"Thank you Daniel, thank you for everything!" I said. He was actually really good; I felt amazing about how this song was going to turn out. It was a good feeling.
"Darling, you'll do amazing! I'll try to see you before the show tonigh to go over some key points, yeah?" He asked. I nodded my head and jogged out of the room. It was 4 already, damn. I stayed a bit too late. Wow, no that was an understatement, I stay way to long. Others went to their mentors for just an hour or so, I stay for at least three. I really had to thank Harry, he must've been watching over me. But why? Did h--.
"Dell!" someone yelled breaking my thought process. I stopped in mid-step and saw a worried looking Sarah.
"Oh hey girl!" I said with a smile. She ran her fingers through her hair worriedly.
"I was worried about you. People were supposed to be done with their mentors hours ago! I looking everywhere, and I was just so scared. You could of been stolen or something. You need to manage your time more wisely, or at least think to tell me if you were going to stay behind longer. We have these new things called phones Delphine! Use them!" she babbled. I stared at her and burst into laughter.
"You remind me of my mom! Lord. You're nineteen, how are you even that responsible?" I asked more to myself, but she didn't wait a second to answer it.
"Because I guess I take things in life more seriously!" she said while swatting my arm. I looked down at my watch.. 4:06.
"I have to go!" I yelled my while running towards the kitchen. I heard another pair of footsteps behind me.
"Where are you going missy? You need to communicate with me," Sarah warned as she kept up with me.
"Ugh, c'mon," I said. We both ran into the kitchen to find Harry sitting on the kitchen counter. He hopped off surprised at our entrance. I bent over and tried to control my breathing.
"Oh dear god, you're not in shape are you," Sarah said as she watched me.
"It's not my fault. It's the food! It talks to me," I whispered. Food over everything. Food is my world. Sarah scoffed.
"Oh, hi Harry," she said with blushed cheeks. I finally looked up at Harry. He had an amused look on his face. I didn't blame him. That was a pretty awkward entrance.
"Hello, Sarah is it?" He guessed. She nodded her head and looked down at her feet. Gross.
"Well, Sarah, I'm going to be here, probably eating for the next two hours, so you can go now," I said sarcastically. She blinked a couple of times. How does she deal with me? I couldn't tell you.
"You have my number, text me if you need anything. Promise me Dell," she demanded.
"Yeah, yeah," I said and shooed her along. She left the room in a scurry and that left Harry and me.
"Dell? That's cute," he chuckled. I pushed him lightly.
"Forget it. So what are we going to do?" I asked. His face lit up and he turned around to the oven.
"Right! Well, I'm giving you cooking lessons," he stated proudly. I laughed.
"Ha, I already know how to cook idiot," I poked trying to show off. It was no where close to true, I could not cook. Hell, my name and cook shouldn't even be in the same sentence. Yeah, it's that bad.
"No you don't," he said while looking at me over his shoulder.
"Am I really that bad at lying?" I mumbled. He nodded his head and waved me over to stand by him.
"First, we are cookin-.0,".
"Harry, I don't want to cook," I whined propping myself up on the counter. He stared at me.
"You need to know how to cook though," his voice becoming suddenly higher.
"Let's prank the other singers here before the show starts," I mention while wiggling my eyebrows. His eyes lit up.
"Let's do it," he laughed and helped me down off the counter.
We snook in backstage to where the makeup stands were. At the top of each stand were names of the contestants.
"Wow, we all get our own?" I asked him.
"Yeah, amazing isn't it?" He asked. I nodded.
"So what are we going to do?" I asked. His brought his hand to his head in thought. He looked hit like that. It was amazing.
"We could always switch one of the contestants face lotion with foot cream," he said. I thought it over, and that was when I came up with a better idea.
"We can switch lotion with vagina cream!" I yelled. Harry's face distorted into a gross out one. He clapsed his hand over my mouth.
"Oi, we sneaked in here! Shut up," he said slowly and quietly. We heard quick footsteps coming from the stage. Harry picked me up and hid in between stacks of chairs to our right in one swift movement. The stage curtains opened revealing a janitor looking around the room.
"Hello? Who's in here?" He called out. I lowered me head into Harry's chest. That's when I noticed how small the space we were in was. I sat in Harry's lap trying to hide my best; his arms were wrapped around my body. Harry's breathing sent chilling senses down my neck. Oh boy.
"Anyone here?" The janitor yelled out again. We heard another pair of footsteps approach.
"What are you doing Tommy?" Another janitor said showing up. 'Tommy' turned around while scratching his head.
"I thought I heard someone scream vagina!" He laughed to himself. The other janitor laughed and patted his back.
"You crack me up old man," he joked as they walked away. I giggled into Harry's chest. I brought my head up. He was laughing also.
"You're so stupid," he teased. I rolled my eyes. He gave my butt a slap. I stared at him with huge eyes, but I turned out laughing again.
"Perv, my boyfriend would so not approve of this," I said while hopping off of him. The smile faded off of his face.
"Ah, I was having fun," he muttered while standing up himself.
"Now lets get to this prank!" I said while rubbing my hands together. He groaned.
"What the hell is vagina cream?!" He asked with a bewildered look. I shrugged.
"I don't know, maybe it's cream you put up your fucking vagina," I said sarcastically. He flicked me off.
"Where do we get this vagina cream?" He asked. I shrugged.
"I guess we will have to do this another time then," I said sadly. He groaned.
"Wow this was a waste of time," I laughed while heading out of backstage. He followed behind me.
"Not exactly. I got to slap your bum," he said proudly.
"Shut up," I said lowly.
"What that was better than what you were thinking of. I mean vagina cream, what the hell is that? You Americans are weird," he muttered. I laughed loudly.
"It sounded good at the time. And you say vagina weird," I said. He looked down at me weirdly.
"I do not," he said.
"Yeah you do. You're like, vaaa-gina," I said trying my best to rip off his heavy accent. He laughed a little.
"Oh god, don't try to sound like me. You're almost as bad as Taylor when she mocked me in her gay song," he said lowly. I laughed, that was right, I was watching tv that night. We walked back to the kitchen in silence.
"Well I better get going back with the other judges, the show starts in a couple of hours," he said. I nodded my head.
"Right about that, thanks for the advice on the coach. Daniel is really great," I thanked him.
"Just doing my job," he said mysteriously.
"I guess I will see you when I sing," I told him walking out of the kitchen.
"Yes," he said while grabbing my arm and pulling me back to him. He placed a kiss on my cheek, just a little too close to my lips for liking. I pushed him away playfully.
"Goodbye Harry," I giggled. He grinned at me.
"Goodbye love," he said. I felt his eyes lingering on me as I walked down the long hallway to my dorm shared with Sarah.

Notes

So, here is te third update.. The feedback so far is amazing, thanks guys, you really are my motivation to keep writing this. Hopefully you thought this chapter was funny? It was what I was going for haha. You are probably asking when some bad boy harry stuff is going to come in, and just wait lovelies, it will, just wait. Haha, thank you!