"Hell yeah!" I replied with a chuckle. "Now what're we doing today?" I questioned, plopping onto the sofa next to Danny.

"We are practising for the final." Danny stated, standing up and pulling me with him, only I collided with his chest. Our eyes met and we both froze as if in a trance. I was getting a strange feeling of de ja vu. What happened last night? Someone cleard their throat behind us breaking us apart. Mark.

"It's time to go rehears." Boldie informed us and I sighed before they all left....apart from Glen.

"You really wanna knoe what happened, don't you, Dalin?" Glen asked and I nodded. The man put his arms around me, pulling me into a soft hug. "Don't worry you worry child." I burts out laughing, burrying my head into his chest.

"And they say Mark's the funny one." I mumbled with a grin and we walked out to the car.

"We're catching the train to London." I was told by Dan , who I was sat next to. I nodded. It didn't seem like it took long with the guys messing around the whole time.

"Oh do me a favour guys, don't get drunk the night of the final." I pleaded, I really wanted Andrea to win. The three men agreed.

Afew days later and it was the day of the final. I was sat with Andrea in her dressing room, giving her a few tips.

"So you and Danny have known each other, how long?" She asked.

"Almost ninteen years, since I was born." I told her for the thousandth time.

"The necklace you wear....was his." The woman stated and I nodded with a chuckle.

"He gave it to me the day that we were leaving Ireland." I replied, thinking back to that day, it had been so long. "So how do you feel about going on stage?" I asked and Andrea gave me a nervous look.

"I'm terrified. I really want to win but what if I mess up?" She answered.

"You'll be fine and you get to perform with the guys." I reminded her and it was that moment that Danny decided to join us.

"Hey girls. What you talkin about?" He greeted with a smirk in my direction.

"Girl stuff." I answered with a chuckle as I tried to get rid of the butterflies in my stomach from Danny's smirk.

"I can act like a girl too, so tell me....Everything!" Dan pleaded in his 'girl' voice. I thought about it for a minute.

"Well you see, I'm just wondering how many tampons and-"

"Okay, okay, I'm going!" Danny yelled and ran screaming from the room. Andrea and I burst out laughing.

"Well that worked." I said trying to stop laughing.

"Hey, what's up with Danny?" Glen asked from the door making Andrea and I laugh even harder for five minutes. As soon as we stopped, Glen sneezed and I burst out laughing again. I heard footsteps running to the room as I laughed.

"Umm...What happened?" Jess asked and I felt her look at me as I continued my laughing fit.

"I haven't a clue." Glen replied and I heard heels coming toward me after some whispering between Danny and Jess.

"Okay I;m sorry to have to do thia, Lacey. But Dan says it's the only thing that works." Jess apologized before I felt a stinging on my cheep. I immediately stopped laughin.

"Thanks, Jess." I breathed while rubbing my stomach,. "That hurt." I mumbled, referring to my laughin fit.

"You used to do that all the time as a kid when Mark would help babysit you." Dan commented and I chuckled at the memories. My chuckle earned weary glances from everyone, they thought that I was going to have another laughing fit. Then it was time for the judges and contestants to go. I was left with Glen and Mark.

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