Luke
Today was the great day, the day Michael would present his first big show and even though I won't be in it I came here to support him
"What do you mean you are sick?!" Michael yelled on the phone as he wandered anxiously around the theatre, all the other dancers staring at him "No.. it's fine, I get it, get better.." He sighed, ending the call and cursing under his breath
"So guys!" He called out for everyone's attention "Cheon is really sick and won't make it today so.. goddamnit, I think we'll have to postpone this"
Different voices were heard, lots of people complaints and cursing "Unless" Michael sighed "One of you knows the part"
The crowd of dancers denied, no one knew that part and there was no time of them learning how to do it "Why doesn't Luke do it?" A voice in the back spoke and my face flushed, they were asking for me to do the part, and they were right, I knew that routine from heart since months ago
"Lukey..." Michael turned to me with his begging green eyes and I felt like smirking but I didn't do it
"A-Alright"
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I sat on front of the big dressing room's mirror, applying the black and white makeup in my face *The picture is on the top* I hear the door opening behind me but I didn't cared about it because there were people coming in and out all the time
But I did cared when I felt a pair of lips kissing the back of my neck, goosebumps rasing all over my body and my face heating up even though you couldn't see it turning red because of the makeup
"How's my ballerina doing?" The blue haired boy behind me smiled tracing his finger up my white pantyhose and his lips a little glittery because of the kiss he just gave me
"Fine, thanks" I smiled "This thing's a little itchy though" I said referring to my, brilliant, feathery, tight, suit
"Aren't you nervous?" He sat on the table and shaked his legs like a kid and by thay I could tell he's the one who's nervous
"A little bit, yeah.." I admitted biting my lip
"You'll be great, you'll see" Michael pecked my lips and stood up "Good luck ballerina" And whit that he exited the room
I continued getting ready for the show, repeating the routines constantly in my head, humming to the melody and praying to all the deities to not fuck up. I stood up and started to stretch and apply chalk to my ballet shoes, my heart beating wild against my chest and a knot hardly tied in my stomach
I decided to play some music to calm myself down and I'm Gonna Be by The Proclaimers filled the room, that song is one of those songs that just make you happy for no reason and it works to chill my nerves
That's when the door opens and my stomach dropped again, no, no please, not him again, not now "Hey Lukey" Calum spoke with a smik on his face and he was wearing my same outfit
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm gonna dance you fool" He smiled before exiting the room and locking the door from the outside
*Author Note*
DAYUUUUM Alright the end is near it's like 2 chapters or so left so...
Btw I'm Gonna be is the best song ever stfu
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