Always
Judges’ Houses: Part 1
Kaylie’s POV
Saturday, 20th August
I peered through the small window of the plane, my fingers locked together in a sweaty mess. I had never been on a plane before so I was extremely nervous. I felt like I was going to be sick. Alicia, who was seated next to me, linked her arm through mine and held it there tightly, reassuring me that everything was going to be OK. Being on a plane for the first time mixed with the uncertainty of Judges’ Houses made my stomach flip a dozen times. It was all new to me and my head became hazy. I leaned my head back as the plane began to zoom down the runway.
We were on our way to Los Angeles for Judges’ Houses and Harry would be waiting for us at one of his famous mansions. I was so flipping scared because I had to compete against five other girls who all had vocal talent. And only three of us would go through to the live shows. This competition was more stressful than I ever thought it could be.
I had to say goodbye to my family and my friends. I wouldn’t be back for another five days and I would miss them terribly. I knew they were always one call away but not having them around me would be difficult to deal with, especially my brothers. And I was nervous to see Harry again. After making him cry during the Six-seat challenge, I knew I had to step up my game if I was to prove to him that I deserved a spot in his Top 3. With my arm still linked through Alicia’s, my eyes fluttered closed and I drifted off to sleep, welcomed by soft pink lips and piercing green eyes.
We landed in Los Angeles at 11:51 at night and I just wanted to continue sleeping. Fortunately, all of the behind the scenes crew had organised everything for us so we were driven to a hotel and given keys to our rooms. Since there were six of us, we all had to share so we each had a roommate. Alicia and I held onto each other as if we were sisters as we made our way to our room. 9:30 was the latest we could wake up so Alicia and I brushed our teeth quickly before going to sleep, relishing the soft sheets of the hotel beds.
It was exactly 9:02 in the morning when I opened my eyes. Alicia was already awake and in the shower. I reluctantly got out of bed and went over to the window, pulling the curtains away. A view of Los Angeles stood before me, buildings glowing in the sun, the sky a perfect blue.
This was my first time away from home, away from everything I knew, my first time in a different country. The only thing I had that reminded me of home was Alicia, since she was from London like me. As I turned my phone on, Alicia came out of the bathroom, towel-drying her short hair.
“What are you doing?”
“Looking at my texts. I’ve got seven of them.” I laughed as I read each one of them.
From Mum: Hi, sweetheart! Hope your flight was OK and you landed safely! Have fun, relax and I’ll talk to you soon :) xx
From Dad: Hey, darling! Hope you’re doing OK and have a ball in L.A. x
From Reece: How was your flight, big sis? What’s L.A. like?
From Connor: Hey, Kay-Kay! How is it in L.A.? Was the flight OK?
From Michael: Hello, little sis! Everything going alright so far?
From Vanessa: Girl, how was your flight? I miss you already! Please say hi to Harry for me! :D x
From Marcus: Hey, Kaylie! How does it feel to be in L.A.? You lucky thing! And being in the company of Harry Styles, I’m one jealous fucker back here, lol! Miss you, darl, and we’ll talk soon x
I replied to all the texts before going to have a shower. Thankfully, Alicia had taken all the hot water so I savoured the feeling of being under the cascade of steamy water. I put my hair up so it wouldn’t get wet and washed my entire body, including my face. I got changed into my clothes for the day (http://www.polyvore.com/kaylie_judges_houses_part/set?id=206882480) as Alicia adjusted the collar of her denim jacket and ran her hands over her leggings, getting rid of any crinkles or creases. (http://www.polyvore.com/alicia_judges_houses_part/set?id=206882812)
While we were doing our make-up, at exactly 9:48, there was a knock on our door. Alicia finished enhancing her blue eyes with thick mascara and rushed out of the bathroom. When I heard nothing but silence, I decided to speak.
“What is it?” I asked her. In the mirror, I saw Alicia appear in the doorway of the bathroom, a crisp white note in her hands. She looked at me in the mirror and smiled.
“We’re having brunch with Harry.”
