This, is Touri Cowell.

The Dream

Here's one thing about me, it really weird and incredibly out of character for me. But I've been having the same dream ever since I was 14 and moved into Ireland. I don't know what it is or what it means, all I know, is... It's the real me. ;

I was in a dark room, it seemed like it had no ceiling but at the top, there was a small speck of light. I tried to reach it but it would stay the same size. After a few jumps I started crying, why couldn't I reach the light? Frustrated, I began to search for a wall. I took a step forward and began to cry even harder, I was never good enough to reach the light. I had to try harder. “Not good enough.” was something I've always something I've heard from my coaches, teachers and parents, “Do better.” They say. I had to do better, I had to get to that light. Suddenly, I heard a door open and then close, not even 5 feet away from me. I reached our for the noise or who could have came out of the door. I didn't want help, I just wanted someone to accompany me. I reached out and grabbed a strong arm and then worked my way up to a strong chest, then a face,

“Who are you?” I would whisper. The person wouldn't answer me, just take me by the hand and take me further into the dark. That's when I would wake up, I never knew if I made it to the light or not. I've always wondered who it was that I met in the dark. God? The devil? And angel? A figment of my imagination? Oh well, all I knew is that ever since I was 14, I would strive in my dreams for the light. Ever since I started having those dreams I began to work so hard for my singing career you would not believe. I would sit in my room every night and sing my heart out. I would keep my headphones in my ears and I would avoid people. I didn't need anyone to steer me away from my career. When I was 15 and a half I moved to Bradford, where I met Zayn, he just wouldn't leave me alone when I first met him,

“Do you have a phone?” He says, “Where do you live?” He says, “We should hang out.” he says. I've always turned him down or pretended I didn't hear him until my parents took me to their friends' house. That friend just so happened to be Zayn's mom. Eventually we made great friends, with one common interest. Music. Within a year and a half we were best friends and we decided to try out for the X-factor not as a group but solo. It was by request, that I asked my uncle Simon to put me in the group with Zayn. Once I met Harry, Louis, Liam, and Niall we all just.... Clicked... Like it was effortless. It just worked out so easily.