They Don't Know About Us

Chapter 8

"I still can't believe we have Simon as our mentor Conor! Do you know what he could do with us after this competition?! Even if we don't win we could still make it into the music industry! Oh my god this is going to be great!" Conor laughed as I was speaking ridiculously fast.

"One step at a time Ali, we need to make it through to the live shows first!" We were currently sitting on a plane waiting to be taken away to Simon’s house in Florida. 

"Simon would be stupid not to put you through Conor, don't worry you'll be fine! It's me that's got to worry about getting through." Conor raised an eyebrow at me. 

"You're not being serious right now Ali? Do you know how good you actually are? I'm betting my money on you to win this competition and you're very likable so how can the public not like you? You've got this in the bag, trust me!" Conor's kind words gave me a bit of hope but that's only one person’s opinion on me, others might not like me as much...

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"I can't believe we're in Florida! At Simons house, I have never been so excited but scared at the same time!" Conor placed both of his hands on my shoulders to stop me bouncing up and down. 

"I'm going to find my room, promise me you won't do something stupid?" I rolled my eyes at him. 

"Conor I'm 16 not 6." I folded my arms over my chest and he gave me a little wink. He walked away and I was left standing in the hall way by myself. I noticed a picture on the walls which was truly beautiful. It was a man and women embraced in each other’s arms, you couldn't see their faces as they were hidden in each other’s body's. 

"I love that painting; it shows the true meaning of love." I looked up to see Simon staring at the painting next to me.

"It does, but I wouldn't think this was your type of thing Simon." He gave me a little smile before shrugging his shoulders. 

"What can I say, I love a fine piece of art, anyway, today, relax get settled and tomorrow someone will come get you around 12 and then you will perform your song of choice and I get to decide what goes on from there." He patted my shoulder before walking away. I took one last glance at the painting before walking away and finding my room. I eventually found it and it was beautiful. Everything matched perfectly and I was happy to see a large double bed pushed against one of the walls. There was a large mirror and an en suite which I was incredibly happy about. I noticed a swimming pool when I first got here so I think I'll go for a swim as it’s so hot in here. I stripped off my clothes and got into my bikini. I wrapped a towel around me and made my way towards the swimming pool. 

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I had been in for the swimming pool for only 10 minutes when I was rudely disturbed. 

"CANON BALL!!" The next thing I know, there was a large splash and a loud laugh coming from behind me. I knew exactly who it was. I swum around and saw Conor in a fit of laughter.

"You think your funny do you?!" He just nodded his head, unable to speak due to the fact he was laughing so much. “I'll show you funny!" I swam towards him and splashed a whole load of water towards him.

"HEY! Stop that!" 

"Who's laughing now hey!" 

"I said stop that!" Conor quickly swam towards me and before I had a chance to react I was violently tugged under water. I began laughing under the water which wasn’t a good idea as I soon began to swallow the huge amounts of the killer liquid. I swam up to the surface and found myself coughing violently. “Ali! Are you okay?” I nodded my head at him when I finally stopped coughing.

“Just swallowed a little bit of water, it’s all good! But that wasn’t very nice of you to do that to me!” I pushed him against the swimming pool wall and he had a smile playing at the corner of his lips. He spun quickly so the situation was reversed with him pinning me now. His face came closer and his lips pressed against my neck. I moved my head to the side so he had better access and he bit down on my skin slightly. Shivers ran through my body and when he pulled away it felt like my skin was burning. My eyes snapped open when I realised that they were still closed and he had stopped harassing my skin with his mouth.