Athena's POV
"What do you boys think about twerking?" the interviewer asked.
"Of god this is going to be awkward." I mumbled and everyone in the crowd laughed.
"Well, umm...." Liam said awkwardly.
"People say that the Irish can't twerk but Niall could." I shrugged.
"People also say that you are a great twerker!" the interviewer said.
"Wait?! What?" I laughed and Dad stared at her with an 'ARE YOU FOR REAL?' look.
"Oh god." I shook my head.
Ricella came out from backstage and onto the stage.
"Come on!" she pleaded.
I sighed and the boys stared at me wondering what I was going to do.
I got up from my seat hesitantly, and went to the dance floor.
I crossed myself and everyone laughed again.
I turned around with Ricella and started dancing with the music.
By the end if the dance the crowd was going wild and the boys looked like their eyes were about to pop out of their head.
Ricella sent a wave and went backstage.
I sat back down and The boys were still staring.
"Damn!" Niall said.
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"TATUM!" Ricella and I yelled.
"Hey guys." she smiled.
"You here for my father?" I asked wiggling my eyebrow.
"N-No what?" she denied blushing.
"Yeah." I said sarcastically shaking my head.
"Girl! He likes you! You like him! Just tell him!" Ricella said.
"What if he doesn't feel the same way?" she asked sadly.
"I know my dad really well, he likes you!" I confirmed.
"Umm ok." she said pushing her purple hair away from her face.
"GET SOME!" Ricella and I yelled pushing her into Dad.
We ran to the sofa observing what they were doing.
"H-Hi Harry." she strutted out.
"Hi Tatum." he smiled.
"Umm I-I." Tatum couldn't speak right.
"I wanted to talk to you." Dad.
"Yeah what's up?"
"W-Well umm, I-I.... oh god how do I put this?" he asked himself.
"SAY IT ALREADY!" Louis whisper shouted to him.
Dad shook his head taking Tatum to another room.
"Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" I kept chanting doing a happy dance.
Oh happy day my BICHES!!!!!!
