Story of My Love Life

Chelsea is just your average girl. She is smart, funny, and a complete dork. But, when a special, curly-haired new kid catches her attention, she is nuts. An upcoming project brings Chelsea one step closer to love, and a special someone. Will they love each other, even through fame and fortune?


42. ...Rebecca!

Harry's P.O.V.  


Tonight is the X-Factor finals. A performance that will either make or break us. I am so nervous!

We all got in the car, and drove off to the X-Factor. It may be our last time driving there... 

It was silent most of the way. Everyone was so tense because tonight was no ordinary performance. We started rehearsing 'Torn' because that is the song we will be singing. "Wow, there is no doubt that you guys won't make it!" Chelsea said, trying to stay positive.

About half an hour later, we were going to be performing next. I am so nervous. Chelsea left to go sit in the crowd, of course after giving me a good luck kiss!

As soon as Rebecca was done performing, the boys and I took our places behind her, on our mini stage. No one can see us yet. I stand on the middle glass cube that makes up our 'stage' and take a deep breath. Now is the time to show them everything. 

Soon, Rebecca is off the stage and the last thing I hear is "ONE DIRECTION!" before the music starts playing. We chose 'Torn' because we wanted to show the judges how much we've improved since One Direction first became a group. Our voices are much deeper and stronger now, and we should nail this performance.

My solo came up before I knew it.


There's nothing left.

I used to cry.

My conversation has run dry.

That's what's going on.

Nothing's fine, I'm torn.


The rest of the performance, I think, went REALLY well. We nailed it!

Soon, after the judges finished speaking to us, we went backstage. I was super nervous. 

We were called out onto the stage, along with Rebecca and Matt, and stood with Simon.

Minutes passed, and the results were about to be announced. I was so nervous, I thought I was going to hurl. I managed to keep it together though. 

"Now, in no particular order, I will announce the results." Here it comes. "First into the finals is... Matt! Congratulations Matt!" Oh. My. Gosh. This wasn't happening. What if we don't get called? Win or lose, the tears were coming. "The other person(s) into the final is..." Please be One Direction! I glanced over at Chelsea. Our eyes locked. Tears in both. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! "...Rebecca!" 

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