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My palms are sweaty, my heart is beating a million beats per second. All the boys have wished me luck and Harry did subtly. I know he heard Louis and I talking the other night and I have tried to talk to him but he dodges me completely.


The lights go down and my first ever performance begins.


This is a shout out to my ex
Heard he in love with some other chick
Yeah yeah, that hurt me, I'll admit
Forget that boy, I'm over it
I hope she gettin’ better sex
Hope she ain't fakin’ it like I did, babe
Took four long years to call it quits
Forget that boy, I'm over it

I have minimal choreography, more forestalling around the stage and encouraging the crowd. I spot the boys on the front table and see Niall dancing a bit.


Shout out to my ex, you're really quite the man
You made my heart break and that made me who I am
Here's to my ex, hey, look at me now
Well, I'm all the way up
I swear you'll never, you'll never bring me down
Shout out to my ex, you're really quite the man
(You're quite the man)
You made my heart break and that made me who I am
Here's to my ex, hey, look at me now
Well, I'm, I'm all the way up, I swear you'll never bring me down
(You'll never bring me down)
Shout out to my ex, you're really quite the man
You made my heart break and that made me who I am
Here's to my ex, hey, look at me now
(Won't you just look at me now)
Well, I'm, all the way up
I swear you'll never, you'll never bring me down
You'll never bring me down


I emphasise every single lyric sending a direct message to Chris.

"Thank you." I say in the mic and bow down.


The adrenaline is pure and amazing I see why the boys ravish in this part of the job. I feel like I accomplished something major.


I return to my dressing room and check my phone, twitter blowing up and congratulation and amazing messages sent, and a message I'm kinda glad I clearly got the message across.


Chris:
SLUT!

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I mix and mingle with some other artists in the room at the afterparty. I can't believe how much I enjoyed it, I definitely want to keep this going, write more music and perform. I spot Harry across the room and make my way over.


"Hey H." He turns around, "Hey you were amazing out there." He hugs me.

"Thanks." Ok Olivia you can do this, "Umm did you maybe wanna have dinner tomorrow night?"


"Ohh umm."

"Hey Harry." A tall blonde girl interrupts. Taylor Swift. "I actually have plans sorry."

"Oh no that's fine. I'll see you in the studio on Monday."

Oh my god I should have the words DUMB LOSER written across my forehead.

I haul out for a cab and return to my home.

I don't bother changing it's four in the morning, why am I so upset about this, I never thought about dating Harry until Louis had mentioned it, could these feelings maybe already have been here and I was too blind to notice?

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