You quickly tied your pointé shoes and brushed down your tutu. Yes you were a ballerina and a good one at that. It was Thursday night, you needed to blow off some steam and this was how you did it. You plugged your earphones in and Waltz of the flowers came on, you were auditioning for the nutcracker so why not practice. You soon caught on with the music until you were stopped by a hand, you pulled your earphones out and looked at the person who stopped you. "Hi are you Y/n?" He asked with a little girl next to him. "Yes I am." You replied smiling at the pair. "Well this is Grace and if it's alright with you, could you teach her more ballet?" The man said. You nodded and took her hand leading her into a separate room full of outfits. You plucked a leotard, tutu and ballet slippers off the rack. "Go get changed into this and we'll get started on some new moves." You handed her the outfit and she smiled running off to change. The man walked in. "You wanna learn?" You asked pointing at the men's outfits. He looked at the floor bashfully. "It's normal if you want to do it I'm not going to laugh at you." You giggled whilst taking the items off the rack and handing it to him. You waited for the two to come out. The two came running out. You helped Grace over to the bar and she began doing the exercises you showed her. "Well you know my name what's your?" You said to the boy who was awkwardly standing in the middle of the room trying to keep his masculinity in leggings. "Ashton." He said smiling, showing his dimples. "Well Ashton, we might try something harder with you." You said stretching your legs. "Like what?" He asked. You began running gracefully at him. "Catch me!" You sung as his large hands picked you up by your waist and spun around. He carefully placed you back on the ground so your hands were on his chest and his arms were wrapped around your waist. "That was very good Ashton." You whispered, staring at the wooden floor. "You're beautiful Y/n!" He said lifting your chin with a long finger. You blushed and looked into his eyes. "Thank you." He leaned in and kissed your lips. You melted into the kiss and let your arms clasped around his neck. You were cut off by a small voice, "Eww Y/n why would you want to kiss him. Boys have cooties!" Grace stuck her tongue out. You laughed. "But your dad isn't that bad." They both looked at you. "He's not my dad. He's my cousin!" You glanced at Ashton. "Yeah she's my younger cousin." He said scratching the back of his neck. He checked his watch. "Grace we better get you home." He muttered. "Would you like a lift home Y/n?" You nodded as Grace ran off to get changed. "Go on a date with me. 7 o'clock tomorrow?" Ashton asked pouting. You laughed. "I wouldn't miss is for the world!"
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5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines & Preferences
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