Worth

One (1)

Niall's POV

I finally arrived at my house after the twenty minutes walk which would have taken at most ten minutes if I took the shorter route. I took a deep breath before entering the house bracing myself for whatever would come next.

As I entered my house I quietly made my way towards the stairs that led to my room but I was stopped by my mom.

"Hey mom" I said. She nodded in reply asking me where I was coming from I knew I couldn't lie because my dance kit was in my hands so I just told her the truth. "Niall James Horan, how many times would I tell you to stop this rubbish hobby of yours, you need to focus on finishing school and getting a normal job instead of focusing on dance especially such a feminine dance like ballet" I just nodded and went straight to my room because she has said this several times I already knew the speech by heart. Is it a crime to love dance? Or to be a ballet dancer? Is it wrong for me to like the way I could portray several emotions through dance especially ballet? I thought

My Mom of all people should understand how important dance is to me especially during that time of fights, shouts and the likes. I quickly turned that thought away from my mind because it brought nothing but pain

I turned over on my side turning off the lights and falling into a deep slumber. The faster I fell asleep the faster tomorrow comes

Another day, another dollar or in Niall's case; Another day, Another dance.

Zayn's POV

I got home as fast as I could and was relieved to find out that my parents have gone out for dinner. I went straight to the kitchen to warm up some leftovers to eat before heading to my room.

I dropped on my bed picking my sketchbook and looking at my sketch of the dancer boy. I wondered how it must be to live his life, if his parents supported him and brought flowers to his recitals and all just generally showing him love and supporting his dance career.  I wondered how it would be if my parents were like that and accepted my talent for drawing instead of just seeing it as a waste of time... I sighed taking out my pencils and doodling on an empty page in my sketchbook.

By the time I was done, it was a bit late and I decided it would be a good idea to fall asleep before my parents came back and that's exactly what I did. I fell asleep almost immediately after my head hit the pillows.

Another day, another drawing.

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It's been almost a month.  I apologize 😞
I was done with this chapter but then it DELETED...I've never been so angry but in all honesty I kinda liked that it deleted because this rewritten one is better than the first one I wrote but oh wells.

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