HEARTBURST,, The Next Step

[3.23] do i wanna know?

❝ Oh that's great, we're one dancer down right before semi finals but it's all okay because at least the kebab was good!❞

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The city lights illuminated the long strip that stood out in the heart of Miami. Along the street stood multiple local businesses, bars, clubs, restaurants and so on; right at the end of it stood what the locals claimed to be the best kebab stand in the city.

The locals being Tara.

Maxie linked her arm around West's as they walked side by side down the pavement, laughing amongst themselves at some random conversation they'd been having the whole evening.

With one day to go until semi finals, West had insisted he take Maxie out for one final date in Miami, this time without Riley and James. Albeit, she was hesitant to accept, knowing just how important the competition was, Maxie didn't want to take time away from rehearsal, her boyfriend had posed a good argument.

"What's the one thing you will regret most after we win the competition?" He asked his girlfriend, leaning against the doorframe of her hotel room. Her roommates, Michelle and Giselle, were playing a heated game of Uno with the rest of the boys in their room.

Maxie shook her head with a laugh, "If we win this competition," She was quick to correct him.

"No, I know we're winning this thing," He argued, "And I also know that once we return home champions, you'll be left with one big regret."

She crossed her arms, waiting for West to humour her, "And what, pray tell, is that?"

From behind him, West pulled out an advertising leaflet for Kenn's Kebabs, "Tara suggested it."

"You're saying you think I'm gonna leave Miami and regret not getting a kebab here?" She tilted her head as she raised an eyebrow.

West simply smirked, "I know you're gonna regret not getting a kebab here."

Maxie held firm for almost ten seconds before she broke, "You're right. You're so, so right." She then stopped, moving forward to kiss her boyfriend. "Give me half an hour to get ready and I'll meet you in the lobby."

West went in for a second kiss before responding, "Fine, but be quick. I'm gonna go see who's winning Uno, but I can't guarantee I'll come back out of that room the same man."

"How much is on the line?" She looked concerned.

"James bet his car on one of the boys winning."

"Giselle has been dying for that car."

"And Michelle won't let the boys win."

"Oh, it'll be a warzone in there."

So, just over half an hour later, that's where the couple found themselves, walking towards the infamous Kebab stand talking about everything and nothing at the same time.

Once they'd ordered their food, not failing to make comment on how shifty the stand seemed, the pair found themselves wondering back to the hotel.

"Are you sure you're ready to face Ella tomorrow?" He asked her, nudging the girl lightly as she giggled at his affectionate gesture.