One Direction Preferences

Preference 18: He goes to your ballet recital

Hughey: Your nerves were getting the best of you. You’ve been a ballet dancer all your life, but this was your biggest crowd yet. Your studio had four different age groups; 7-9, 10-12, 13-16, and 17-20. You have known everyone practically your whole life, but you were closer to some more than others. Your best friend was Charlotte Tomlinson, but everyone called her Lottie. You guys weren’t in the same age group, but she was like your little sister and you always looked out for her. She was also nervous because this time her whole family would be there, including her older brother, who had never been to her recitals. You give each other pep talks and when the time comes to go on stage, you’re as confident as ever and do amazing. After the show, Lottie comes running to you holding a guy’s hand as he runs behind her. “[Y/N]! This is my brother Louis, he has been asking me about you for the past twenty minutes” she says out of breath. You blush and giggle a little bit, “hey, I’m [Y/N]” you say reaching your hand out. He grabs it but pulls you in for a hug instead, but you didn’t mind at all and hugged him back. When he pulls away he says “you did amazing! Sorry for being so sudden, just thought I’d give my sister’s best friend and congratulatory hug” he said smiling. “Hey, don’t worry about it, it was nice. Thank you” you blush. You talk for a few minutes but then you have to go. You exchange numbers and then talk for days planning your first date. “Finally! I’ve been wanting you two together for ages now. I knew you’d work out! XX” you get a text from Lottie the day after your first date.

Wayne: It was almost your group’s turn to go up on stage. You were backstage peeking through the curtains but still no sign of your boyfriend Zayn. Where was he? You told him the time like a million times, he couldn’t have possibly forgot. You were anxious just looking at the people in the audience. It was a big crowd but you manage to find your family in the fourth row. You saw them, but no Zayn; there was an empty seat between your mom and your brother/sister/cousin. You were scared that he wasn’t going to make it, but you decided to let go of the thought. You kinda had to, because your group was just called. You take your place and the soft melody starts as you began to move slowly to the beat. Your group has small solos where everyone stands still in the back and a single person does a small routine. You were in the back in a very graceful pose as your friend did her solo. She was just about to finish and you were next, when you saw a head of perfectly styled dark hair making it’s way to the middle of the fourth row and sitting next to your mom. You were ecstatic as you went to do your solo. You were so happy and kinda distracted that just as you were about to leap you tumbled to the ground. You were so angry and disappointed, but you were a pro so you got back up and gave it your all until your routine was over. At the end of your recital, you were getting your things together when someone tapped you on your shoulder. You looked back and saw Zayn. He had one hand behind his back and pulled out a single red rose. “A single rose for the single best girl up there” he said smiling and handing you the rose. You smiled but then quickly frowned looking at your feet, “I wasn’t good Zayn, I fell” you whine. “But you got back up which is the important thing. You did great babe, I swear” you says lifting your chin up with his index finger and placing a soft kiss on your lips. “You and your deepness, thanks. I love you” you say with a smile. He always knew the right thing to say. “Any time doll” he says as he takes your hand and walks you to your family.

Ian: Tonight was your most important recital yet. There would be some recruiters for performing arts schools in the crowd. You were extra nervous, you had to get every single move on point, everything had to be absolutely perfect. Before it was your turn, you managed to sneak your boyfriend, Liam, backstage. He always knew how to calm you down, you just needed one of his pep talks to get your composure back. “Don’t worry darling, you’re an amazing dancing, you’ll do great” he told you as he hugged you tightly. “What if I mess up? What if something goes wrong? What if they don’t like it?” you said. “You’ll do perfect, they’re gonna love you. I’m gonna be right at the front row. Just forget everything else and dance like you did for me when you first showed me your routine. Pretend it’s just you and I, nobody else” he tells you “thanks babe” you say smiling up at him. It’s your turn now and he gives you a kiss on your forehead and goes to take his seat. You get on stage and do just what he told you, you were indulged in your routine, you were dancing for Liam, nobody else was in the room. Like he said, you were amazing. You totally nailed every move. Again like Liam said, they all loved you!

Kyle: This was the first recital that your boyfriend, Niall, would be attending. You were so giddy. He’s seen you dancing and you’ve taken him to practice with you before, but he was never able to go to your performances. Something 1D related always came up. Whether he was on tour, or had interviews, photo shoots, meetings, or recording, it was always something. But this time he had a break from everything; at least for now. He didn’t have anything on schedule for that day and he promised he would go, and he was there. As matter of fact, he drove you there. “When you get backstage, look out to the audience so I can show you just where I’ll be” he tells you before you enter the theater. You nod and he gives you soft kiss for good luck. When you get backstage, you peek through the curtains and texted him that you were looking. Quick enough, you see your boyfriend jumping and waving his arms up in the air like mad. This caused you to burst out laughing and all the nerves you might’ve had, were quickly out the window. When it was your turn, you went up and gave it your all. Apparently, your all was better than good because when you finished everyone cheered. But one in particular stuck out to you. “YOU GO [Y/N]! GREAT JOB Baby!” you heard your boyfriend over all the clapping, of course he was the loudest one. He was standing up clapping and yelling his lungs out. Soon enough, almost the whole theater was on their feet smiling and clapping. You couldn’t believe you got a standing ovation. When you’re done, Niall goes backstage and runs to you pulling you into a Horan hug. “You did amazing Princess” he said before giving you a passionate congratulatory kiss.

Barry: This was your final performance with your dance studio. This performance could make you or break you. Recruiters from Julliard, your dream school, were seated right at the front row. Your nerves were getting the best of you. Your boyfriend Harry knew you well enough. Even though you denied your nerves, he knew you were lying and knew just the way to ease all of it. He grabbed your hand and took you to a supply closet somewhere in the theater. You had no idea what he was doing or why he took you there, but you didn’t bother to ask, you trusted him. As he closed the door behind him, he put you against a wall and pressed his lips on yours. Soon enough you were in some what of a make out session. This always did relax you. Luckily you hadn’t done your makeup yet or it would’ve been smudged all over our face. You then head to do tour makeup and finish getting ready. “Everything’s gonna be brilliant love” Harry assured you as he hugged you and took his seat. It was your turn now and you completely confident. You took your spot on the stage and as the music began, your body began to move naturally. Every move came so effortlessly, that’s how you knew you were doing a good job. When you finished, you look at Harry in the crowd and he’s smiling like an idiot, which makes you smile like an idiot too. He catches you looking at him and gives you two thumbs up and mouths the word “perfect.” You can’t help but giggle at how proud you were. On top of that, you caught a glimpse at the Julliard recruiters before the curtains closed and they were smiling and nodding as they whispered to each other. Backstage you were getting ready to head out. When you turned around, you saw a slender middle aged woman with short blonde hair. “Hi Miss, [Y/N]. I’m Nancy from Julliard, I have to say, that was incredible!” she exclaims extending her hand. You took it and said “thank you so much, I really gave it my all.” “I could definitely tell. Here’s my card, don’t hesitate to call if you’re interested” she told you handing you her business card. You happily took it and thanked her and she walked away. You spot Harry looking for you and you run to him. He picks you up and you give him a quick kiss. “THEY WANT ME” you tell him happy as ever. Let’s just say when you got home you celebrated ;) Of course you called Nancy the next day and spoke about your scholarship!