A few days went by and me and the boys were over the moon happy that we got our shot. I started feeling more and more comfortable around them, but I still wasn't exactly the most open. I was talking to Zayn and Niall the most, because since the beggining I felt a connection with them.

I found myself in Zayn and Niall. Zayn was shy and quiet at first, but opened up when I got to spend more time with him, and these traits were very similar to mine. He was also really kind and sympathetic, and I still remember hohe was the only one who gave me a little smile when Nicole told me that I was supposed to stand next to them when they formed us. Niall was a super sweet and funny boy, he was like the clown of band, but could get very panicked and awkward when he is around new people. They were both next to me all the time when we spend time with the band, but even though I really enjoyed their company, I had to open up to the other three boys too, even if we were not that similar in personalities, they were still people that I was around all the time.

Liam was confident and really responsible, and like I said before, I wish that I could be more like him. For the little time that we knew each other, I secretly started looking up to him, like if he was my older brother. He was justso effortless in what he was doing, had stage presence and was not afraid to take a position in the band, unlike me. Harry was the same, confident, and even though he was not as easy-going as Niall and Louis, he was still a crazy ass boy. He had that charm that could make girls crazy for him, those curls were helping him too. He was indeed a very attractive boy, his personality was great too, and even though we were not that similar in personalities, I felt him like a twin brother, because we were both not that mature and he was the closest to me in age. Louis was the most easy-going and loud person I have met, along with Niall, but the difference between them was that Niall was not that sassy, but Louis definitely was. He was constantly running around, making jokes and maybe pulling some sort of prank on one of the boys, but not on me yet, which I was grateful for. He was maybe the third one, after Zayn and Niall, that I felt the closest to, because he just gave me that older brother vibe like Liam.

And if I had to give each of the boys a family member to be, Liam, Louis and Zayn would be my older brothers, Harry would be my twin, and Niall would be our baby brother, because he was definitely the baby of the band.And even though they were boys, I didn't like them romantically at all, which surprised even me. Usually I would have liked at least one of them, if not two, because let's not lie, they were attractive as heck, all of them. But after all that we've been through together in just two weeks, I felt them much more closer than just some boys that I can fancy, and by the time X Factor ended I knew that I would have known really weird stuff about them so having a crush on them wasn't an option for me.

  Earlier this day Simon came before our rehearsal started and informed us that we didn't have to stay in the hotel anymore, and that X Factor had provided some sort of houses for all the contestants of the show that didn't live nearby and couldn't go home because of the show. It took me by a pleasant surprise, because we all have been staying in the same hotel since the beggining of Bootcamp, and the money we gave for hotel rooms for two weeks wasn't little, so it was good that we had somwhere else to stay. I lived in St. Asaph, Wales, and that wasn't close to the show at all, so if I didn't want to give hundreds of pounds for the hotel, I had to go to the house.

The boys had to come, too, because none of them lived nearby either. Niall was from Mullingar, Harry was from Holmes Chapel, Liam was from Wolverhampton, Zayn was from Bradford, Louis was from Doncaster, and I was from St. Asaph, so all of us had to share a house. That wasn't bad because we could get enough time to spend together and get to know each other for the sake of the show, but on the other hand, how was I supposed to be in a house with five boys? From what I knew, boys in general were not the most hygienic people, everything around them was messy and their rooms stinked. So I hoped that there was a seperate room and bathroom for me. Well, I'm sure about the bedroom, but I still prayed for a bathroom.

Simon also told us that the production wanted us to do something called Video Diaries, where we film a video of us every week talking about what we have done the past week and answering fans' questions, and I actually liked the idea. When all of this was going to end, at least we could've had something to look back at and laugh.

"So did any of you hear when we should go to this house?" I asked the boys while we were on rehearsals with the vocal coach, Tracy. She was a young musician, with really long black curly hair, big earrings and a very loud choice of clothing. Everything about her was screaming boldness, and I really liked it. She was around seven or eight years older than us, so we looked at her like a friend of ours, and she was also really fun, so the rehearsals were not boring and tiring. The first time I came, Tracy sensed that I was super uncomfortable and confused about everything, so she took me under her wing and tried to open me up a little bit. In the beggining I was a bitch, but later on I began to talk more and more with her, so she became one of the few girls on X Factor that I enjoyed being with.

