I usually write on my tablet for this book so its all saved on there and it decided to crash on me yesterday so i lost this chapter. I said i would update through so i made sure to write something even if its not much, sorry if its crappy.
"Every dancer needs to feel a real stage right so why not let you start with the best, O2 arena" ash announced. I was speechless as my eyes wandered to thousands of seats infront of me just waiting for a crowd to fill them. The arenas only light was from the lit up stage i was stood on. There wasnt an emotion to describe what i was feeling right now.
I just couldn't think straight or think at all to that matter. Flashes of light began to blind me and my ears started making up noise that resembled a cheering crowd. I felt a hand on my shoulder making me look at who it belongs to. Sam was stood there with a face full of concern then i realised this had happened before. I couldn't hear the words he was speaking and soon enough he wasnt there at all.
I seen the boys all dancing around me in costume as the audience screamed. Streamers were flying everywhere and fire shot up from the stage making waves of heat hit my face. Music blased though the speakers and the longer it played the more familiar it seemed.
Suddenly sam was infront of my face making me jump. The difference was this wasnt sam i had grown use to. This was the sam from last year way before the accident "you ok mitch" he asked shaking me. "Stop shaking me" i spoke as pain started to fill my head. He kept repeating his words like he was a robot as he shook me harder and harder making the pain excruciating. It soon got too much and i screamed out in pain before dropping to the floor and squeezing my eyes shut.
"Mitch listen to me, deep breaths" i heard ashleys comforting voice "he cant hear you ash" sam yelled obviously frustrated. His arms were fermly wrapped around me and we were no longer stood up. "Heres the ice" i heard terry call then my sweating face was instantly cooled by a bag of ice. "Come on mitch, you need to breathe" ash demanded when my eyes fluttered open. I instantly started forcing cold air into my overheating body.
"Thats it" he spoke then my headache started to clear and settle down with the new found memorys "whats new" perri asked like he already knew "i remember the show we had here" i mumbled pulling out of sams arms and sitting up on my own. I held the ice to my own head and wiped my eyes. I furrowed my eyebrows when i felt them wet and sore "you were crying, quite histerical actually, you scared us" sam said brushing my sweaty hair off my face "i dont remember doing that" i mumbled "you have been zoned out for a good twenty minutes mitch" ash said "but it seemed like seconds" i said.
I seen ike a few meters away on the phone and he was glancing at me all the time "whos ike talking to" i asked "your doctor i think" jordan spoke "no its sky, she called to make sure everything was ok" perri pipped up. "Whatever you do dont tell her" i groaned "too late for that mate" terry shrugged taking the ice out my hand "you know shes going to worry now" i wined then held my hands out for ash to help me up.
I liked ash helping because he always did things slow and easy. Ash was like your favourite uncle whos always there when you need things. The memory seemed to flash back into my mind making me have the sudden erge to dance "any chance we can dance whilst we are here" i asked "maybe you should sit down for a little bit" ash spoke leading me to the side of the stage and making me sit down.
Ashleys pov:
I watched mitch carefully as i sat beside him on the edge of the stage, i gave the lads a look to make themselves busy elsewhere so i could speak to mitch. When i looked back at mitch he seemed to be in his own little world. His eyes were trained on the area infront of him as he breathed softly. It was comforting to see him pull himself back together to quick. He was definitely a strong lad. The truth is, i never stopped believing in this kid from the very day he opened his eyes in that hospital bed. He was definitely a stubborn one and i knew he could do it. Sometimes he gave me a little stab of worry when he would pull a fit but i knew he was frustrated. I couldn't ever imagine waking up and only remember one persons face in a room full of your closest friends and family. I knew the kid had been through a lot in the little time he had but he did it. He made me proud just like the years before.
