I stood by the edge of the stage waiting to be called on. Cheryl introduced me ''And now its my star pupil,Sophie Abrielle.'' The arena began to clap and scream as the peformance began.

State the obviousI didn’t get my perfect fantasy
I realized you love yourself
More that you could ever love me
So go and tell your friends
That I’m obsessive and crazy
That’s fine, I’ll tell mine
You’re gay and by the way
I hate that stupid old pickup truck
You never let me drive
You’re a redneck, heartbreak
Who’s really bad at lying
So watch me strike a match
On all my wasted time
As far as I’m concerned
You’re just another picture to burn
There’s no time for tears
I’m just sitting here planning my revenge
There’s nothing stopping me
From going out with all of your best friends

I wasn't thrilled with the peformance but what can I say? I wasn't feeling the song which meant I wasn't feeling the peformance either. ''Well it was a good peformance but I just can't put my hand on what was wrong, I think the spark....maybe it just wasn't there in that peformance.'' Was the general feedback from the judges. I walked off the stage dissapointed. I guess I just wasn't feeling this whole thing anymore. And the next event of the evening made my heart stop. I walked round the corner to my dressing room when that's when I saw it. Harry. He had a backing dancer pushed up against the wall with his tongue down her throat. My legs turned to jelly and I thought I was going to collapse there and then. I made no sound but he must have felt a presence because he came up for breath and looked in my direction. His eyes widened and he removed his arms from the wall to his side. ''Sophie!''
''I can't believe you!'' I said before running down the corridor to Katie's dressing room. He began to run after me saying he could explain I stopped running and turned around quickly. ''You can explain? Go on then. Explain.'' I said sternly trying to hold myself together. There was silence. He couldn't explain.
''I was right,your just like the rest of them.'' I said before running again to Katie's dressing room and bursting through the door. ''What's wrong! Did your peformance go ok?''
''It's not that, I don't even care about it anymore. It's him.''
''What has he done now?'' Katie asked almost as if she had anticipated it.
''He had his tongue stuck down a backing dancers throat! That's what he's done!'' I said screaming at her and before she could reply I ran to my dressing room and called reception from there. I tried to control my breathing so no questions were asked down the line. ''Hi it's Sophie here I'm gonna need a car to take me back to the house asap.''
''Sure thing, we have one right outside.''
''Great Ill be down in 10.'' I hung up. We were meant to hang around after our peformance just in case we were needed but I'd just lost all enthusiasm for all of this. This whole thing. This isn't what I wanted to do. I couldn't believe Harry. Why? Less than 30 minutes earlier he had his arms wrapped round me. I didn't understand. I got changed into something more comfortable http://www.polyvore.com/how_could_you/set?id=71781397 and grabbed all my personal belongings from the dressing room, I took my name label off of the front of the door and chucked it in the bin. I wasn't coming back here. Ever. I thanked the receptionist who I had spoken to on the phone trying to wipe away some tears. She looked at me weirdly as I was carrying all of my belongings. And the night had started so well. As I was going out the door I saw Louis out of the corner out of my eye call my name but I just kept going. If I didn't leave now I never would.

I jumped out of the car and looked at the huge house infront of me. I opened the front door and ran into my room. I got my case out from under the bed. I pair of Harry's socks on the floor caught my eye. He barely slept in his own room. I threw all my clothes in the case as fast as I could knowing the house was the first place people would look for me. Once I was done I stared at the empty room and let out a sad sigh. I left a note for Harry on the dressing table.

The X Factor isn't what I want anymore.

Don't expect to see me ever again. I want nothing to do with you.

Have a nice life Styles.

Sophie.

I brought my case and bag downstairs and called a cab. They said they would be here in 20 minutes. I was worried that someone would come back looking for me by then but there was nothing I could do. I walked around the house remembering all the memories I had in every room. Smiling to myself as I went. When things weren't so serious and it was fun. There was a knock at the door and my heart dropped for the second time that time. I relaxed when I realised it was the cab. I opened the door and allowed the driver to put my case in the back. As I did I looked back at the house and said a quiet goodbye to myself. It was like the end of an era. My life at X Factor was over.

No doubt the other contestants would be relieved I had left voluntarily as it would mean there would be no eviction this week. I could have stayed if I really wanted to but I didn't. I wanted to be the person interviewing the winner...not being the winner. It had been a dream since I was 14 and I wanted to atleast try and achieve it. My mum always said I wouldn't be able to make it, that you had to be really special to make it in this business. I wanted to prove her wrong.

I told the driver the address to my flat and I was relieved I could now live a bit more normal life...well the press will be all over this story tomorrow but it will soon calm down, it always does.

I had bought my apartment as soon as I turned 16 out of my grandparents money that they left me in their will. They were both very successful so it was quite a large sum. I wanted to get away from my family home as soon as possible. Since I was about 12 I've never really got on with my mum. Always putting me down and treating me like a slave I wanted to get away...so I did.

I sat back in the taxi and closed my eyes. Re living the night. The peformance. Harry. The silence when he couldn't explain. Katie. My last words to her were me screaming. I felt so bad leaving on such bad terms so I decided to text her.

I'm sorry about earlier Katie,he got me all worked up..x Sophie P.S Good Luck you'll be fine without me! Don't stress!

I knew Katie she would get all worked up about me being missing and ruin her peformance so I wanted to put her mind at ease. I remembered Harry's curly hair, his green eyes, his smile, and the way he'd put his hands in his pockets when he was nervous or felt awkward. I snapped out of it remembering what he'd done to me. I burst out crying as I carried my things into the elevator. I was getting De Ja Vu. This had all happened before. The running away, the crying, the realisation. I had been cheated on once before by my last boyfriend,before Harry. I guess I'm just the cheat on her kinda girl. ''Maybe third time lucky eh Soph?'' I whispered to myself.
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I wonder what Harry will do when he finds the note? Nothing? Or everything?...