the arena. I ran through the people, my best friend, Scarlett tagging along behind me. By the time I got the area where my seats were, I began squealing. I was RIGHT NEXT TO the judges table. Louis Tomlinson was going to be less than 100 metres away from me. What is my life?!

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"The X Factor Auditions Show will begin in five minutes. Kindly find your seats. Please notes, you will be expected to participate in the audience applause when prompted. Please turn off all electronic devices. Enjoy the show." The announcer announced. I was bouncing on my feet, unable to sit or stand still. I was so very excited.

Before I knew it, Louis and the rest of the judges had come out and were walking towards the judges table. I was so excited I had realised they were walking right by the section I was seated at. I looked up and began screaming, my hands reaching out towards Louis. He was wearing a pair of joggers and a white sweater. He looked breathtaking!

"'Ello 'ello." His voice rang out, holding on to my hand, as he walked past. This obviously caused me to hold onto my hand, squealing. Oh my god. This was going to be a good day!

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A good two hours into the process, I still was on high energy. We had some amazing singers come along, and some others who just didn't make it. Louis was so honest with his reviews and opinions and I hadn't stopped screaming. There was one more act to come through before we had a break - meaning I was able to try and interact with Louis or go to the bathroom. Whichever was possible.