He was a fighter and hes made himself a champion. "So you want to dance" i asked finally "right now yeah, starting the get an itchy feeling thats begging me to dance" he spoke flashing me a small smile "ok, what dance" i asked "the dance in the memory" he spoke furrowing his eyebrows "well i dont know what that is so your going to have to describe it" i chuckled "we were in white top things, perri shot out the middle of the stage and it sounded like a choir at first" he started to explain "yeah i got it" i spoke getting up "ok so we all remember the introduction to limitless the reboot right" i asked. They all nodded then i went over to the music booth and loaded the track on my phone "alright lets see what we got" i smiled pressing play and running back on the stage.
I dropped out after a bit and stood back to watch from the front of the stage. I smiled and nodded along to the music as the boys hut every beat. My eyes came to a stop on pel soon enough. Its hard not to when hes got all that hair waving around. His techniques improve more and more every day. Im proud of my little afro pig.
I let my eyes wander over to sam and warren then over to terry and ike before landing on jordan.
I would say jordans definitely an inspiration to everyone. Hes definitely gotten those gains and i could definitely say hes one of our strongest members. I remember when jordan was just sixteen and had more weight on him than he should. I had to give it to him though. He sorted it out and all because he believed he could.
I smiled to myself at how strong my team was then i finally layed eyes on mitch dancing his heart out. The moves came easy to him. It was like he had practiced this dance so many times before. He was practically glowing in every way. His movement was sharp and strong aswell as his steps all in time.
His flips were quick with a stong landing and all his tricks had been perfected. Im sure perri would love to take all the credit for that but i was definitely giving over half to sky.
Mitch wanted this more than anything. You could just see it in his ways that he was born to do this. This was who he was. What he was doing right here right now was what he was meant to do. Dont get me wrong all the team was definitely meant to be here and deserved to be here as much as mitch bur the kid definitely had to put in a hundred percent of everything he had.
I was so proud of him for pulling through and finishing what he vowed to do. He learned to dance in a few months. Before i could stop it, a tear rolled down my face. It wasnt a sad tear at all. It was the happiest tears i could have since the day we won Britain's got talent.
My legs took me quickly over to mitch before i stopped his dancing and pulled him into a bone crushing hug "im so proud of you mitchell" i breathed as the tears rolled freely down my face. He hugged me back as i held his small body close to mine. "Im so so so proud" i breathed "dont be proud yet" he spoke pulling away from me. I frowned and leaned down so my face was infront of his "i have every right to be proud of you mitchell" i spoke fermly "dont be proud until i finish my first show of the tour without a mess up, when those curtains close i will allow you to be proud of me" he spoke seriously "Mitchell craske, everybody who knows you is proud right now, you learned to dance in a few months and in that time your ready for a tour, dont ever tell me i cant be proud when you deserve it" i said.
"I was proud of you when you opened your eyes in that hospital bed" sam spoke. I moved my eyes to look at the boys who had all stopped dancing and were watching us silently. "I was proud when you managed to get those smart comebacks at the hospital even when you didnt know me" warren chuckled "i was proud of you when you was determined to dance even when you was told no" terry smiled. "I was proud when you managed to get through the second time at the hospital and continued to press on with dancing" ike smiled. "I was proud when i seen the video of you dancing online like you had never forgotten" jordan grinned.
I looked at perri who had stepped foward and took in a deep breath "and me" he started with a blank face. He stayed silent for a few seconds then a beam lit up his face "ive always been proud of my brother" perri beamed.
I smiled then looked at mitch who was definitely getting emotional "thank you" he breathed then sped over to perri before hugging him "thank you all for not giving up on me" he spoke dragging everybody in for a group hug. He had happy tears himself like i had a few minutes before.
"We are all brothers and we will always be family, nobody will ever get left behind because if somebody falls, everybody else will be there to pick them back up"i spoke after joining in the group hug.
It was like we were all suppose to go quiet then because perris famous words in the music track came flowing through the speakers "our similaritys make us strong, but our differences make us stonger, we are diversity".
"Famous words spoke by the big haired man himself, dream, believe, achieve is our motto right so we must love by it and mitchell, you definitely did my brother" i grinned.
The hours we had left in the O2 soon whizzed by. We danced and laughed and just had fun like old times. Something we hadnt done for a long time that we definitely need to get back to doing.
