Hey Y'all. This is my new story of X Factor's Presenter "Dermot O'Leary" and Contestant "Diana Vickers"

Now i had already written this but OMG anyone see Derm hug her and pull her back to kiss her!! My laptop is still broken atm i'm hoping it will be fixed in the next week or so *fingers crossed* so updates might be slow. But anyways hope you like and enjoy. I gotta loads of ideas for this.

Diana & Dermot – Dinamot

With Or Without You

Chapter 1

Diana was staring of into space again. She couldn't believe the way her life had turned out since she'd auditioned for x factor. She'd met the most amazing people and had the best mentor. Above all that, she was highly popular on the show – which was a bonus.

She was waiting for Cheryl to come and tell her what song she'd be performing on Saturday's show this time. The theme was love songs and whilst there was many love songs out there and had been for the last century or whatever – not all of them matched her rare and spectacular voice. Cheryl headed into Diana's room, in a short cut of dress and looked gorgeous as always.

"Hiya, Diana. You alright?" She asked in her strong accent. Diana nodded and got up to hug her mentor. "I suppose your wandering what song you're having this weekend eh?" Diana nodded again and Cheryl grinned. She got what appeared to be a clipboard and said: "Now there seems to be a change of plan-"

"What do you mean, Chez?" Diana asked, her stomach beginning to swirl as if she was about to be delivered bad news. Cheryl took note of this.

"Its nothing bad, my sweets." She let out a high pitched giggle and Diana was able to breathe again. "Simon just wants to try this new exercise." Cheryl rolled her eyes and Diana let out a little giggle. "Something about controlling your emotions, I think he said?" Diana looked at Cheryl confused, what did that have to do with performing? Although in a way, she guessed it did. You know, you don't want to start blubbing on stage do you? "Anyways, I think its just a way for Simon to go on a date with Ruth!" Diana burst out laughing and clutched her stomach.

"Wait – a date?" Diana asked, confused. Cheryl rolled her eyes again and nodded.

"Don't ask." She said, her accent coming out strong again. She lined her pen down the list and began muttering to herself. "What a surprise, it appears Simon's with Ruth." The girls giggled together and then Cheryl looked at her clipboard once again. "Alex is with Austin. Bless, I think Austin was quite nervous. Alex comes on a bit strong some times." Diana, smiled timidly. The laughter of the dates had been short lived as she realised there was a chance she may get partnered up with Eoughan, he was a nice lad and sure had the hots for her but she wasn't interested. It didn't help that everyone partnered them together all the time because their ages were so close. "Laura is with me…" Cheryl continued and it appeared Cheryl was now haunting a faint blush on her usual tanned cheeks. Diana raised her eyebrow at this, knowing full well of Laura's crush for Cheryl. What a coincidence.

"Who am I with?" Diana couldn't contain it no longer knowing there was a chance she may get with Eoughan, she needed to know now so that she could come with a fool-proof plan about her being ill.

"Sorry, Di. I'm rambling on aren't I?" Cheryl's eyes skimmed her clipboard until she came across Diana's name. "Now you, Young lady." Cheryl started, pointing her ball point pen at Diana. "Was extremely difficult. We was at first going to have you with one of the JLS boys but we thought cause there's four of them it would be much funnier them going on a date with each other. I was going to have Rachel but we put her with Daniel instead. We haven't actually put you with on of the finalists, I'm afraid."

"Oh." Was all Diana said. She felt her mood deflate. Was she going to be the odd one out?

"So, I came up with someone else and he is much a part of this show as the finalists and judges really. Your going on a date with Dermot is that okay Diana?" Diana blushed as she thought about her leaning over the table and acting as if she was a couple with Dermot O'Leary. "Diana is that okay?" Diana didn't answer; it had appeared she had gone of in a world of her own. "Diana? Diana?" Cheryl gave her a little nudge.

"Huh? You say something Cheryl?" Diana asked politely, trying to ignore the fact she's been thinking about Dermot. Cheryl shook her head.

"So, Dermot should pick you up around…" Cheryl looked at her watch. "Eight okay?" Diana nodded a little too enthusiastically. "Okay, well I have no idea what Dermot's like on a date but act and dress like you would on a normal date okay?"

"Sure." Diana replied, already excited. She was so thankful she hadn't been partnered up with Eoughan.

