The Dancer Behind The Mask (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter Two

IMPORTANT AUTHOR’S NOTE AT THE END! WANT TO BE A ONE OF THE DANCERS YOU MUST READ THE AUTHORS NOTE!!!

Harry’s P.O.V

I was sitting in the hotel room waiting for the boys to get ready. It’s been a week since the ‘Boom Boom’ performance by the girls which means there’s one tonight. I’ve been sitting for about an hour now and I think the boys noticed, as I’m usually the last one ready. I’ve been ready for an hour and I’ve just been scrolling through my twitter mentions, waiting for the boys to hurry up.

“Hurry up, we don’t want to be late!” I called out to them. I don’t mean to rush them but I want to see ‘purple’. I know it sounds weird, you know, wanting to see someone you’ve never talked to and I don’t even know her name! All I know is that she has black hair and brown eyes. I know brown eyes are common, but I couldn’t help but be mesmerized by hers. I loved the way her hair cascaded down her back into slight waves and how it swayed when she danced. Mentioning her dancing, it was perfect. She seemed to have perfectly memorized every step, every spin. Every move she made had my head spinning in disbelief, how can a girl be so perfect? All I knew is that I want – no need her. I don’t even know her, but it’s like I’m drawn to her.

I was so deep in thought that I didn’t notice a certain Irish blondie standing infront of me until he snapped his fingers in my face and I flinched out of my thoughts.

“You ready to go mate?” He asked with a slight smirk.

“Yeah, and swipe the smirk off your face before I do it for you.” I told him with a cheeky grin.

“Sure mate, I dare ya.” He taunted me. I was about to make a snarky comment back but I was cut off before I could start.

“Let’s go boys before we’re late!” Liam called out. I started to walk out the front door with Niall trailing behind me and I realised I never got him back. I glanced over my shoulder to see Niall had his hair in his perfect blonde quiff and I spun around. I ruffled his hair to mess it up and he gave me a dirty look.

“That’s for the comment before.” I told him. He sighed and ran back inside to get one of his snapbacks. As he came out the door we all climbed into the van that was taking us to the arena.

---- At the Arena! ----

We were sitting in the front row, awaiting for the announcer to start his speech like last week. I was sitting in-between Niall and Louis and I noticed Niall lean over to me to whisper in my ear.

“Just remember to not make it obvious your staring at ‘purple’ because we’re in the front row which means she can see us.” He warned me and I nodded my head in a way of saying I heard him. As he was leaning back to the middle of his seat the announcer ran on to the stage energetically.

“Hello everyone,” he shouted down the microphone, “as you know, last week was the first performance for Freedom Reach and you should also know this is for charity. All the money and proceeds go to charity for the less fortunate. We are currently sitting at £100,000, isn’t that great for a first week? Now, you are probably bored of me rambling on about random things so how about we bring out the five beautiful reasons you are here? Welcome FREEDOM REACH!” The 5 girls ran onto the stage with the same masks as last week and my eyes instantly go to the one in purple.

I hear the music start for the song ‘Remember When’ by Chris Wallace and the girls started moving around gracefully. The song was about half way through and I was staring at ‘purple’ and she must have noticed because when she was dancing near the front of the stage she looked down at me and sent me a cheeky wink before continuing the dance. I felt Louis lean over to talk to me.

“Well ain’t she a cheeky girl.” He told me while playfully elbowing me in the ribs. Once he lent away from me back to his original position I felt Niall lean over.

“I warned ya mate.” He told me with a smirk.

“Shut it Horan.” I told him with a light shove but I had a cheeky grin on my face so he knew I was joking. He lent back to where he was as I looked back up at the stage to see the end of the performance. I saw each of the girls pull something out of their pockets and when the song was finished they each threw two streamers out at the crowd.

I stood up and started clapping and everyone followed my lead, causing a standing ovation. I looked up at ‘purple’ proudly; even if she wasn’t mine I was still proud of her.

I, Harry Styles the flirt and player of One Direction, am starting to fall for the Dancer Behind the Mask.

Author’s Note!

Okay, so I need names for three of the dancers, if you want to be one of the dancers, inbox me what you look like and your name and I’ll pick 3 of them in one week! (12th of April, AUSTRLIAN TIMES!!)

Sorry I haven’t updated in a while but I’ve gone through a lot, I got dumped OVER FACEBOOK!! And at the moment my Granddad is in hospital so I’m freaking out a bit. I know you all have your own things to deal with, but if you could take a little time to just pray or make a wish for my Granddad to make it that will be greatly appreciated. If you read this whole Author’s Note finish this sentence “Zayn Malik is___________” more creative the better!

You should follow @PaytonSmith7 because her story ‘Try To Fix You (Niall Horan)’ is one of the best stories that I have ever read! It’s not finished yet but that is my all-time favourite fanfiction! If you follow her, inbox me and I might post again tonight! :)