Safe [l.h]

Chapter 12

Luke's POV

Week 1, Day 1, Month 2.

I watch as Lucy leaps and turns in the air. Every time she gets to this spinny thing, she teeters and falls. I know what she is doing wrong. I'm not a dancer, but I watch a lot of Dance Moms.

Lucy is leaning too much to her left and it's  throwing her off balance. I take a step towards her, out of the wings and onto the stage. She doesn't know I'm still here. She thinks I went home like everyone else.

Lucy stays back after rehearsals and works and works to fix any imperfections. I think she hasn't realized yet that I stay with her some times, and observe. Way to be creepy, Luke.

"Hey, Lucy Lou." I say and she gives a small shriek. I laugh.

" Jesus Christ, Luke. How long have you been there?" She is panting, and her hair is messy yet she still looks beautiful.

"A while," I admit sheepishly "I like watching you dance. You're so talented. If I tried that shit I'd end up strangling myself with my own legs."

"Thanks, I guess. You're still kind of creepy though," she laughs.

"I know. You know your dance? Where are you getting stuck?" I ask, though I already know.

"The double spin. I keep falling after the first one." She sighs in frustration.

" Ugh..could I help?" I ask and her eyes widen. "I know I'm not a dancer, but I think I know why you fall."

She shrugs. "OK, then. What do you want me to do?"

" Go to the position you're in when you get stuck." She moves and stands with her arms out.

I stand behind her, and I sense that she is nervous. "Keep your muscles tight here," I put my hand around her waist, and onto her stomach " and lean more to the right when you turn. I'll give you a push?" She nods.

"One, two, three," I whisper and push lightly. I step back. She turns once and doesn't fall. She is so beautiful. She turns again, and again..but this time she does falter.

I step forward and she lands in my arms instead of the harsh, unforgiving arms of the stage floor.

"Thanks," she says breathlessly, staring up at me "for not letting me fall."

"I'd never let you fall, Lucy." I say gently, setting her back on her feet.

She's staring at me. Fuck. Why is she staring. Do I have something on my hair, or in my teeth?

I forget about all of this when I realize that with her dancer's grace, she has stepped towards me, and that her lips are on mine.

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I'm lulu af and they're my characters #sorrynotsorry