“Pardon?!” I cried with shock. Because I moved my hand, I smudged my mascara and a thick black line emerged underneath my right eye. Shit! I grabbed a small pud and ran it under some water, smoothing it across the smudged mascara. As I redid my eye make-up, Alicia repeated herself.
“We’re having brunch with Harry.”
Seriously? I didn’t think my life would ever end up like this. I never thought I would be in this position. Having brunch with Harry Styles? Who can say they’ve done that? I finished my make-up and left my hair in its natural waves, asking Alicia for the note. The X Factor logo was on the back and the words were obviously typed in big black letters.
To The Under 25 Girls,
As per Harry’s request, he would love it if all of you joined him for brunch at Home Restaurant. There is no need to dress up. This is a casual outing. Two cars will drive you to the restaurant at 10:40 so be ready in the foyer at 10:30 because Harry expects all of you to be there by 11 o’clock.
Kind regards,
Producers of The X Factor
I re-read the note three times, trying to let everything sink in. I was about to have brunch with Harry Styles. THE Harry Styles. This is beautifully crazy! Today there would no cameras for the show because the audience did not want to see us going to brunch with Harry. They wanted to hear us sing. But there would be paparazzi. Wherever Harry went, there were camera flashes and videos being taken. I guess I’ll just have to deal with it. I said in my head as Alicia and I began to pack our handbags for the day.
0*0
As the note had stated, two cars, which were huge and black, picked us up at 10:40 so three of us in each car; I was with Alicia and Skye. I fiddled with the gold ring on my right hand, thinking about the day my grandmother gave it to me. I knew she was up there in heaven somewhere, looking down on me and where I was right now. I hoped she was proud of me.
It was exactly 10:54 when we arrived at the restaurant. The three of us got out of the car and the other three girls joined us. I kept my distance from Melody. What she was wearing looked so provocative. (http://www.polyvore.com/melody_judges_houses_part/set?id=206883012) Her short white-blonde hair glowed a pale white in the sun, making me want to tear the strands off her scalp. I thought the note said this was a casual outing, not a damn strip club. The restaurant wasn’t that busy, fortunately, but there were a few people eyeing us because we had four security guards with us.
They led us to the corner of the restaurant where there was an L-shaped couch with couple of tables sitting in front of it. The area was empty apart from one person.
Harry.
“Good morning, ladies.” He smiled at us, leaning back against the brown leather couch. He took my breath away again, just like he did every time I saw him. His hair was out today but pushed back by a pair of black sunglasses. His short-sleeved patterned shirt revealed the tattoos on his chest and arms and I could see his long legs underneath one of the tables, clothed in skinny jeans for the millionth time. Harry shooed the security away and invited us to sit down. Melody rushed straight over to take a seat next to him. Tart! I thought to myself.
Alicia nudged me in the elbow and I stepped forward, mock-glaring at her. Melody batted her eyelashes at Harry but he paid no attention to her. Instead, his eyes were on me. He patted the couch, gesturing for me to sit next to him. I bit my lip and sat down next to Harry, moving my hair behind my left ear.
“So how was the flight?”
“It was good.” Jenna said.
“Although we are a little jetlagged.” Alicia added. I heard Melody mutter “I’m not.” under her breath as she shuffled closer to Harry so that their shoulders were touching. She was invading his personal space but he made no move to stop her. I didn’t want to get that close to him and risk making him uncomfortable. I wasn’t here to flirt with him. I was here to work with him and be mentored under his guidance.
“That’s understandable.” Harry said with a smile.
“How long have you been here in L.A.?” Daisy asked.
“You mean for Judges’ Houses? Only a week. Getting prepared to have you guys at my house and thinking about how happy I am with my Top 6 Girls.” Harry rested one of his hands on his knee and leaned back against the couch, folding my hands underneath my thighs. Melody had a flirty smile on her face and attempted to move her arm through Harry’s but he subtly brushed her hand away, opening the menu in front of him. I bit my lip to stop myself from smirking. Harry clearly wasn’t impressed with Melody’s advances. Can’t he see that she’s not here for the right reasons? She just wants to hook up with him! But she did have a fantastic voice that I would gladly strangle out of her if I could. Then I wouldn’t have to fucking worry about her.
