𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑯𝑨𝑻𝑺 ♥︎ 𝑶𝒓𝒍𝒂 𝑻𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒐𝒓 (The Next Step)

𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹 ♥︎ 23

Of course, it didn't take long for Alfie to enter the office, saying. "Uh, hey Orla?"

Orla, who had slight tears in her eyes after the call with James, quickly wiped them, saying to Alfie. "Get out."

Alfie did a double take, saying. "Orla you don't have a boyfriend anymore, you-"

"That doesn't mean I want to talk to you!" Orla shouted viciously at him.

"Orla..." Alfie said, for once his facade dropping. "You can't be serious."

"Alfie..." Orla was crying now, tears on her face. "You've ruined... everything."

"No I haven't," Alfie shrugged. "I've just... given you a nudge in the right direction, shall we call it."

Orla shook her head. "You thought you could persuade me into liking you but you can't! I love James and it's always going to be like that! And I TOLD you this but you didn't listen to me!"

They stood, facing each other, as Alfie said. "You just can't accept James is gone. The moment you start to do that... things'll get a whole load easier."

Orla shook her head again and took a step closer to him. She wasn't crying anymore, but there were still tears on her face.

"See, that's where I think you're wrong," she told him. "I think you were responsible for me and James' break up. And I think that we would've been together forever if you hadn't come along."

Alfie chuckled ironically. "Orla, relationships built when you're young never last."

"What do you think you're asking me to do?" Orla shot back at him. "You want a lasting relationship with me! Only that'll never work because as I told you, I don't like you, and I never. Will."

She clenched her fists and Alfie did the same with his jaw.

He shook her head. "You'll change your mind eventually."

Orla gave him her last words before storming out the office.

"We'll see about that."

♥︎♥︎♥︎

Noah and Richelle's duet was really shaping up. Orla had asked to watch it on account of her brother not dancing for a few weeks and not being as ready as everyone else.

His duet with Richelle had a sort of 'Bond' theme and let the both of them do as many intricate tricks as they liked.

Orla was proud to see Noah recovering well after his injury. The worst dance injury she had ever suffered was when she landed wrong on her ankle and had to get it popped back into place, so she hadn't worried their parents quite so much as Noah had with his back.

But he was on the other side of it now. He was almost back to the peak of his strength, and he proved it by some of the lifts he did with Richelle in the duet.

As they finished, Orla clapped for them, saying. "Well done you two! That was amazing!"

"Thank you," smiled Richelle. "Any notes?"

Orla shook her head. "At this point, there's not much I can give you. You've choreographed it - amazing choreo by the way- and you've built it up. So now you just need to polish it and practice with all your might, and you'll get there."

They both smiled. "Thanks, Orla."

Orla also smiled.