The New Girl in Cheshire!

Nicole Johnson. No one special, just a girl from Cali. In 2010 she got accepted into a foreign exchange student program, and in just a week, she would be heading off to a new family, a new life in Cheshire. It doesn't take long for her to find someone she likes, but is the feeling mutual, or is it all a love game?

This is just a little notice that this story might contain PG-13 content in it. So if you haven't had "the talk" with your parents, stray from this story.
You were warned(:


17. "The Audition"

It's April now. 10 days until Harry auditions for "X Factor." It's going to change everything. I already know that. He's an amazing singer, he's going to make it. I already know. Don't ask me how I know. I just do. He's been practicing his ass off, on top of school and work at the bakery. He's ready. I'm not, though. I'm not ready to let my Har Bear go. He's going to go far, and I'm going to have to live with that.

9 days before.

"Isn't she lovely, isn't she wonderful." Harry sang in my ear as he wrapped his arms around me. "That sing is about a baby, Har. But thank you!" I turned to kiss his singing lips. "Are you ready?" I asked softly. For some reason the audition was taken lightly around here. I know why. He nodded. "Just as long as I can look out in the crowd and see your smiling eyes, I'll do just fine." He kissed my cheek and walked toward the door. "Can you shut the door babe?" He did. I immediately started crying. I'm not ready. How could anyone be prepared for it. Possibly losing the only person in the world that knows you better than yourself, to fame. I cried, and cried, and cried. I ended up falling asleep, Harry woke me up. "It's time for din-din. Pizza night! They got a movie." He grabbed my waist and lifted me out of bed. "Have you been crying?" Damn it. "I'm not ready to let you go, babe." I dug my head in his chest. He held me tight. "You don't have to let go. I'm always going to be here. I love you.." I got down and hugged him so tightly. Tighter than I ever have. We stayed like that for quite a while. "We better go down." I said wiping away my tears. "Yeah. Look, I really do love you." He kissed me with such a passion, I had no choice but to believe. I had 3 pieces of pepperoni pizza and 4 bread sticks. I didn't really pay attention to the movie, I was lost in thought. I slept in Harry's room that night.

7 days before.

I woke up to the smell of Bleu De Chanel. Harry. I could smell him all day. "Happy Monday!" He kissed my cheek. "What is Monday?" "No school today!" Oh yeah, something about teachers and having a "work day". "What do you want to do love?" He was already dressed. 7:30am. "Uh, don't you have work today?" He shook his head. "Mum, gave me the day off." He pulled me out of bed. "We're going to a movie." We saw "Kick-Ass." Really good film, Just about kicking ass. That's really all I could tell you about it though. Harry and I sat in the back playing tongue wrestle. We got back and he made us tacos. He seriously makes the best tacos ever. Orgasm for my taste buds. Amazing. While we were eating we watched a "Doctor Who" marathon. That show hides in the shadows of said tacos.He sand me to sleep in my room

3 days before

The audition is rapidly approaching, and now I am certain Harry is going to ace his audition. That scares me. I honestly just, I'm not ready.

1 day before.

"Tomorrow, babe! Can you believe it?" I vaguely shook my head. I let a fake smile sneak on the right side of my lips. Support. "Are you ready?" "Like I said, as long as you're in the crowd." He smiled. At least he was happy. "Are you okay? You don't look...Happy?" Damn it. "I'm just scared. I'm not ready." He walked over to me, he kissed me. "It's fine. What are you scared of?" He cares, I know he does. "Being away from you. Long distance relationships. Fame coming between us. Other girls." DO NOT CRY! I screamed at myself. "None of that is going to to matter I swear." He kissed me again. I turned around so I was facing him, and he was facing the bed. "Can I One more time?" He smiled and I pushed him on the bed. I don't know what it is. But that time was especially good. Maybe it was knowing that it wasn't going to happen for a long time, or that he wasn't wearing a condom. Shit! Shit! Fuck. "Harry, we forgot the uh. The condom." I said while he was doing his thing inside me. "Babe, you're on birth control. Calm down." Oh yeah, I forgot about the, hah. "Hah, I was about to say. I'm pregnant." He stopped. "I'm kidding Haz!" He kept going. After many grunts, groans, and "Harry!", we were finished. It went on for so long. Longer than we had ever done it. We slept naked.

