Her Sister's Boyfriend

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Riley's POV:

I sat in the room, wearing my TNS uniform now too just like everyone else was. James was still with me and even though I loved that he was giving me company, something keeps on repeating in my mind and I just can't seem to get rid of that thought.

He walks out of the toilet he had just used, and smiles at me whilst I reciprocate his actions before walking closer towards him. I tug at his jacket, pulling him close to me and then use one hand to run my fingers through his hair. "Your solo's going to be amazing, you know," I tell him. I could tell he was getting a little ansy, possibly wanting to just perform now but we don't go on until later and with James, he's always been one to want to just get things out of the way instead of having to wait around.

"I know," he grins and I roll my eyes, still looking at him. He detangles my fingers from his curls and instead holds my hand. "I love you," he says. I smile, blushing the slightest before reaching up and kissing him.

"I love you too," I mumble. We pull away and then link both of our hands together with one another's. "I'll be over in a bit, but you should go and start rehearsing, okay?" I tell him. He nods, giving me one more quick kiss before grabbing his phone. "I'll be there shortly," I call after him as he approaches the door.

"Okay, Riles." I sigh, biting my bottom lip and then picking at my fingernails as I listen to his footsteps descend in the distance. Turning myself around, I walk over to sit on the long edge of the bed, picking my phone up from the dressing table before typing in the name of the nearest hospital on google. I hesitate for a moment, hovering my thumb over the top of the dial button before clicking on it, certain of my choice.

It rings for a couple of seconds, the sort of ring where you can never tell if they're going to answer or not because it goes on for what feels like an eternity until it starts glitching and connects to the person on the other side of the line. "Hello, you have called North Miami Surgery this morning, how may I help you today?" the lady asks, her voice bright and bubbly. I chew the inside of my lip, swallowing a large lump in my throat before placing a hand over the top of my stomach.

"Um, hi, I was wondering if I could book an appointment for an abortion sometime today?"

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James's POV:

I stood by the left wing of the stage with the rest of the team, watching Poland's male soloist performance. Nerves have never gotten the best of me and so I don't get why they're starting to now. I don't think I've ever been this jumpy in my life but then again I've never been in this position before where I have to perform in front of a large live audience. 

Eldon's been standing by me, patting my back and saying a bunch of things which I think he intended for them to be reassuring but are quite the opposite since he kept on commenting on the soloist's dance. I know he's just jealous of this Bartek guy who was the one dancing but it's really not helping anything by him saying things like 'and look at his turns, they're so good, what if Thalia falls for him' or 'and look at his pirouettes, they're flawless!'.

"Look bro, Thalia's all yours if you would just be quiet and stop making me such a nervous wreck!" I shout at him. He seems to be quite taken aback for a while before mumbling some things and then walking off. Hardly anyone was supporting me right now or had any faith in me, they wouldn't even wish me luck all because of what happened with the Emily situation. I get that I did wrong but why can't they see that it's mine and Riley's life, not theirs? And now they're letting the situation get the better of them and the team and that means if I lose this, there's a high chance they'd blame me and never give me a time of day.

I clasp my hands together, rubbing them against each other and creating some sort of friction between forces, just praying that he wouldn't get too high of a score. However, the audience had erupted into massive applause and there was even a standing ovation.

"Wow, that was amazing if I do say so myself. Bartek must be feeling really proud of himself right now and he should because you don't see many solos as careful, beautiful and full of adorance like that everyday," Chuck said, his voice radiating in my ears just like the loud, booming heartbeat inside my chest. 

I look around, trying to see Riley somewhere, anywhere, but I couldn't and it made me worry. She told me she'd be here almost two hours ago now but she isn't and I have no clue what it is she's doing. The only person I want to see at this moment in time is her, but instead I'm having to look at the disappointed faces of everyone as they continued to act disgusted.

I quickly take out my phone, checking to see if she had replied to any of my texts but she hadn't, only left me on read, so I text her once again.

You: Ri where are you babe?? Please text me back and get here soon!❤

"And Poland scores a total of 96 points!" My heart begins to race a lot faster than it had done before if that's even physically possible as the cheers get louder and louder and my sight just seems to get blurrier. I don't know why this is happening but I really don't like it and I soon find myself beginning to feel unstable.

I scratch my forehead, wanting to get rid of the pain from the headache that was building up but then just when I feel like I'm about to pass out, someone stands in front of me and grabs me firmly by the shoulders, their grip tight. "You can do this," she tells me. My sight seems to get somewhat clearer and then I see her and smile a little. "Okay, James? Forget about everyone else and focus on this dance. Do it for yourself and do it for me, I believe in you even if no one else does," she continues. "You've got this, you and I both know you do."

I hold her by the waist as she presses her lips against mine for a couple of seconds where we receive a few glares from pretty much everyone but Thalia, Eldon, Cierra, Kate and Amanda. I hug her tightly, not wanting to let her go but have to when I get called on stage. "Now go get 'em and beat their ass," she whispers, grinning, and I chuckle before making my way on stage.