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>Louis' POV<
"Obviously, I want one of my contestants to win. I want that insanely proud feeling and I want to be able to rub it in everyone's face." One set of blue eyes and one set of brown ones stared up at me. "I'm down to the both of you." I looked back and forth between Megan and Delilah. "Except this season, I'm not going to tell you guys that you have to prove yourself to me or to step up your game because I need this. I love both of you too much for that. Do this for you." Megan nodded and Delilah smiled. "So with that being said, this weeks theme is role models. You are to pick a song by the artist that you admire and who has influenced you the most." Megan's eyes lit up.
"Can I do Taylor Swift again?!" She begged. I laughed at her enthusiasm.
"If you'd like. Megan, you're in room C13 today and Delilah, you're next door in C14." Delilah's eyebrows were wrinkled together and Megan quickly ran for the door.
"What's wrong?" I stared at her shaking hand that gripped her phone so tightly that it was red as a tomato. She just shook her head and headed to the door.
>Delilah's POV<
I assumed Louis was going to Megan's rehearsal room first, so raced to the room from my text message. Once I found it, I stood in the door way and watched Declan's perfect figure. He took steps around the almost empty room. It wasn't exactly a pace, more like his feet were just carrying him. He had said he wanted to see me, to talk to me actually. His arm extended over his head and bent so his hand reached the back of his shirt. He played with the tag a little as he bit down on his bottom lip.
"What's wrong?" His eyes quickly darted to where I stood in the door way.
"I'm a fucking asshole." Immediately, I started shaking my head. And took a step into the room.
"No, you're not."
"Yes, I am!" He slammed his hand down on the desk, one of the only pieces of furniture this office contained. There was a desk with a chair and a couch on the other side. I couldn't really tell if this room was actually used ad an office or was just one of the many other rooms people go to for privacy. Angrily, Declan grabbed his phone off the desk and quickly started typing. Then he lowered his phone and stared at me. "I can't believe what I did to you."
"Declan, it's fine. We've both moved on."
"No! It's not because you don't deserve that! You didn't deserve the way I treated you. Roman deserves you and he's so lucky to have you."
"I don't understand!" I yelled to him, frustrated. "Why'd you ask me to come?" I was still standing about 5 feet from him.
"Check my last tweet." Then he collapsed on the couch beside him. I pulled out my phone and opened up my twitter app, only to find twitter in complete chaos, yet again.
@YourPrinceDeclan: I'm in love with her...
@Noelle_Malik: good luck on trying to get a girl who's in love with my brother.
My mouth fell as I looked back at Declan's expectant, water-filled brown eyes.
"I broke up with my girlfriend." His voice cracked and was deeper than usual. Declan's head fell, ashamed, to his hands in his lap. I walked over to the couch, unsure of my own feelings, and sat beside him. I placed my left hand on his shoulder and took the crook of his elbow in my right hand. He swallowed the lump in his throat and looked back over to me.
"If you loved me, why Noelle?"
"At the time, I didn't realize how much I needed you."
"Roman's going to find out." I told him, scaring myself a little.
"I'm not trying to steal you from him. I'm glad you're with someone who appreciates you and isn't going to cheat on you like I did." I pulled my hands away and stared at my own lap. This was really uncomfortable for me.
"I need to get back to rehearsal." I told him and myself at the same time. Without looking at him, I quickly kissed him on the cheek and hurried away.
God, what the hell do I do now.
>Roman's POV<
I threw my head back laughing at what my mom was saying to Erika, Niall, and Harry.
"Mom! That isn't socially acceptable!" I warned her, jokingly.
All of a sudden, out of no where, Noelle came barging into the office, tears streaming down her face.
"Baby, what's wrong?" My mom asked in her sweet mother voice.
"Noelle?" I questioned, taking a step towards my twin.
