Danny's point of view.

I'm not enjoying myself right now. The chair is starting to dig in my back so I want to lean forward but then Will might look at me and say something so I better not. It has been 30 minutes since I made a fool of myself and I can't stop feeling embarrassed. It just didn't feel as though it was the right time to tell him, it would have been rushed anyway.

I can see him out of the corner of my eye and he looks as though he keeps trying to get my attention but I ignore him. He's probably really confused about what happened it's not like he knew what was going on in my head.

Suddenly I can hear the room fall silent, then five seconds later faint footsteps emerge getting gradually louder and louder and then the first breath can be heard before they start singing. The three of them have turned their chairs for her. I didn't really see if the others were looking at me wondering if I was going to turn or trying to get me to turn. It's not like she is not any good it's just I'm not in the mood for being competitive and having to argue with the other coaches especially Will.

I speak first just saying about why I didn't turn around, not giving the real reason but just saying about how she should go with one of the others. I want to speak first so then I can just sit back and zone out from all of the heated competition and rivalry for a while. I can spot the occasional name drop from Tom or a rhyme from Will but other than that I only have my own thoughts.

The rest of the day goes by slowly and I haven't turned my chair around once since this morning. The audience starts to disappear from the studio and security guards shout from all directions telling people where to find the exits. I want to leave as quickly as possible so there is a less of a chance that I will have to talk to Will. I stand up too quickly and end up putting too much force on the base of the chair and it causes part of the chair to break. Then the next thing I know I'm lying on the floor flat on my face.

I'm about to get up but then as I lift my face up from the ground I notice somebody with red spiked shoes standing in front of me. Of course I know who those shoes belong to and I really want to make some sort of excuse of how I wanted to just lie down on the floor for a nap but he's too smart to fall for that.

I raise my torso up from the floor so I'm now sat on my knees and I see that Will has his hand stretched out already. I'm reluctant at first but I take it and then realize my hands are sweaty and I think he knows that too but he doesn't seem to care that my hand is slightly damp.

Once I am fully up we hold hands for longer than is needed and stare at each other in silence because as I look around me I notice that me and Will are now the only people in this room. I gaze back towards him and I'm not sure what to do I didn't plan what I would say if this happened.

Danny: Umm..I..need to...get some food..because I'm hungry...obviously..haha...not that I don't want to be here with you...it's just food is important..to stay alive.

Then with that I scurry off the stage and around the corner. I'm just leaning on the wall so I'm not in Will's sight because I'm not really going to get food, in fact I'm not even hungry. I can't even believe what I just said he probably thinks I'm so weird and never wants to speak to me again. No it can't have been that bad I mean he just might have thought I was genuinely hungry. I fall down the wall until I'm sat on the floor.

Danny: I'm so in love with him it hurts.