Shattered Reflections (One Direction FanFiction) COMPLETED

36- The Wanted

May 12, 2012

Pulling on a blue and gray striped top and black leggings, I quickly plugged my straightener in the nearest outlet.

I finished straightening my hair, dancing along to the song, Feel Again, which the boys and I had recorded a couple days back.

Turns out we are singing that song tonight. Yipee. So I nail down the very few dance moves given to us, since everyone thought I was a terrible dancer.

Well they thought wrong. Really wrong.

There is, one more thing I haven't told anyone.

I was a professional Ballerina.

Yup. My mother was actually a professional dancer, and she put me in Ballet basically right after I popped out of her.

I was the only ballerina in the first grade who could do a perfect Arabesque. A Perfect Arabesque.

Why don't I dance anymore you ask? Well, it goes along the lines of....my mother died. My inspiration was pulled out of me and burnt.

And so I quit. But once in a while I pull out my hidden Ballet flats and do one of the many dance moves I have mastered myself.

And if you remember my song, Dark Side....

Well, I consider Ballet as my Dark Side. What I turn to when I am upset. But it's weird because I haven't put those worn out flats on....since the boys have come into my life.

"Oliviiaa! Come on love, we should be leaving!" Liam yelled, knocking ever so softly on the bathroom door.

"Coming!" I call back, grabbing a ribbon and perfectly tying half of my red hair back.

I open the door, to find confetti covering my white, plush carpeted floor. No, covering was an understatement. My room was actually drowning in colored pieces of paper.

"I can't leave you guys alone in a room for an hour. I leave as you rainbow-raped my room!" I shout, shuffling through the foot of confetti.

"Well, the maid will clean it! Let's go! I only have an hour with you!" Liam yelled, practically dragging me out of the house. 

***

I soon had realized that I had an hour with each boy for my birthday. Since I woke up at 8 am, Liam was first and took me to a cafe from 9am to 10am. 

Then came Louis, 10am to 11am, when we went to a bounce house and I almost broke my toe.

After, Harry took me cookie tasting and he gave me the most delicious sugar cookie ever! 11am to 12am.

Then, Zayn and I went dress shopping where he smothered me and spent most of his money of mee! 12am to 1pm

And right now, Zayn is driving me to my last spot, where Niall is supposed to pick me up.

"You know he still loves you right?" Zayn asked, placing his hand on mine.

"Yeah I know, I jut don't feel the same anymore." I say, noticing that we were pulling into a beach that was abnormally empty.

"Have fun babe, just open up like you two used to, and you will get what was yours again.." He spoke, unbuckling his seat belt as I undid mine.

"What was mine again?" I asked, wondering what Zayn was referring to..

"His heart." He quickly said, before Niall opened the door to Zayn's car.

"Ello Olivia, Hope you saved up your energy!" Niall exclaimed, holding out his hand for me to hold as I gladly took it.