“Let’s order, ladies.” Harry suggested. Us girls leaned forward and opened up our menus. There were entrees, sandwiches, soups, wraps, salads and burgers. Everything looked delicious. As I scanned over the food that was on offer, I saw Harry glancing at me briefly out of the corner of my eye. I had no clue why he was looking at me. I swallowed nervously, knowing I was the subject of his gaze. Chatter broke out between the other girls as they decided on what to eat. After I made my decision, I reached for the beverages menu. Harry had the same idea so our hands brushed momentarily because we reached for the menu at the same time.
I felt my cheeks turn a light shade of pink, right in front of the other girls. Luckily, the majority of them were still in conversation. I caught Alicia smirk at me before returning to looking at her menu. I looked at Harry who raised his eyebrow at me before grabbing the beverages menu, a small smile tugging at his pink lips. He opened it and leaned to my side so that his shoulder touched mine.
“What do you feel like drinking?” He asked me. He was so bloody close to me and I felt butterflies swarm in my stomach. He made me so nervous. I could hear my own heart pounding and I was scared that Harry could hear it too. I licked my lips as I looked at the drinks on offer, knowing his gaze darted from me to the menu.
“Um…what are you having?” I asked.
“I’m thinking about a Bloody Mary. A cucumber and jalapeno one.” Harry said.
“Guess I’ll have a Bloody Mary too then. But only with cucumber.” I looked at him after I spoke and got lost in the colour of his eyes. The shade of green was unheard of. His eyes practically sparkled, as if they were emeralds. I believed we had a special moment. A connection. I could feel it. But it was broken the waiter came over, asking us if we were ready to order. I tore my eyes away from Harry’s and looked back at my menu, remembering what I wanted to eat.
We ordered our drinks then our food. I played it safe with a salmon salad and Alicia chose a jerk chicken wrap. Skye and Jenna both ordered a healthy multigrain salad wrap while Daisy ordered the BLTA sandwich. Melody went all out and picked fish tacos and Harry chose a curried chicken salad. The waiter collected our menus and told us our drinks would arrive in a few minutes, walking off back into the restaurant.
“So have you girls picked out an individual song to perform tomorrow?” Harry asked us. The answer to his question was yes although we didn’t tell him what songs we were going to be singing. That was going to a surprise for him. Mine was The Power Of Love by Gabrielle Aplin. I had been practicing over the past fortnight, studying the lyrics and singing them in my bedroom at home. My performance tomorrow was dedicated to my late grandmother. She had been everything to me and we had done so much together. She loved my singing and I knew that if she was alive right now, she would have been on-board with my brothers in pressuring me to audition for The X Factor. Well, Grandma, look where I am now!
“Do you have a guest judge with you, Harry?” Alicia asked just as our drinks arrived. Mine looked very yummy, the cucumber slices clinging to the rim of the glass, the liquid a pastel orange.
“Yes, I do. And I’m not telling you who it is.” Harry chuckled and took a long gulp of his Bloody Mary. We all pouted at him, trying to get him to reveal his guest judge, but to no avail. His lips were sealed. I wrapped my fingers around my cold glass and took a small sip of my Bloody Mary. I had never tried one before but it was nice and I found myself licking my lips before taking another sip. It tasted really good. Like really good.
I put my glass back down on the table and looked at Harry who sipped his drink, his green eyes on me. I cocked an eyebrow at him innocently.
“What?”
“You seem to like the drink.” He nodded his head at my glass.
“Yeah, I do. It tastes really nice.” I said with a smile. In that moment, I completely forget he was my mentor. I forgot I was in a competition. Where we were was so casual, it was like we were all friends catching up. Except I was crushing hard on Harry. I mean, I always had a crush on him ever since I became a fan but actually sitting next to him, being the subject of his green gaze, made my crush for him grown 1,000 times more. I never thought this is where I would be. Who could ever think that? I felt so lucky.
