Part 1

~~~Dear diary,
I'm writing this on my way home from the x factor house, Cher's diary gave me the idea to write one. No, I wasn't a contestant. I was just a dancer who fell for the wrong boy. It was only 5 minutes ago that I closed the door to the house and left for good. The vocal coach, Evie, gave me her card, she thinks I can sing! I mean, I always knew I could hold a note. But not well enough for someone like her to notice me! I'm going to call her as soon as I get home, but I will have a lot of explaining to do. I've told no one I have left, not even Chantel; I just packed my bags and walked out the door. I can't go home though; my friends will have seen the newspapers with me and…Louis all over the front. I think I am going to check into a hotel, well, that's all I have to write, bye. Taylor xx~~~

My life is a mess. The only thing that could cheer me up is if Niall would text me back. I smiled as I said his name. I had to stop this, he was my friend! Nothing more. I told the taxi driver to pull over; I had just seen the hotel that me and mum stayed in when we visited London to look at my university. That seems so long ago. It was very cheap, but the rooms were so nice, and there was a pool. I think the only reason it is so cheap is because the service is terrible! But I won't be eating there anyway, I can't afford it. I think I remember there being a burger king over the road anyway.

I walked up to the front desk with a fake smile, I checked in for a week. That would be the minimum amount of time I would be staying here, while I thought things over. The woman gave me my room key and I walked towards the lift. I felt a buzz in my pocket, it was Niall texting me back.

Hey Taylor, what do you mean you're sorry?

That was all I had text him, 'I'm sorry' there was nothing more I could say. I couldn't go back to that house where Louis was, but I knew Niall would miss me, I mean; I was going to miss him too. As I threw my bag onto my bed, a thought hit me. Chantel? Oh no, she had a crush on Niall, and I think he had liked her for a while. I couldn't text her though, she would just remind me of Louis, and she would ask me where I was. I jumped as my phone started to ring. I didn't even bother to look at who it was; I just assumed it was Niall, big mistake.

"Taylor! What the hell were you doing last night?" I didn't say anything, it was Louis. "Look! I know you were with Niall! So are you like, with him now? DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT ME!" He shouted. I started at the phone in disbelief, how did he even have the nerve to shout at me for something that he was doing with Cher? "No Louis, you don't care about me." I put the phone down. I was shaking. My phone started to ring again; I bet it was Louis calling to have another go at me. Wrong again, it was Niall. "Taylor? Are you okay? I just overheard Louis calling you. And where are you? I thought you were coming back to the studio?" He asked. "Niall…" I trailed off. "I've left." "What do you mean, you've left?" "well…I'm currently sat in a hotel room." I sighed, sitting down on the bed. "You have left the show! You can't just throw all this away! You told me how big an opportunity this was for you!" H shouted. "I know, but…can you just come to the hotel, I'll explain then". I gave him all the details and he agreed to come over straight after rehearsals.

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We sat in the hotel room for hours, I told him everything. Including what had happened with Evie earlier that day. Before I knew it, the clock read 11:00. "Niall, its eleven o'clock!" He groaned, I could tell he wanted to stay here. "Do you want to stay here? You can sleep on the sofa in the corner." "Thanks Taylor, I can't face Louis tonight, he keeps asking me if we are together, and now we have both disappeared again, he will be even angrier…" Niall sighed, climbing onto the coach. "But oh well, he deserves to suffer after what hes put you through…" His voice slowly started to trail off. I looked over at the sofa to see him curled up in a ball, snores softly escaping his lips. "Thanks Niall." I whispered.