Story of my life 🌸

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Annie's 16 years old, bullied and talented in singing and playing piano.
She auditioned for Xfactor in London and made it so she started the competition among with many other youths, where she meets Jason.
In 6 episodes they get the news that 5 special boys in a boyband are gonna host the next episode as guests and sing with one of them...

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2. Jason's POV

Jasons POV 

As I watch Annie enter the stage on the screen, Im getting nervous because she is, and because; she is so talented but so insecure she might think she stinks so much that she actually begins to suck. Which she never would be.  But anyway. 

For weeks I've been trying to reach out to her. I'm in love with her. But I don't think she has noticed it, to be honest. 


While listening to her voice I close my eyes and just breathes in air and just smiles and that  smooth chilly but warm feeling fills my chest and I open my eyes to see her beautiful face. 
A big applause started to smash like thunder behind the black wall that isolates the big scene.I join and whistles even though I'm the only one who's applauding backstage. 

She smiles that beautiful smile I always get blown away by. I can't believe she doubted herself just before. She always looks so perfect and confident when performing or focusing - which is like always. 

The jury - all four of them - stands up and I couldn't agree more. This was out of doubt - the best performance Xfactor have ever had. 

When she comes back she looks pale with blushy cheeks and her eyes sparkles and she looks so happy I just wanna hold her and kiss her. 

"Annie!" I shout, and she starts to run towards me and when she comes to me I lift her up and she just hugs me and I spin her around and laugh while she starts to cry.
"You were amazing Annie!" 
You have no idea of how amazing you are, Annie. 
"Thank you so much Jason!" She grins and cries more. She hides her face in her hands and I gently take them and hugs her again. 


We sit there for half an hour, talking, laughing and just hanging when all the participants comes to join us and wait for the results. 


Next thing we know off, we're all on the stage, standing in a nervous line on the stage, dizzy and roughly excited. 
One by one they name to have moved on in the competition. 
Suddenly there's only two left. Me and George. 
We have to do another performance so that the people can vote and decide who should stay and who should not stay. 

We both do our performances well. 
But when it's time for the announcement, I fear the answer will be my name. 

"And now, my ladies and gentlemen, the person who will stay is..." 
Not me. 
"George!" 

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