You Are All I Need To Get Me Through

Chapter 16

"Seeing as we haven't got the dancers with us today, Rachel, Jon and Tina, you'll just have to keep swapping around so you can all do some pair work." Priscilla explained. "Right! Let's get started."

As they were taken through the dance steps, Hannah and Paul both realised how hard it was going to be for them to pretend they were just friends.

Later in the morning, Priscilla was working on the lift section with Jo and Bradley, leaving the others to chat amongst themselves. Hannah and Paul couldn't help but grin every time they made eye contact, and when Hannah playfully stuck her tongue out at him, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Paul! Hannah! Are you even listening to what I'm saying?" Priscilla asked, voice raised in frustration. Two pairs of eyes snapped to the front.

"Ummm, sorry Priscilla, I had a bit of a brain freeze." Paul apologised. Trying to laugh it off so no-one would suspect anything.

"Honestly, you two. If you spent as much time concentrating on the routine as you did in your own little worlds, we'd get things done so much quicker."

"Sorry." Hannah mumbled.

Priscilla sighed. "It's alright, now let's just try to keep our heads in the room for a bit, yeah?"

The pair nodded as Priscilla came over to them.

"Did you even hear what I was saying to you earlier?" Priscilla asked. At the blank looks on Hannah and Paul's faces, she rubbed at her face. "The lift?"

"We're doing a lift, yes." Paul nodded.

By this point, the other five were all watching the exchange, wondering exactly when Priscilla was going to lose her patience with them.

"Anything else?"

Again, the question was met by blank faces.

"You two are going to be the death of me." Priscilla muttered to herself. She took hold of each of their arms and turned them to face each other. "Right, Paul, one hand under Hannah's right arm. No, closer, you need to get closer than that."

Hannah and Paul shuffled closer, Paul's hand still wrapped around Hannah's side.

"Good. Now, Paul, I need you to crouch down a bit, and put your arm around Hannah's left thigh. Hannah, lift your leg a bit."

Paul did as he was told, wrapping his arm around Hannah's leg.

"No, Paul! You arm's supposed to be under her leg, not over it! You can't pull her up! It's called a lift for a reason!" Priscilla ranted, causing the rest of the band to giggle.

Paul adjusted his arm so he was holding Hannah's left leg up, his hand perilously close to her bottom. By now, both Hannah and Paul were looking rather hot and flustered, and not just from the dancing. As Priscilla told Hannah to raise her knee to Paul's shoulder, they were left in a rather compromising position, trying not to look at each other or the rest of the band.

"Right, now lift!" Priscilla commanded. Thankfully, they managed that bit without any further direction and Hannah made it safely back to the ground.

They were eventually given a break for lunch and Paul immediately headed for the door.

"Where you off to?" Jon called out.

"Just gonna change my top. This one's disgusting." Paul grimaced, looking down at his sweat soaked t-shirt.

"That's probably not a bad idea." Hannah mused, inspecting her own clothing.

Paul held the door open and Hannah raced over to join him in the trek upstairs. Once they'd made it to their floor, they headed to their own bedrooms. It wasn't long before Paul appeared in Hannah's, topless.

"That has got to be the cheesiest thing I have ever done with a girlfriend." Paul announced, before putting on a silly girly voice and singing, "You're, you're my number one!"

He walked over to Hannah as she pulled on a new top, wrapping his arms around her and placing a tender kiss on her lips.

"Come on, let's get back before they wonder what we're up to." Paul cajoled, kissing Hannah again, before grabbing her hand to lead her out the room.

"Uh, Paul?" Hannah asked, chuckling, causing him to stop and turn to her. "You may want to put a top on before we go back down."