Harry's POV :
I was outside, in the cold wind of December, waiting for a call. I called Louis few seconds ago, but he was busy and he told that he would call back as soon as he could. So here I was, frozen, watching the snow slowly recovering Paris. I was on the roof of the studio that offered an amazing view of Paris. I’ve got to say that it’s one of the most beautiful view I’ve ever seen. Even though I’ve been almost everywhere in the world, and seen amazing landscapes. There was this one back in London, where I was at the top of the London Eye. It was dawn and the sun was slowly rising on the horizon. I enjoyed the light that seemed so pure waking up the city. I felt peaceful looking at the buildings that reflected the light. It was amazing.

A ringtone woke me up and get me out of my daydream. ID caller: Boobear. Good! He has been fast! If the boys are with him, they could help too!

- Hello Haz!
- Hi Lou! How are you?
- Sad! I left El this morning! We barely saw each other… Sometimes this job has so many inconvenient! Anyway, what’s going on? You seemed pretty upset earlier... Is everything alright?
- It’s never long enough! Yeah… I think I made a mistake… I don’t know how I can fix it now. I need your help.
- Of course I’ll help you if I can! What? Yeah it’s Harry. Haz, the guys are here. They say hi.
- Oh then can you turn the speaker on, so that they can hear and help me too?
- Sure! Louis agreed.
- Hello curly! Niall spoke, with I suppose food in his mouth
- Hi Harry! Liam and Zayn sang before high fiving, according to the noise of clapping hands I heard.
- Hi guys!
-So what’s the problem Styles? Liam asked, a bit closer of the phone.
-Well… Do you remember the girl I met in Paris last time I was here? (I heard approving noises, so I went on in my story.) She’s a contestant on The Voice in France. Producers want her to change the song she was supposed to sing tonight but she disagreed. Mika who happens to be her mentor, asked me to be friendly to her to make her change her mind. That’s what I did. But the thing is that she’s likeable, and I think she trusts me. I’ve got the feeling that I’ve betrayed her. I feel really guilty for what I’ve done, and I don’t know how to fix it… Any idea guys?
- First of all, I’m surprised that you didn’t stand for her against the producers or Mika. You did it for us, what’s different now? Niall asked, making me feel guiltier than what I was already.

This is quite rare to hear Niall being that wise. He’s usually goofing around even when we speak about serious stuff. Ugh that must be pretty awful then.

- I don’t know Ni… I just thought that it was the right thing to do back then. She’s really talented you know. She does deserve to win. But I’m not sure any more about the choice I’ve made… I should have said no to Mika when he asked me to help him. I should have stayed out of this since the beginning.
- Yes, you definitely should have Harry… Now this is done and there’s nothing you can do to change it. Except if you have Hermione’s time turner in your pocket! In that case, I need it!

Louis being serious and mature definitely can’t last more than 30 seconds! His remark lightened my mood a bit at least.

- If you’re certain that she trusts you, you can at least try to be as good as you can and try to be trustworthy again. I think that you shouldn’t let her know what you did. Not now though. But you can be here for her, help her through this step of the show. You know it, you’ve been through it already. Help her to relax, to feel better so that she can give the best of herself tonight on the stage.

As always, Liam spoke the truth! I felt so lucky to have these 4 guys in my life right now! I felt a little less guilty, now that I knew what to do!

- You’re right! Thanks guys! See you soon I hope! I’ve got to go! Love you!
- We love you too Haz! See you later! They all answered at the same time. We definitely spend too much time around each other!

Louis’ POV:
I hung up the phone when we heard a lovely woman saying: “Flight D152010 to Paris is now boarding”.
-Guys we’ve got to go!

Charlotte’s POV:
I was exhausted. My voice was almost broken. We had been working on this song for what feels hours! Mika didn’t let me take a single rest! I’m dying! And I’m seriously worried about tonight. I don’t think that I could sing while on stage. We were working on Payphone, by Maroon 5. I truly love this song, and I sang it for my first audition. But now, Mika’s expectations are way higher than what it was at the beginning. It seems to me that he’s never happy of what I do! God! A “congratulations” or “good job” never killed anyone! That’s all I need to hear for God’s sake!

- Am I interrupting something?

Harry’s head appeared, making me smile and blush a little.

- Nothing important. Charlotte is just screwing up the song. If Adam Levine was dead, he would be dying over and over again.

That has been the same speech for the last hour. I’m going to kill him! He used to be so nice to me before today! What’s going on? Is he nervous about tonight? What about me then?! I just will be singing while he will comfortably sit in a red chair. Harry saw the glare I shot to Mika, and came to my rescue:

- Maybe I can try with her while you take a pause? What do you think mate?
- Yeah why not, it’s worth the try. It may be better with you. Tell me when I can come back.

With those words, he left the room leaving Harry and I alone. I took a long and deep breath, a heavy weight lifted from my shoulders. I was so relieved! I took a sip of water from my bottle then I focused on the song. It was just the two of us, with the pianist since Mika decided that I would sing in acoustic.

- Ok, let’s try one more time, what do you think?

I simply nodded, unable to speak. I was totally mesmerized by this smile and those eyes of his. I first focused on the lyrics, then I let music take me away, and I just let it be the way it was supposed to be. The lyrics came out easily; I knew them by heart and for a long time now. It was so easy to sing with him and felt so natural that nobody could say that we really talked to each other for the first time about an hour ago. Because the small ridiculous talk we had when we first met doesn’t count as a talk. It was nothing more than hesitation, stupid words and embarrassment.

He corrected me where it was necessary, and made me work on my breath. I had to improve it a bit more if I wanted to be able to hold the last note at the end of the song. Showing me how to do, he slowly put his hand on my stomach, telling right above my ear to breathe and to hold my breath the longer I can. With him doing this to me, it wouldn’t be hard to hold it! We both were quite silent after that, looking at each other intently, when the door quickly opened. We separated as quickly as we could and stood at two opposite sides of the piano.

- Is she ready now? You’ve been working for an hour guys!
- Yes she is. Do you want to hear? Do I need to precise that I'm right here?! You can speak to me directly!
- Of course I do!
Harry and I turned around the piano, and I stood where he was few seconds ago. He picked up a chair and sat near Mika, both in front of me. I took a deep breath and looked at Harry that encouraged me with a simple nod and a playful smile.

During the whole performance, my eyes never left Harry’s, neither did his with mine. I hold the last note with all my strength left, then looked nervously at Mika, breathing sharply. He didn’t speak a word. I was getting more nervous every single second, waiting for the judgement.

- From the beginning, I knew it. you've grown up so much as a singer and as a woman. I can’t believe that you made her doing this Harry. You did amazing work together mates! Char, I’m really proud of you and you are going to own this stage tonight. I’m sorry if I’ve been a bit harsh by the end, but it just annoyed me to see how little you did comparing to the power you’ve got. Now you should go sound check, get dressed for tonight and have some free time. You deserved it. See you later.

He hugged me while the tears slowly ran down on my cheeks. I couldn’t hold it anymore. All the pressure had been worth it. I couldn’t dream of a better thing to hear from him. I kissed him on the cheek then ran to Harry and hugged him tight. I whispered in his ear a little “thank you”. I couldn’t say anything else. My voice was about to break and I couldn’t express how grateful I was. I smiled to him then left the room. I heard Mika shouting:

-Take care of your voice until tonight! I taught you what to do!

I smiled at the remark? His old self as back! I ran to the loge of my show mates. I just needed to chill out a lot before tonight! And also a glass of hot water with honey!

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