“Are you ready? For tomorrow?” He asked me.
“I think so. I mean, I’ve practiced and I know what I want to carry across through my performance.”
“I look forward to it, Kaylie.” Harry smiled delicately at me. I was about to say something but our food arrived, preventing me from talking. My salmon salad looked very scrumptious and I didn’t waste time in picking up my cutlery, digging into the food.
0*0
The brunch continued smoothly and conversation emerged between all of us girls and Harry. It was nice to just sit down, have some nice food and talk. We talked about all sorts of things, from what made him decide to be a judge this year to our families to what our ambitions were. Overall, I had a wonderful time.
About two hours into our brunch outing, a crowd had begun to gather outside the restaurant. Obviously, the news of Harry being out and about had been discovered and I could hear girls screaming, asking for Harry to come out and take photos. Fortunately, we had already finished all our food and we were thinking about leaving anyway.
The security guards returned as we said our goodbyes to Harry. He hugged all of us but my hug with him lasted a little longer than the others and he even gave me a kiss on the cheek. My cheeks turned pink again as I said goodbye and left the restaurant, walking beside Alicia. We all managed to get into the cars safely with no intrusions. The security guards stayed behind to help Harry with all the fans while we all returned to the hotel. All I remembered was the feeling of his gentle lips on my skin, setting my heart aflutter.
“You should’ve seen the look on Melody’s face when Harry was talking to you!” Alicia grinned from ear-to-ear as soon as we entered our hotel room.
“Not happy then?” I smirked.
“Are you kidding? She looked livid!” Alicia laughed her head off and I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. I didn’t brag about anything. I wasn’t a bragger but this made me want to brag from the rooftops. I was actually making someone jealous. Someone was jealous of me. It occurred to me that the majority of Harry’s attention at the brunch outing was focused on me. The only question I had was why? Why is he so interested in me? Maybe I would find out soon.
Saturday, 20th August
I peered through the small window of the plane, my fingers locked together in a sweaty mess. I had never been on a plane before so I was extremely nervous. I felt like I was going to be sick. Alicia, who was seated next to me, linked her arm through mine and held it there tightly, reassuring me that everything was going to be OK. Being on a plane for the first time mixed with the uncertainty of Judges’ Houses made my stomach flip a dozen times. It was all new to me and my head became hazy. I leaned my head back as the plane began to zoom down the runway.
We were on our way to Los Angeles for Judges’ Houses and Harry would be waiting for us at one of his famous mansions. I was so flipping scared because I had to compete against five other girls who all had vocal talent. And only three of us would go through to the live shows. This competition was more stressful than I ever thought it could be.
I had to say goodbye to my family and my friends. I wouldn’t be back for another five days and I would miss them terribly. I knew they were always one call away but not having them around me would be difficult to deal with, especially my brothers. And I was nervous to see Harry again. After making him cry during the Six-seat challenge, I knew I had to step up my game if I was to prove to him that I deserved a spot in his Top 3. With my arm still linked through Alicia’s, my eyes fluttered closed and I drifted off to sleep, welcomed by soft pink lips and piercing green eyes.
We landed in Los Angeles at 11:51 at night and I just wanted to continue sleeping. Fortunately, all of the behind the scenes crew had organised everything for us so we were driven to a hotel and given keys to our rooms. Since there were six of us, we all had to share so we each had a roommate. Alicia and I held onto each other as if we were sisters as we made our way to our room. 9:30 was the latest we could wake up so Alicia and I brushed our teeth quickly before going to sleep, relishing the soft sheets of the hotel beds.
It was exactly 9:02 in the morning when I opened my eyes. Alicia was already awake and in the shower. I reluctantly got out of bed and went over to the window, pulling the curtains away. A view of Los Angeles stood before me, buildings glowing in the sun, the sky a perfect blue.
This was my first time away from home, away from everything I knew, my first time in a different country. The only thing I had that reminded me of home was Alicia, since she was from London like me. As I turned my phone on, Alicia came out of the bathroom, towel-drying her short hair.
