Broken

Chapter 5: The Fallout

*Emma*
I was in front of the studio building waiting for Harry to get there. I was super nervous that Harry wouldn't be able to make it. I had worked so hard on this dance performance that I really just wanted one of my good friends to come watch it and say that it was amazing.
It was about 8:55 and dancers were coming into the studio to warmup before class began. I guess I looked a bit anxious because some of the dancers started coming up to me and asking if I was okay or if I needed anything.

We were about to close the doors to the studio because it was 8:59 and class was about to start so they have a strict on time policy. I your late you don't get in. Just as they were about to close the doors, Harry appeared sunglasses on with ripped black skinny jeans and an unbutton red and black plaid shirt that showed the top of his chest as he paired his clothing with famous black combat boots. His hair was pushed back messily out of his face as though he had no care in the world.
"Hello love! Is that coffee for me. Thanks!" Harry said walking up to me near the studio door kissing my cheek when he got to me and then taking the Starbucks black coffee from my hand.
I was so stunned that he would kiss me when that is not what he would normally do when greeting me, that and he never called me love ever since we broke up.
"You alright? You look like you just seen a ghost." Harry asked waving his hand in front of my face. Funny thing is that it seems to me like I have but some different person from the past.
"Yeah, I'm fine. How about we sit down? They are just stretching right now." I said nodding my head then going over to the 2 seats in the back of the room.
"So you made me get up at 8 a.m. What is this big surprise you have for me?" Harry asked me while he took off his sunglasses.
"Maybe you'll just have to wait and see." I said a bit cheeky.
To the reply I decided that it would be best that start to stretch with the other dancers as well.

A short time later I started to teach the choreography to the dancers taking step by step and then reviewing it. After that we did it fallout of what they had just learned. We did the choreography that was learned to the song Talking Body by Tove Lo which was a subtle fast beat tempo. A lot of the moves that were done were very sexy slow movements.
We were about 2 hours into rehearsal and about to finish when I looked over at Harry and he didn't look as thought he was happy. He had an expressionless face every time I glanced over at him through the mirror or when I faced the back. It was getting to me making me think that maybe my choreography wasn't all that great and was actually terrible.

The class was over and as the dancers were packing their things up an heading out, I decided to walk over where Harry was sitting to talk to him.
"So what'd you think?" I asked out of breath from dancer so much.
"It was okay." Harry said shyly which made me wonder why he was acting that way. Was it really that bad that he couldn't look me in the eyes and tell me.
"It was just OKAY?! I don't understand. I thought you would say more than that!" I said sounding upset at his responds.
"What do you want me to say? That you were amazing . I couldn't take my eyes off of you when you danced. It was like you were the only dancer and that you were dancing for only me. That the choreography was absolutely amazing as it made you look sexy while you did those moves. Is that what you wanted me to say because I thought that we were 'just friends'! I can't say those things when we are just friends. Get your head out of the sky!" Harry said letting out all of his emotions. I had no clue that was why he was in such a daze.
Of course he was staring at me! Its like times haven't changed one bit, Harry's still gushing over me but this time I have a boyfriend. I can't let my feeling show for him. I'm in love with another not him. Snap out of it Emma!
"Okay. I understand. I was just wanted a friends opinion on my . . ." I was saying until Harry interrupted what I was saying.
"A friends opinion? Shouldn't you be getting that 'friends opinion' from a good friend of yours? How about you just get your little boyfriend to tell you all of these stupid thing rather than me!" Harry said as he obviously didn't think I was a good friend of his.
"Well then I guess your saying that I'm not a friend of yours. So why am I hanging around you then? Maybe this is the exact reason why I have Finn as a boyfriend and dumped your pathetic ass!" I said yelling at him a bit. I didn't stay long enough to head Harry's answer.
I got out of there like he was a serial killer coming after me. After getting out of the studio, I headed straight for my car which Harry didn't know the car so when I got in I ducked down so Harry wouldn't see me. I saw him pass by looking upset but angry. I sat up after he left, staring out into the opening wondering where the hell I went wrong.