The stars stickers on my ceileing looked old and tattered they lost their shine they once had long ago , but I of course am too lazy to take them down. I sigh & stare at my laptop screen, 2 more minutes till the One Directions big announcement. When it's finally time, I click on the youtube link .
A perky Liam pops up on the screen, then Harry, then Louis, then Zayn & Niall. "There are so many countless undiscovered voices out there that just want one chance to shine & now it's their time. If you're passion is singing and you want the world to see you then this is you're chance! To perform 2 songs with us on the new album, it's you're time to be the Next Solo! Check when we'll be coming to you're city or upload a vido on nextsolo.com ! Remember you cold have the Next Solo " and as the boys stop talking I sit their completely blown away. What. The. Hell.
"I'm so excited!" Beside me my best friend Taylor squeals and I can't help but join in. "OMG what if we actually get to see the boys like for real. And like not die 5 minutes before" I tell her with the excitement in my voice. But even though I'm trying to hide it, I'm very very nervous, I know Taylor is too but we're the kind ofpeople that like to show confidence even in the most nerveracking times. "It's going to be awesome" Taylor says starting the car. But I can't help but let the bad thoughts creep my mind what if it goes horribly wrong ? What'll happen if I pass out with the nervousness? What if I don't getto audition for the boys ?
When I walk in to the auditoriam it'sliterally jammed with people, there's no place for us to sit so we sit on the floor beside others. "Ok, so uh this is scary, I'll have to admit that" She's right. I'm hella scared, I don't have a chance. Na-ah. Then suddenly I feel like I want to cry because I know I have no chance in hell to meet the boys. Oh great. I look at the number on my entarnce bracelet 9913
My favourite numbers ! YES. Then my number gets called and I walk over to where 10 lines of 10 are. I stand in the 9th line behind a boy with a guitar. He looks about 14 and he's slowly practising on his guitar. When I got bored in my line, I try to start up a coneversation "Hey!" I say to him sounding cheerful. "Hey," he says nodding in that familiar nod that I know from boys of my school. "Nervous?" I ask him and he smiles "Of course & I'm guessing you are too" Good, now I can kill time time talking to this guy.
The ten people in my line walk over to the judges' room that we'll be auditioning in first. God, I hope Tay's alright. "Rose Macy" Then I take a deep breathe and start my song. " ... Oh & that's how I know you-oohhohhohh are the onee" I finish my song and the judges faces are plane.
" So the one that is going to the next round is Rose Macy !" Then I go over to their table ang they tape the number on my shirt. "Wait so I'll be meeting the boys?" I ask in astonishment because this is pretty damn unrealistic. They laugh and nod. I get a couple of snickers but I can't help but do a victory dance right there. I was going to see my boys for the first time ever. Oh god, thank you. I start to cry and laugh at the same time.
When I walked out of the room I looke for Taylor frantically to tell her the good news. And when I spot her Blond curly haired head in her hands, it hits me hard. What if she didn't get in ? My happiness vanishes and I walk over to her and hug her tight. "It sucks" then there's a moment of silence before she patts my head "It's ok" she says & I look up seeing there's no hint of sadness in her eyes " wait aren't you devestated?" I ask her with a bit of surprise in my voice "Of course Rose, you're so talented I don't know why you didn't get to audition for the boys" Ok what? "Wait I got in, what're you talking about?" "Wait, you got in?! So did i! Yes ! I'm so happy!"
Me and Taylor are holding each other's hands tight when her number is called and I go backstage as she joins her line. She absolutely nails it and I'm just so happy for her and I'm so proud.
When I join my line all I can do is stare at the TV screen in front of me. We're so close, so close. Just minutes away.
Then my name is called and my palms are sweating like crazy. It's time.
When I walk on stage all I can do is just look at the boys. Their so real. "Hey Rose!" Louis says cheerfully and the boys all smile at me. I hold my guitar tighter, when suddenly my brain freezes and I can't hear anything. Not the crowd, not the boys just the my breathing and my heart pounding. I can't remember what to do, I hold my guitar but the chords don't come to mind and the lyrics are nowhere in my brain. But there's something . Something at the edge of my thoughts. Something that takes over me. I habe no control over myself and I start my performance not knowing what I'm about to do.
"This is wrong but
I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more out there.
Misty morning comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face
And I knew from the first note played I'd be breaking all my rules to see you
You smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Good morning loneliness
Comes around when I'm not dreaming about you
When my world wakes up today you'll be in another town
And I knew when I saw your face I'd be
Counting down the ways to see you
And you smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
You played in bars, you play guitar
And I'm invisible and everyone knows who you are
And you'll never see, you sing me to sleep
Every night from the radio
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Sweet, sweet superstar
Superstar ..."
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Next Solo (A One Direction Love Story)
Fanfiction"Nowadays it’s not about the voice, it’s more about the face. And you haven’t got any of the two. Us Macy’s just aren’t meant for these things. It’s better to give up all hope. You know I’m saying this for your own good and the truth is bitter but I...
