The Fall (Riker Lynch oneshot)

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I leaned up against the long wooden railing and stare at the graffiti on the wall. “THE RAGE”, I read out loud, that’s a weird name for a dance studio. The room I'm in is painted red, with mirrors along the walls and rails in front of them. I pulled out my cell phone of the side pocket on my purse to check the time for the third time in the last 10 minutes. My instructor is late, very late. I started staring into a mirror and making funny faces at myself when I hear someone behind me rush into the room. “Hey, I’m so sorry I’m la- well it appears you’ve been entertaining yourself…” he says with a light chuckle. I blushed, I quickly put my bag down and rush over to him. I finally get a good look at him and I can only think of three words: drop, dead, gorgeous. He’s very tall (much taller than myself), with thin blonde hair and a cute button nose. I look him directly in his warm, chocolate-brown eyes and smile, I extending my hand. “Hi, I’m Claire! … and you must be my teacher.” “Yea,” he replies, “I’m Riker. Now let’s start!” I tried some simple steps that he showed me, and I think I'm was begining to get the hang of them quickly. He begins to introduce some more complex steps that have a lot to do with moving my torso, and that’s where I started having trouble. I tried it a few times before I began to laugh at myself and sat cross-legged on the floor. “Maybe I should take up stamp collecting…” “Aww, come on Claire!,” he extends his hand out to help me to my feet, “you’ll get the hang of it. Here, let me help you.” He moves behind me and puts his hands just above my waist. “Now,” I hear him say from behind me, “let’s try the steps again.” I just nodded and go along. 'I can’t believe that he’s touching me' I think to myself, his hands are so soft. I stopped focusing on what I was doing, but my daydreams were cut short when I tripped over Riker’s foot and fell.. directly on top of him. I apologize quickly and roll off of him, landing face up on the floor beside him. I'm safe, because he didn’t find it awkward or embarrassing, he found it funny. Hilarious, actually, considering he’s dying of laughter while I sit here and awkwardly giggle. “It’s alright,” he finally says after he calms down, “I think it was about time for a break anyway. So, Claire, tell me about yourself.” I'm stunned by how sweet he’s being to me, even after I’d almost injured him. “Well,” I started, “I’m new in L.A., just moved here for University, and I’m a nerd for pretty much anything music related. You?” He looks over at me and chuckles. “I moved here from Colorado a few years ago with my family, I’m in a band, I had a small part on Glee, and I too am a music geek.” I turned to look at him with surprise, and was about to fan-girl about how he’s in Glee, but tried to keep my cool and try not to blow my chances. Thankfully, he didn’t notice. “Can I ask you something?” He sits up and turns to face me, and I just nodded my head, still laying on the floor and staring up at him. “Why did you sign up for this lesson?” I sighed, and look from the ceiling, to Riker, and back to the ceiling. “I’ve always wanted to learn how to dance, and I figured that joining a dance studio would be a cool way to meet people. My mom never approved of anything but studying so I never got the chance back home.” He scrunches his mouth to the side, signifying that he was thinking. “How about we skip out of this lesson and I take you somewhere? I know this great place just down the street where they mix shaved ice and ice-cream!” I nodded my head before saying “I’d like that.” He helps me up again and lead me out to his car. He opened the door for me, “M’lady,” he says as he bows and motions for me to hop in. He walks around to the opposite side and starts the engine. As he starts to back out of the parking lot, he takes his free hand and grabs mine, intertwining our fingers. “By the way,” he says, still concentrating on backing out, “I’d like to consider this to be our first date.” He takes our hands, and while he’s still holding it, he gently kisses the top of it before taking us to my new favorite place.

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