Thirty Seven

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NIALL'S P.O.V continued

"OH MY GOD I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!" Mabel shouted as I ran into her arms, telling her the good news. She had been standing with Katrina and mine and Harry's parents. As usual, both mum and Anne were crying, and laughing at the result. They couldnt believe that we had both been put into a band together, and neither could we.

"wow, your going to Spain! I bet Simon has a huge mansion with a swimming pool and a gym and a bar and a cinema and.."

"mum calm down!' I laughed, she was getting way to exited and she wasn't even coming with us. We were told that we weren't allowed to bring any family, just ourselves and luggage for the week. I guess this is our first taste of 'fame' so we better start getting used to it.

"well, we better head back home.I cant wait to tell everyone!!" Anne laughed and mum clapped her hands enthusiastically. I have never, in my whole life, seen two grown women so excited.

As we exited the arena, I was thinking about everything that had happened in the last year. I'm so glad that Mabel and Katrina started talking in that first English lesson, otherwise, this might not even be happening.

Mabel was the one who gave me that final push to entering, and now I'm here, I don't ever want to leave.

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After having a late dinner at Nandos with the Styles, chatting and drinking for what felt like hours, we went our separate ways home.

Once we got into the car, my mind was racing. Two weeks until Spain. Just thinking about it makes me feel sick. I could feel myself drifting into sleep, thinking long and hard about everything.

"what are you thinking?" Mabel softly asked, disturbing my thoughts. I could tell she was tired as I was, as she gently placed her head on my shoulder.

"just about everything. Spain, Xfactor, family, us" I trailed off the last word, I hate thinking about us, but somehow my mind always flashes through my mistakes, through the times, I never want to think about.

"us?" she asked, I knew she would.

"will still you love me even when I'm gone? When I'm on the other side of the world? You won't find someone better? Someone to replace me?" It hurt so much to say.

"will you?" I wispered, a small tear rolling down my cheek.

"never"

We both sat in silence for the rest of the journey home. Not a awkward silence as such, but a comfortable, peaceful, on the edge of sleep silence.

As much as I tried to push the thoughts of Spain and Simon away, I couldn't. I just needed some space, to think about something else. Anything else.

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Wow, Spain. What a place. I haven't had the chance to fully appreciate this beautiful country, what, with the practicing and perfecting, it has almost taken the enjoyment out of this 'vacation'.

My stomach was swirling with nerves as we slowly walked into the area in front of Simon. Yesterday's performance went pretty well I thought, so here's hoping Simon thinks the same. Here goes.

"hi boys. do you understand why I did this in the first place?" simon asked us.

"yes" just get on with it, I want to know the verdict.

"I think, once we got through to the boot camp stage,there were weeknesses, whitch is why we made the decision about all of you indervidualy.

To a point, you came in with a disadvantage because you didnt have the time the other groups had... on the more positive note, when it worked, it worked.

My head is saying its a risk, and my heart is saying that you deserve a shot and thats why its been dificult. So I've made a decision,"

Hurry up, just tell us. This silence is killing me. Please take us through, please,

"guys," another silence, it felt like years of waiting.

"I've gone with my heart....." Please please. Just say it please.

"your through!" he smirked.

"yeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssss!!!!" we all shouted, pulling eachother into a hug. Harry was crying so much and we were all so shocked.

We ran to simon and jumped and hugged him, thanking him through our tears of happyness.

"thank you so much man!" I said, holding my face.

This is where the hard work begins. From today, our fate lays in our own hands, not the judges, not the public, us. Whatever we choose to do, choose to act, will depend on everything.

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