"You can talk about it after we finish the rehearsal, now focus, because even if that's just the first live performance, it's still really important for your future on X Factor. The song you will be singing is Viva La Vida, I'm sure you know it, who doesn't know it, right? Anyway, now, let's start with some warm ups and then I can give you your parts for the song. One, two, three, four.." We started warming up and after about fifteen minutes of making weird noises, Tracy stopped us and pulled out some papers with the lyrics of the song, and handed it to each of us.

I looked down at the paper, and it looked like Liam was the first to sing again, then it was Zayn, and then all of us for the rest of the song. I was relieved that I didn't have a solo, but sooner or later I had to overcome my shyness and start behaving like a singer. But I noticed that even though I was awkward before I performed, when I was on stage everything was different. It was like somebody else took my place, and that kind of gave me comfort when I panicked about performing.

We practised, and practiced, and when I started to forget the song from singing it that much, Tracy finally told us that we are free to go. Me and the boys walked out, talking and laughing, heading for the exit of the building X Factor was filmed.

"Did any of you heard when we should go to the houses?" I asked the boys, and all of them shrugged their shoulders, signaling that they didn't.

"Will your parents be okay with you staying with us? We will talk with them if they are worried we would do something to you-" Harry started, but I was fast to cut him off.

"Don't worry, really, I've got this. I still haven't talked with them, but I'm going to call my mum right now to ask her. I doubt that they will make a big scene, but evwn if they do I will cope with it. But thanks, that's really nice of you all." I told them and smiled warmly. They were ready to talk with my parents to assure them that they would not do anything to me, how kind was that?

I felt my phone vibrating in the backpocket of my jeans. I pulled it out and saw that I was getting a call from my mum. She went back to St. Asaph the previous day, and was supposed to be back the next, but when I saw "Mum" on the screen, I knew that something was wrong.

I stopped in one place, and when the boys saw that I suddenly stopped, they gave me a worried glance, but I just waved it off.

"Go ahead, I'll be back in a minute. Waitfor me on the parking lot." I told them, and when they went ahead, I picked up the phone. "Hey, mummy, how are you?"

When I was greeted with soft sigh on the other line, I was sure that something was in fact wrong.

"I'm fine, honey, but your grandmother is not. She's not feeling well, her bloodsugar is down, and because your father is out of town someone has to keep and eye on her, so I can't come tomorrow. You'll be alright, right?" She said to me in a sad and worried tone. It was really strange, grandma was always pretty healthy, and despite being seventy five, she was one hell of a woman. Grandma Helene had a fire attitude and was always the soul in the family, everyone loved her. When I was younger they couldn't seperate me from her, and for a point in my life I spent more time with her than with mum and dad.

"I'll be alright, don't worry. I was just going to call you to tell you something, but if you're too busy with grandma I'll call you later." I told her while pacing around the hall.

"No, no, tell me now. She's asleep, I have time." She said back, and I was silent for a moment, thinking about how I should choose my words. I didn't want to sound too excited, because she would think that I was up to something with one of them. But if I sounded too emotionless she would worry, so I just said it with the most normal and calm tone that I could do.

"Well, Simon came today before rehearsals started. He told us that X Factor provided some sort of houses for the contestants who don't live close to London. Neither me or all five of the boys live near here, so we have a house just for us six. You don't mind if I move in with them, right?" If I was in my parents' place I wouldn't let my daughter move in with five older boys, so if they actually had no problem with it I would be surprised, especially for my dad, because he didn't want to hear or see me with a boy. He actually had a little bit of a tantrum when he found out that I was in a band with them, but he had to get over it.

"As long as you have seperate bedroom, I don't see a problem with it. The hotel was not the most practical place to stay anyway, so at least you have a better place. But you have to call your father and ask him, too, I won't go behind his back letting you move in with five boys, you know how he is." My mother told me and I sighed. I had to tell my father myself, of course. I hoped that she will sympathize with me and tell him for me, but no. Looks like I had to meet my death at just fifteen. But at least I had to try.

"Be prepared for another tantrum then. Give grandma kisses from me and tell her that I miss her. I'll call again later or tomorrow. Bye, mum." I said and when she said bye to me too I hung up the phone. Well, looked like the circus was on the road for the countless time these past weeks. I dialed dad's number and it took him four rings to anwer.