"I never want to see your fucking girlfriend or her fucking mom ever again!" She yelled in my face, venom in her voice. Before she could storm back out, I grabbed her arm tightly.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"It's all over twitter!" She stared at me. Her eyes literally penetrated mine. But she's my twin. I share the exact same eyes and I know all of the secret emotions they hold. She can act as angry as she wants, but with that there was a bit of sadness in those pupils. Ashamedly, my first instinct as her brother was to be angry at Delilah, no matter what had happen between her and Noelle.
Niall already had twitter up on his phone before Noelle was even over the threshold. I watched the adults check out what was happening. Then they all looked up at me, at the exact same time. Niall took a few steps toward me and handed over his phone.
"I think you should see this." Erika and my mom were already pulling their phones out as well to check it out even more.
It was an all out shipping war.
Team Declan, Team Roman, Team Declan, Team Roman. People were going almost Larry shipping crazy. They were all so intense on who's team they were on and all I could think was why? What happened to make people believe this was even a competition? Then I noticed a couple of retweets.
@YourPrinceDeclan: I'm in love with her...
@Noelle_Malik: @DeclanYourPrince good luck on trying to get a girl who's in love with my brother.
Oh my fucking god...I gave Niall his phone back and bolted out of there faster than lightning. My hands automatically balled into fists and I could feel my skin become boiling red. I could hear the adults calling to me and trying to keep up with me but all I could think of was my girl, MY girl, and the idiot who'd already fucked her over once before.
I barged right into the first room in the C hallway. I heard music stop but realized it wasn't Declan so I moved onto the next room and the next one. Finally I could hear his band's destinct sound through the fifth door. Right as my hand landed on the doorknob someone else's hand fell on my shoulder.
"Calm down!" Niall's voice echoed in my ear but I pulled away from him and swung the door open. It was like I was hunting an animal or something. I was so pissed that everything in the room seemed to blur together until my eyes landed on Declan's surprised face and then everything was way too clear for reality. I ran up to him, one fist in the air. I could hear everyone yelling at me to stop, but I didn't. I didn't stop when I heard more people come into the room. I didn't stop for all the hands trying to pull me away. I didn't even stop when I heard Delilah's voice behind me. I didn't stop until my fist connected with a face. Unfortanetly, it wasn't Declan. Delilah's eyes spun back into her head as she fell over onto her back, unconscious. It took me a few moments to understand what had happened. I watched everyone swarm over her and then realization smacked me in the face.
I just hit my girlfriend.
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Our entire X Factor entourage took up most of the boring waiting room. Everyone had come as for Delilah. Declan sat down right beside me.
"That's really fucking stupid of you." I mumbled to him.
"You're gonna beat me up in a hospital?" He asked, rhetorically. "I'm not trying to steal your girl or anything. She's better off with you, I was just letting the world know how I felt."
"How sweet." I rolled my eyes. and stared down at the white-specked floor.
After a good 30 minutes of all of us sitting in the waiting room on twitter and about a billion follow sprees later, Delilah was finally awake. Her mom was in the room with her. Simon and Liam came in though the front doors, thousands of flashes from cameras behind them. Simon had a grim look on his face as he scanned over us all.
"Do any of you even want to be in this competition? Do any of you actually want to win?" His voice was rough and mean. We all looked around confused. "If any of you actually wanted this, you wouldn't be sitting here. You'd be rehearsing your arse's off for the show in four days." Megan rose hesitantly from her spot in the corner.
"This is our friend. I'd rather screw up on stage than not be there for her." We all looked around at each other. Wow, you go, Megan. Simon stared at Megan for a few moments before averting his eyes to Declan.
"You are in big trouble." With one agitated look he headed down the hall to Delilah's room, Liam following at his heel.
---------Author's Note---------
Yay! Finally an update! Sorry guys, I just got back from vacation and of course we didn't have wifi due to too much downloading.. Lol but the issues fixed and now updates will be regular.
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I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter :) I start school Monday, unfortunately... Let me know in the comments when you guys start school, I'm curious..
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