This is a Stand Up

Briana Hill is a normal girl, except for the fact that she is neighbors with Liam Payne from a new boy band called One Direction. When Liam brings the band back to stay with him for a while, Briana ends up falling in love with one of the boys. This is the love story of the ordinary girl and th boy band star.


42. Suspense

"Kelly and the girls!"

"Gary and the boys!"

"Louis and the Over-25s!"

"Tulisa and the groups!"

All four teams stood on stage. My fingers were laced with Kelly's and Janet's. It was nerve-wracking, let me tell you. For the millionth time of being on stage, the lights burned my skin, flashing into my eyes and creating a glare. I sucked in a breath and looked around. Everyone was on the edge of their seats to know if the person who they voted for was safe or not.

"Time for the results," Dermot finally said. I felt Kelly squeeze my hand and then I squeezed Janet who looked up at me. We smiled briefly at each other. Our nerves obviously worrying us. The crowd was clapping, chanting a bunch of different names, screaming different names and I tried to pick out my name from a few but it was impossible because the sound was just rumbling nonsense. "In no particular order, the first act returning next week is..."

I could picture everyone at home, pulling themselves to the edge of their seats, biting their nails. Well... my mom, at least. I knew Bella would be squeezing Jason’s and Jonathan’s fingers, cutting off their circulation. My dad would be allowing my mother to grip him tightly. I was over-exaggerating. None of this was probably happening.

"The Risk!"

Immediately, the crowd all cheered as the four boys all whooped, jumping around and hugging everyone as Tulisa hugged them proudly. I'd be pretty proud to if my group was called. My nerves clenched and I shifted my feet, still smiling for their success. They waved to me as they passed and I faced forward with a smile.

"The next act through to next week's show is..." Dermot trailed off.

The suspense was killing me. It was ticking slower and slower. Time does not fly when you're not having fun.

"Janet." Crowds erupted. Her hand was still gripping mine and I smiled, finding it impossible not to. She turned to me and I dropped Kelly's hand to hug her excitedly, telling her good job and a happy congratulations as everyone else cheered. I released her and was replaced by Misha and then Kelly. She headed off backstage after the Risk boys. “The third act saved and definitely returning next week is.."

"Craig." I smiled as he hugged Gary and then whisked passed a few people with smiles, waving to the cheering crowd. "Also, another act through is..."

Would my name get called? Didn't know. Nobody had been called from Louis' group yet so I was wondering if someone from his group would be next. And my assumption was right as Dermot called out: "Johnny!"

How could I keep that damned smile off my face as he jumped up and down? He was adorable as he got even more excited. He hugged everyone in his group, smiling as he passed us to head up backstage. Kelly squeezed my hand again and I bit my lip, looking out into the bright lights, wondering if my name would ever be called.

"The fifth act through on the public votes is.." Dermot stated slowly. Intense. Suspense. Just spit it out, "Misha B!"

Instantly, I smiled. I couldn't hide it. Mine and Kelly's hands dropped and Kelly hugged her first, squeezing the life out of her. As they let go, Misha tackled me into a hug and we stayed there for what seemed like hours. She whispered into my ear that she knew I was going to get through and she'd be saving me a water bottle backstage. I smiled at her, squeezing her once more before she walked off. Instantly, mine and Kelly's hands found each other.




That's eight acts. Eight acts through. My heart was thumping. Two more acts had to be called. As I glanced from side to side, a lot of amazingly talented people were waiting to hear their own names get called. It created a lump in my throat and I worried. I worried for everyone and I worried for myself. I squeezed Kelly's hand tighter and she pulled me closer to reassure me that she was still there.

"The eighth act joining them will be..." Dermot said. "Patrick!"

I smiled as I saw Patrick freak out and hug Gary. He patted Frankie's back and then he caught my gaze. He gave me a soothing nod and winked at me, mouthing the three words he always did, "I love you." I smiled, "I love you too," I mouthed. He gave me one last smile before he disappeared.

"The final act through to next week is..."

Nu Vibe. Frankie. Me. We were the three acts left. One of us was going to get called. In the bottom two, one of us was going to win the battle to who's going to stay and one is going to leave. Kelly squeezed my hand and I bit my lip nervously. I felt tears in the back of my eyes and the lump in my throat that caused my breathing to stop. Frankie and Nu Vibe were incredibly talented. They deserved the chance as much as I did. We all were going after the same dream. The same exact one. Only one would win in the end.


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