"CC Bear, how are you, my dear?" He basically shouted and I had to pull the phone away from my ear. He was a really loud person, and I was used to it, but after around two or three weeks of not hearing him or seeing him that often, I forgot how loud he actually was. CC Bear was one of the numerous nicknames he gave me all throughout my life, and it was his favorite to call me. I smiled at the nickname and laughed a little bit.

"I'm fine, dad, more than fine. Everything is okay right now, we got through to the Live Shows, so that's really calming." I told him and he was fast to respond.

"These boys are treating you well, right? Because if they do something to you, I swear I-" He said quickly and angry, but I just laughed at his overprotectiveness.

"Calm down, they are really nice. They wouldn't do anything to me. We are in a band, dad, so that means working together, not just hanging out." I said to him and he was silent for a moment.

"I just don't want you to get hurt, CC, that's all that matters to me." He said in a more quiet tone, and I shook my head, even though he couldn't see me.

"I know, dad, but you have to know that they wouldn't hurt me. It doesn't matter that they are boys, we are a band, so that means that we are one now." It was my first time saying this out loud and it felt weird. "And besides, I have to ask your premission for something."

"What is it?" He said back and I froze for a moment. How do I ask him so he doesn't throw a fit? I decided to sugar coat it a little bit, telling him that I would have a seperate bedroom and bathroom without actually knowing if it's true, so he doesn't get too angry.

"So Simon came today, and told us that X Factor provided something like houses for contestants who don't live near London, so they don't have to pay for hotels and such. And because none of the boys live near London, we all have to move in the house. But there is a seperate bedroom and bathroom for me, you have nothing to worry about." I said to him and waited for his outburst. But an outburst didn't came. He stayed silent for a moment, maybe thinking about how should he answer.

"If you have a seperate bedroom and bathroom, it's fine, I guess. But promise me you won't wander around the house in something more revealing, because even if you are in a band together, they are still boys, teenagers at that. Just be careful and call us everyday." Dad said. The revealing clothing part was not a concern of mine, because I had nothing to show. No boobs. No booty. Just straight tall piece of wood. Maybe that was the reason I still didn't have a first boyfriend or first kiss. I had nothing to show unlike the girls my age, they already developed boobs and curves at fifteen and sixteen, but I just stayed the same stick I was since second grade. I was told by my agency that it was good that I didn't have boobs and booty, and I felt good for a little bit, but when I was around other girls, I always felt insecure.

"Don't worry, dad, I have nothing to show anyway. So you agree on me moving to the house?" I asked him.

"It's a little hard for me to say it, but yes, move, and go ahead and win the bloody show." He said and I stared at the floor with my eyes wide open. He actually agreed? Was that really my father who I was talking with?

"Thank you, dad, I would do everything possible to win. I'll call you later." I said and hung up. I ran to the exit and when I saw the boys across the parking lot I walked up to them and saw Zayn talking on the phone. The other boys asked me how it went, and when I told them that my parents were okay with me moving with them, they were seemingly more relieved. After two minutes of listening to the other person talking, Zayn hang up the phone, and turned to us.

"What happened?" Niall asked him.

"It was Simon. He said that we can move in the house now if we want. Cara, you have a seperate bedroom, and lads, there are two other bedrooms we have to share. He said the bathroom was for all of us, so sorry, Cara." He said and I nodded, laughing at the last part. It looked like we were speeding up the get to know each other stage really quickly, because now even if we didn't want to, we would get to know each other pretty well. And I didn't mind at all.

"Let's go pack then!" Liam said excitedly, and all of us went inside the small bus who drove us to the hotel. I plopped myself back on my seat, Louis sitting next to me, Liam and Harry in front of us, and Zayn and Niall were behind us. Because the hotel was good forty minutes away and there was traffic, I took the opportunity to take a little nap to ease my pacing at full speed thoughts, and to have a little rest before packing all my things and moving to a whole new house with the band.

  Here goes nothing, I guess, I said to myself, closed my eyes, and drove off to sleep, with the sound of the boys' laughs in the background.

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A.N.

Hello, guyss! I hope you liked this chapter, It's longer and I really put effort into it. Comment down below what you liked in the chapter and what you didn't like, and I would fix it. It's possible to have grammar mistakes, but my first language is not English, so please excuse me.

Also, where was X Factor 2010 shot? London, or somewhere else? I wrote London, because it was a safe choice, but I doubt it's London.

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