*MATURE CONTENT* Harry broke the kiss and began kissing down her neck. He pulled the collar of her hoodie to the side so that he could suck on one his favorite parts of her. There was just something sexy about her collarbone. She gasped at the conta...
Harry was on cloud nine. He couldn't believe he was going to be achieving his dreams. Never in a million years did he think this would happen. Sure he dreamt about it, but this was actually happening! He would be forever grateful for his mum signing him up for X Factor.
"Harry!" A familiar voice exclaimed behind him as he was practically floating to the elevator at the Wembley Arena.
"Oh, hi Sim—erm Mr. Cowell." Harry awkwardly croaks out making Simon chuckle.
"Simon is fine Harry. We will be seeing much more of each other now." He smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
Simon Cowell was a lot nicer off camera and it put Harry at ease a bit.
"Alright then, Simon." Harry smiles.
"I just wanted to personally tell you congratulations! A dear friend of mine told me you had something special and for me not to screw this up. She's bloody right. You're going to be huge. The whole lot of you." Simon smiled assuringly.
A dear friend? Another person he should be forever grateful for. Harry decided to start making a mental list of people to write thank you letters to.
"Do you mind if I ask who you are referring to?" Harry's cheeks begin to redden. It was probably his mum again.
"Nicole Samson, or Nikki as we all call her or she has tantrum. She says you have something special. She got into this industry quite young, as well. She would be a great mentor for you." Simon's phone goes off and he looks at the screen. "Bloody hell, I better take this. I will see you next week to finalize the contracts!" He quickly walks off to answer the phone call while Harry is left stunned.
Nicole Samson said that he had something special?! She's a lyrical genius not to mention that voice and—Harry facepalmed. He was actually acting like a fangirl.
He finally wandered into the elevator and as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand jolted out to keep them from closing.
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Harry's eyes widened and he's pretty sure his jaw dropped to the floor. She was here watching the show?! Nicole Samson?! He bit his lip in nervousness as she smiled softly and entered the elevator.
She was so naturally beautiful in person. He liked how casual she looked in boyfriend jeans and a tied up crop top. Her long dark hair fell around her in waves. She smelled heavenly—like jasmine and cherry blossoms. What is that perfume...
Nikki glanced over at Harry, catching him staring. He immediately looks forward turning the brightest shade of red. Should she say something? No...she didn't want to embarrass him more than he already was. In order to lessen the tension, she begins to hum a familiar tune while pressing the lift button for the ground floor.