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"Don't try to tell me what to do, don't try to tell me what to say, I'm better of that way…" Diana sang to the piano that was being played as she sung her heart out. She loved that song so much, she wasn't so sure if it was right for her voice but whenever was a song? Every show she'd managed to make the song her own and with praise from the judges. Once Diana had finished with her song and practice she had exactly 3 hours to make herself look hot and sexy, like she would any date. Think of it as any normal date. Diana thought. How on earth was she supposed to do that? Its hard to be your 'normal self' when your around Dermot O'Leary.

Diana continued to think this way as she stepped into the shower, she washed herself clean, wrapping a fluffy towel round her small body. She blow dried her hair straight and got out all the make up she had brought with her since she'd moved into the 'X Factor Palace'. She had no idea what to wear let alone what make up to put on. "Dress like you normally would". Diana repeated in her head.

"But you can't dress normally when you're on a fucking date with Dermot O'Fucking Leary!!" Diana screamed aloud. She headed towards her closet, threw open her doors in an angry manner. She looked at her arrangements of dresses. That was a little to fancy, right? Considering it wasn't a real date and all. She sighed, she couldn't really wear trousers either which meant she'd have to settle on a skirt. Diana shuddered at the fact that none of her skirts went anywhere near knee length.

She finally settled on a plain black skirt and a simple tank top, she would wear a bolero or something over the top. She didn't even know where her and Dermot were going. She decided to straighten her hair completely as everyone had always seen her hair with the 'messed up look'. Why not shock Dermot? That would certainly cause a few giggles for her.

She did her make up simple and classy and sprayed some perfume. Not that Dermot would be smelling her or anything. After all it wasn't a proper date.

When her clock struck eight, Diana immediately fell into the pattern of pacing down her small but very elegant room. She was nervous – why was she nervous? It wasn't even a real date just a test of some kind. Sure, Dermot was attractive and very good looking but it wasn't like she fancied him. Right?

Okay, so when she would head round to Cheryl's house to practice and she would see him there- due to the fact that Cheryl and Dermot were such good friends, the sight of him would make her heart race a little faster and when she was about to go on stage, after he'd just announced her and he would whisper 'good luck' in her ear, his whispery breath on her would send shiver shocks through her body, constantly until she was far away from him.

The time Diana felt the most awkward and yet comfortable at the same time was when her and Dermot were alone - truly alone. Whether Cheryl and just popped to the shop or Laura had gone to Cheryl about her singing or something. Diana was mostly silent when she was around Dermot and it seemed whenever he was near her she pictured them hugging or a close bond type picture in her mind. When she felt Dermot next to her, his hand on her wrist, his arm round her shoulder she would get a sudden picture in her mind of her and Dermot cuddled up together in bed. But that didn't mean she liked him, liked him. Did it? Diana sighed and waited for the knock on her door.

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Dermot headed up the finely, polished stairs, a bouquet of lilies in his hand. Well he had to give Diana something regardless of whether it was a real date or not.

He walked straight up to Diana's door and placed his hand which had curled into a fist, hesitating he wondered whether he should knock. Well he had to get her out somehow! He dropped his hand to his side. What was the chances he was going to get with Diana? On the date, he meant. Though of course, thoughts of getting with Diana in a loving, romantic maybe sexual way didn't shock him. He'd thought about them plenty of times already. Especially at night.

Dermot slowly walked away from the door, heading back towards the stairs. What was he doing? Dermot turned back around and headed back to the door – this time with more confidence although he had to admit not much. He raised his hand again just like before but this time he dropped it quicker. He made his way back to the stairs. He thanked God that no one was in the house to see his little charade and that they had all gone out on their 'dates' already. Damn him and his stupid schedule not allowing him to spend more time with Diana. He marched up to Diana's door for the first time and before he could talk himself out of it, knocked hard and loud. Diana jumped at the harsh sound and put her hand over her heart – although it had nothing to do with the fact that someone had just knocked on her door, more likely because of who it was…

Diana opened her door, in one swift movement. Dermot stood in a smart yet casual suit, it looked good on him. Very good. Dermot had raised an eyebrow at Diana. Gosh she looks stunning, Dermot thought. Dermot handed her the flowers, which she gladly took, an unfaltering smile plastered on her face.

"Aw, thanks Derm." Diana said, taking the flowers and placing them in an empty vase already filled with water. Diana, still grinning headed over to Dermot and placed a light kiss on her cheek as if on instinct. She blushed when she realised what she'd done and he too felt the heat rise in his cheeks. "Erm…shall we go?" Diana asked, shattering the silence that seemed to have formed. Dermot nodded, seeming to have lost his voice. He placed out his arm and Diana giggled as she took it.

"You look beautiful by the way." Dermot told her, Diana smiled sweetly at him but not before placing another sweet kiss on his cheek.

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