“What are you doing?”
“Looking at my texts. I’ve got seven of them.” I laughed as I read each one of them.
From Mum: Hi, sweetheart! Hope your flight was OK and you landed safely! Have fun, relax and I’ll talk to you soon :) xx
From Dad: Hey, darling! Hope you’re doing OK and have a ball in L.A. x
From Reece: How was your flight, big sis? What’s L.A. like?
From Connor: Hey, Kay-Kay! How is it in L.A.? Was the flight OK?
From Michael: Hello, little sis! Everything going alright so far?
From Vanessa: Girl, how was your flight? I miss you already! Please say hi to Harry for me! :D x
From Marcus: Hey, Kaylie! How does it feel to be in L.A.? You lucky thing! And being in the company of Harry Styles, I’m one jealous fucker back here, lol! Miss you, darl, and we’ll talk soon x
I replied to all the texts before going to have a shower. Thankfully, Alicia had taken all the hot water so I savoured the feeling of being under the cascade of steamy water. I put my hair up so it wouldn’t get wet and washed my entire body, including my face. I got changed into my clothes for the day (http://www.polyvore.com/kaylie_judges_houses_part/set?id=206882480) as Alicia adjusted the collar of her denim jacket and ran her hands over her leggings, getting rid of any crinkles or creases. (http://www.polyvore.com/alicia_judges_houses_part/set?id=206882812)
While we were doing our make-up, at exactly 9:48, there was a knock on our door. Alicia finished enhancing her blue eyes with thick mascara and rushed out of the bathroom. When I heard nothing but silence, I decided to speak.
“What is it?” I asked her. In the mirror, I saw Alicia appear in the doorway of the bathroom, a crisp white note in her hands. She looked at me in the mirror and smiled.
“We’re having brunch with Harry.”
“Pardon?!” I cried with shock. Because I moved my hand, I smudged my mascara and a thick black line emerged underneath my right eye. Shit! I grabbed a small pud and ran it under some water, smoothing it across the smudged mascara. As I redid my eye make-up, Alicia repeated herself.
“We’re having brunch with Harry.”
Seriously? I didn’t think my life would ever end up like this. I never thought I would be in this position. Having brunch with Harry Styles? Who can say they’ve done that? I finished my make-up and left my hair in its natural waves, asking Alicia for the note. The X Factor logo was on the back and the words were obviously typed in big black letters.
To The Under 25 Girls,
As per Harry’s request, he would love it if all of you joined him for brunch at Home Restaurant. There is no need to dress up. This is a casual outing. Two cars will drive you to the restaurant at 10:40 so be ready in the foyer at 10:30 because Harry expects all of you to be there by 11 o’clock.
Kind regards,
Producers of The X Factor
I re-read the note three times, trying to let everything sink in. I was about to have brunch with Harry Styles. THE Harry Styles. This is beautifully crazy! Today there would no cameras for the show because the audience did not want to see us going to brunch with Harry. They wanted to hear us sing. But there would be paparazzi. Wherever Harry went, there were camera flashes and videos being taken. I guess I’ll just have to deal with it. I said in my head as Alicia and I began to pack our handbags for the day.
0*0
As the note had stated, two cars, which were huge and black, picked us up at 10:40 so three of us in each car; I was with Alicia and Skye. I fiddled with the gold ring on my right hand, thinking about the day my grandmother gave it to me. I knew she was up there in heaven somewhere, looking down on me and where I was right now. I hoped she was proud of me.
It was exactly 10:54 when we arrived at the restaurant. The three of us got out of the car and the other three girls joined us. I kept my distance from Melody. What she was wearing looked so provocative. (http://www.polyvore.com/melody_judges_houses_part/set?id=206883012) Her short white-blonde hair glowed a pale white in the sun, making me want to tear the strands off her scalp. I thought the note said this was a casual outing, not a damn strip club. The restaurant wasn’t that busy, fortunately, but there were a few people eyeing us because we had four security guards with us.
