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Not Intended

7 - I Know Your Little Game


HARRY'S POV
"W-what are you doing?" Delphine asked while tears dripped down her face. I slowly made my way towards her. I gathered her in my arms and shushed her.
"It's okay Delphine's, it's okay," I whispered in here ear. I picked her up in my arms and she was surprisingly not as heavy as I sought out for her to be. I placed her on her bed.
"Where are your clothes?" I asked her quietly. She pointed to the large dresser on the other side of the room. I walked of to it and opened up one of the drawers. At the very top were bikinis, causing me to laugh to myself. London was nothing like Florida. Even though I've never been, I know what it's like. I dug around and found some sweats. I placed them next to her on the bed, and helped her switch clothing. She didn't really seem to care about me having a sight of her body only in underwear. I didn't blame her either; her heart has been broken. She was gorgeous. I slipped on her sweats and tucked her under the sheets. I slowly started rubbing her back while humming a slower, and more graceful version of 'Titanium'. Her cries eventually stopped, and were replaced by the sounds of her deep breathing. I got up carefully and exited out of the door, only to be face to face with Sarah. I was glad to say she was sober now. She must've been new to drinking; she didn't know how to control her seances when she was drinking.
"Um, what were you doing in there? Don't tell me you two just had sex," she breathed worriedly while rubbing her head. I moved out of her way.
"I calmed down Delphine," I explained with a smirk, "but I wished I could've done that too." She must've taken that as a joke when she laughed.
"Very cheeky Harry. Goodnight," she said while giving me a big hug.
"Goodnight," I said. And with that, I walked back to my room getting ready for tomorrow morning--teaming.

DELPHINE'S POV
"Del, wake up," Sarah said gently. I groaned and buried my self into the large comforter. I heard Sarah moving around in the bathroom. About five minutes later she came back. I felt her hands push my body off the bed. I landed with a 'oomf'.
"Wake up bitch!" she laughed.
"Fuck you," I mumbled. Sarah tossed an outfit towards me which constituted of my jean shorts, a 'Run DMC' shirt, and toms. I quickly pulled it on and refreshed myself with Sarah's body spray. I decided I had to skip out on the makeup part today because according no Sarah, we were going to be late.
We finally arrived at the lounge. The four judges were sitting in the chairs with all the contestants sitting around them.
"Alright, listen up!" the producer lady said, "I'm going to pick who has first, second, third, and forth pick." She stuck her hand down into the bowl and picked out wads of paper.
"Simon, then Harry, then Britney, and then Demi," she read out. Simon chuckled and fist pumped while Demi face palmed. When I looked at Harry, he was already looking at me. That's when the memory of last night burrowed into my mind.
"Simon, you have first pick. Go," the lady ushered. Simon looked Round lazily, but his eyes fell on me. I had little time to think about what team I wanted to be on. If I win, I guess getting a whole album from Simons label would be pretty awesome. But then I could feature people in my songs.
"Delphine Smith," Simon said out loud. A large smile grew on my face and Sarah high-fived me. Harry stared down Simon, but all Simon did was laugh. Was I really that important?
"Sarah Crush," Harry said next. I Thought my heart stopped for a second. Damn. I was stupid; how did I even suspect to be on the same team as Sarah? I congratulated her by giving her a warm hug. I pretty much zoned out for the rest of the choosing. I was just thinking about this whole competition from here on out. Would Sarah and I still be friends? I brushed away the thought and listened as Simon stood up.
"From here on out, you will be receiving songs to sing, and the night following, two people will be asked to leave the show. Everyone go to your coaches, they have the song waiting for you. Good luck," Simon said. Everyone filed out of the room orderly, and I made my way to Daniel's studio. Before I entered the room, my phone vibrated, signaling I had a text message.
"Meet Sarah and I at the lounge at 5 sharp.. Don't be late. - Harry. xX
Are Sarah and Harry a thing now? Probably. They would be a cute couple; I mean they both have dimples. I opened the door and sat down with Daniel.
"Ah, how are you darling," he asked while folding his hands together.
"Well my boyfriend just broke up with me. I was a total wreck yesterday. It really sucked," I trailed off thinking back to yesterday. To Harry.
"So, you're feeling heart break?" he asked me seriously. I nodded my head, not wanting to admitt it. He stood up and moved to his computer.
"So, this I want you to sing a song about love. I want you to be compassionate when you sing. I want you and the song to be one," he explained while using a lot of hand gestures. I get what he was trying to say.
"And I also want a song where you are going to walk around. I don't think you should play the piano again, even though you can with this song," he said. He clicked around on his laptop looking for a song.
"You know you are performing two songs tomorrow right?" he said without taking his eyes off the screen. I groaned.
"Since when?" I whined while leaning back in my chair.
"Since right now," he laughed. I walked over to his chair and looked over his shoulder at the songs.
"Okay, you are singing 'Clarity' the Zedd Union Mix , and 'Ego' by Beyonce. Go it? Let's get to work," he said while clapping his hands. And with that, we working for 7 hard hours.
Yeah, and I purposely skipped my little 'date' with Harry and Sarah. Well, I did bump into them, sadly. We were backstage actually; everyone was getting ready for the show. Harry saw me instantly, and he made his way to me.
"What the hell?" he said while brushing his curly hair back.
"I had to practice, we had to do two songs today," I reminded him. He frowned and placed his hand on my lower back. I was a little startled by his action, but followed where he ushered me, which was outside in an alley behind the large building. He leaned against the wall and looked at me.
"So, I helped you last night through your trouble, and you avoid me all day?" he asked clearly angry at me. I thought of a reason to be made at me and walla!
"Well, I had a good reason. Why did you choose Sarah on your team? You know were closer than close," I bit back. He rolled his eyes.
"And how did you expect me to make sure Sarah's on your team? That's a stupid reason, but anyways, I choose the best to be on my team," he hissed. I glared at him.
"Are you saying I'm a bad singer?" I laughed. He looked down at his feet. We both knew that he was wrong.
"Whatever. I'm done with you," he said while shaking his head. I raised my arms up and my voice got louder.
"We were never even talking! I don't know what you are getting all this shit from! You're really ridiculous and desperate, you know that?" I yelled. His eyes turned to the same way they were last night. I crossed the line. I shuddered back into the brick wall behind me as he towered over me. I instantly regretted it though. I promised myslef I wouldn't let him intimidate me. I stood up taller and took a step closer to him so our faces were only inches apart.
"I know your little game Styles. You play all nice and charming, then you claim me and think I'm yours like I'm a toy, then you go to your tough and bad ass phase, and then you think I will go running back into your arms. But let me tell you this, I will never be falling for your shitty tricks again," I muttered quickly, "two can play at this Harry. Just rememeber that." I brushed his shoulder and walked into back stage to find Clarence waiting for me. She smiled her little cute smile, and brushed her red hair back behind her ears. Right then, Harry walked into backstage fuming. He locked his eyes with mine. If his looks were a weapon, I would be dead. It seems that Clarence has caught on to this little incident because she knew exactly what I was trying to say.
"I want to look sexy and hard to get," I said while tearing my gaze away from Harry. She giggled and got to work.

Notes

I tried to make it extra long for you guys.. Hope you liked it?

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