The day of.

We woke up at 5:30am. Yes, 5:30am on a Sunday. It was terrible, and cold.. We got dressed. He wore a white shirt, grey cardigan, green scarf, and brown pants. He looked amazing. I wore skinny jeans, and the white shirt/jean jacket outfit from the resort. Presentable. We left the house at 6am exactly. "I trust you're going to be backstage with us, Nicole?" Anne asked. I looked at Harry. "Harry wanted me in the audience." I said lightly. "No, you're going to be backstage with us." Anne retorted. Harry huffed, "Fine, at least then I can kiss you afterwards!" He nuzzled into my collarbone. She turned around. "Sing for us, Har Bear!" I whispered in his ear. He did. I touched his thigh. "You've got this." I kissed him.

We pulled into the parking lot. "Name?" "Harry Styles." "Sing a bit of your song." He did. The guy handed him a sticker that said "165998." He intertwined our hands and we walked into the building. We found a seat in the back of the room. His palms were sweaty. "Okay, I'm nervous." He admitted. I kissed him. "You're going to do fine." I rested my head on his shoulder. "Just fine." We waited for what seemed like ages. "165998, make your way to the stage." A woman in her thirties said in a megaphone. He slowly stood up and we walked to the stage. I gave him on last comfort kiss before he walked on stage. "Nice to meet you, and what is your name?" Simon Cowell asked my boy. "Harry Styles." Sounded nervous. Everyone started clapping and I'm not sure why. He just said his name. "Okay, Harry. How old are you?" Simon asked. "16." Again, everyone clapped. Then Simon asked him to tell him about himself. "Um, I work in a bakery." "So Harry, you've left school, work at a bakery, yeah?" "I work there on Saturdays, but I finished my GCE's a month ago. So I'm going to college in September." That was news to me. "And what are you going to study in college?" "Uh, law, sociology, uh business, uh and something else but I'm not sure yet." Everyone laughed. "Wow, so what are you doing here, today?" "Um, well I've always wanted to audition, but I've always been too young." "Okay, alright, what are you doing to sing?" "I'll do, 'Isn't she Lovely.' By Stevie Wonder." Okay, good luck." He sang. He aced it. He blushed at their every word. 2 yeses, 1 no. He made it. He actually made it. I fell to my knees. He made it. He waved goodbye to them and he came back to us. He hugged Anne first, then noticed I was on my knees. "Babe, whats wrong?" He knelt next to me. "You made it!" I got up and hugged him. "Congratulations! I'm so proud." I kissed him, then a backstage dude told us to leave. We had to wait longer for instruction, Anne and everyone else left, I wasn't going to leave him though. They told us to call whenever we needed to be picked up. We were there for two more hours. "Well, you actually made it!" I kissed him and a girl that looked a year or two younger  ran up to us. "You are amazing!" I grabbed his hand. She saw a took a step back. "Oh. I just wanted to say you have got my vote every episode. Your girlfriend is pretty! She's very lucky!" She smiled. "I know she is. She doesn't think so!" He "whispered". I hit is arm. "Harry!" He put his hand on my face. She laughed. "I'm Nicola." I giggled. "My name is Nicole!" "It was nice to meet you Harry and Nicole. Can I have a picture?" We agreed and made a silly face picture. "Bye, my mom is going to get worried!" "Nice to meet you too! Remember to vote for Har Bear!" He wrapped his arm around my shoulders when I said that. He waved goodbye and she left. He just performed. And it begins.


K, so yeah I messed up the work/school. I'm to lazy to go fix it. Sorry! Well, there ya go. That's the cliffhanger answer. Are you guys still mad?(: I love you guys! And I wanna give a shout out to DanielleStyles, she always comments and she seems like a real cool chick! So go read her story and become a fan of her, cause she is awesome! Okay, bye now. I love y'all!


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