They led us to the corner of the restaurant where there was an L-shaped couch with couple of tables sitting in front of it. The area was empty apart from one person.
Harry.
“Good morning, ladies.” He smiled at us, leaning back against the brown leather couch. He took my breath away again, just like he did every time I saw him. His hair was out today but pushed back by a pair of black sunglasses. His short-sleeved patterned shirt revealed the tattoos on his chest and arms and I could see his long legs underneath one of the tables, clothed in skinny jeans for the millionth time. Harry shooed the security away and invited us to sit down. Melody rushed straight over to take a seat next to him. Tart! I thought to myself.
Alicia nudged me in the elbow and I stepped forward, mock-glaring at her. Melody batted her eyelashes at Harry but he paid no attention to her. Instead, his eyes were on me. He patted the couch, gesturing for me to sit next to him. I bit my lip and sat down next to Harry, moving my hair behind my left ear.
“So how was the flight?”
“It was good.” Jenna said.
“Although we are a little jetlagged.” Alicia added. I heard Melody mutter “I’m not.” under her breath as she shuffled closer to Harry so that their shoulders were touching. She was invading his personal space but he made no move to stop her. I didn’t want to get that close to him and risk making him uncomfortable. I wasn’t here to flirt with him. I was here to work with him and be mentored under his guidance.
“That’s understandable.” Harry said with a smile.
“How long have you been here in L.A.?” Daisy asked.
“You mean for Judges’ Houses? Only a week. Getting prepared to have you guys at my house and thinking about how happy I am with my Top 6 Girls.” Harry rested one of his hands on his knee and leaned back against the couch, folding my hands underneath my thighs. Melody had a flirty smile on her face and attempted to move her arm through Harry’s but he subtly brushed her hand away, opening the menu in front of him. I bit my lip to stop myself from smirking. Harry clearly wasn’t impressed with Melody’s advances. Can’t he see that she’s not here for the right reasons? She just wants to hook up with him! But she did have a fantastic voice that I would gladly strangle out of her if I could. Then I wouldn’t have to fucking worry about her.
“Let’s order, ladies.” Harry suggested. Us girls leaned forward and opened up our menus. There were entrees, sandwiches, soups, wraps, salads and burgers. Everything looked delicious. As I scanned over the food that was on offer, I saw Harry glancing at me briefly out of the corner of my eye. I had no clue why he was looking at me. I swallowed nervously, knowing I was the subject of his gaze. Chatter broke out between the other girls as they decided on what to eat. After I made my decision, I reached for the beverages menu. Harry had the same idea so our hands brushed momentarily because we reached for the menu at the same time.
I felt my cheeks turn a light shade of pink, right in front of the other girls. Luckily, the majority of them were still in conversation. I caught Alicia smirk at me before returning to looking at her menu. I looked at Harry who raised his eyebrow at me before grabbing the beverages menu, a small smile tugging at his pink lips. He opened it and leaned to my side so that his shoulder touched mine.
“What do you feel like drinking?” He asked me. He was so bloody close to me and I felt butterflies swarm in my stomach. He made me so nervous. I could hear my own heart pounding and I was scared that Harry could hear it too. I licked my lips as I looked at the drinks on offer, knowing his gaze darted from me to the menu.
“Um…what are you having?” I asked.
“I’m thinking about a Bloody Mary. A cucumber and jalapeno one.” Harry said.
“Guess I’ll have a Bloody Mary too then. But only with cucumber.” I looked at him after I spoke and got lost in the colour of his eyes. The shade of green was unheard of. His eyes practically sparkled, as if they were emeralds. I believed we had a special moment. A connection. I could feel it. But it was broken the waiter came over, asking us if we were ready to order. I tore my eyes away from Harry’s and looked back at my menu, remembering what I wanted to eat.
We ordered our drinks then our food. I played it safe with a salmon salad and Alicia chose a jerk chicken wrap. Skye and Jenna both ordered a healthy multigrain salad wrap while Daisy ordered the BLTA sandwich. Melody went all out and picked fish tacos and Harry chose a curried chicken salad. The waiter collected our menus and told us our drinks would arrive in a few minutes, walking off back into the restaurant.
“So have you girls picked out an individual song to perform tomorrow?” Harry asked us. The answer to his question was yes although we didn’t tell him what songs we were going to be singing. That was going to a surprise for him. Mine was The Power Of Love by Gabrielle Aplin. I had been practicing over the past fortnight, studying the lyrics and singing them in my bedroom at home. My performance tomorrow was dedicated to my late grandmother. She had been everything to me and we had done so much together. She loved my singing and I knew that if she was alive right now, she would have been on-board with my brothers in pressuring me to audition for The X Factor. Well, Grandma, look where I am now!
“Do you have a guest judge with you, Harry?” Alicia asked just as our drinks arrived. Mine looked very yummy, the cucumber slices clinging to the rim of the glass, the liquid a pastel orange.
“Yes, I do. And I’m not telling you who it is.” Harry chuckled and took a long gulp of his Bloody Mary. We all pouted at him, trying to get him to reveal his guest judge, but to no avail. His lips were sealed. I wrapped my fingers around my cold glass and took a small sip of my Bloody Mary. I had never tried one before but it was nice and I found myself licking my lips before taking another sip. It tasted really good. Like really good.
I put my glass back down on the table and looked at Harry who sipped his drink, his green eyes on me. I cocked an eyebrow at him innocently.
“What?”
“You seem to like the drink.” He nodded his head at my glass.
“Yeah, I do. It tastes really nice.” I said with a smile. In that moment, I completely forget he was my mentor. I forgot I was in a competition. Where we were was so casual, it was like we were all friends catching up. Except I was crushing hard on Harry. I mean, I always had a crush on him ever since I became a fan but actually sitting next to him, being the subject of his green gaze, made my crush for him grown 1,000 times more. I never thought this is where I would be. Who could ever think that? I felt so lucky.
“Are you ready? For tomorrow?” He asked me.
“I think so. I mean, I’ve practiced and I know what I want to carry across through my performance.”
“I look forward to it, Kaylie.” Harry smiled delicately at me. I was about to say something but our food arrived, preventing me from talking. My salmon salad looked very scrumptious and I didn’t waste time in picking up my cutlery, digging into the food.
0*0
The brunch continued smoothly and conversation emerged between all of us girls and Harry. It was nice to just sit down, have some nice food and talk. We talked about all sorts of things, from what made him decide to be a judge this year to our families to what our ambitions were. Overall, I had a wonderful time.
About two hours into our brunch outing, a crowd had begun to gather outside the restaurant. Obviously, the news of Harry being out and about had been discovered and I could hear girls screaming, asking for Harry to come out and take photos. Fortunately, we had already finished all our food and we were thinking about leaving anyway.
The security guards returned as we said our goodbyes to Harry. He hugged all of us but my hug with him lasted a little longer than the others and he even gave me a kiss on the cheek. My cheeks turned pink again as I said goodbye and left the restaurant, walking beside Alicia. We all managed to get into the cars safely with no intrusions. The security guards stayed behind to help Harry with all the fans while we all returned to the hotel. All I remembered was the feeling of his gentle lips on my skin, setting my heart aflutter.
“You should’ve seen the look on Melody’s face when Harry was talking to you!” Alicia grinned from ear-to-ear as soon as we entered our hotel room.
“Not happy then?” I smirked.
“Are you kidding? She looked livid!” Alicia laughed her head off and I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. I didn’t brag about anything. I wasn’t a bragger but this made me want to brag from the rooftops. I was actually making someone jealous. Someone was jealous of me. It occurred to me that the majority of Harry’s attention at the brunch outing was focused on me. The only question I had was why? Why is he so interested in me? Maybe I would find out soon.
Notes
I felt so bad in being slack with updating so that’s why I wrote a couple of chapters in one go and asked you guys if you wanted another update :) Many of you seemed pretty eager for another chapter so I hope you guys enjoyed it! I love you all!
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11/19/17