04 | dance and confessions

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Madisons POV

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock on my phone going off. I pressed snooze for another 10 minutes until finally getting up. It was the weekend but I still got up early, so that I could go to the dance studio near my house.
I've been going there ever since we moved back. Dance is my passion. I can really connect to it and just shut the rest of the world off when I dance.

I headed straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth, wash my face and then put on some dance clothes. I was wearing a black dress, with some tights and a gray cardigan on top. I put my hair in a bun and lastly I packed my ballet slippers, grabbed my keys and headed out the door.
I got in my car and put on some music. It just helps me start the day since I'm usually not a morning person at all.

*at the studio*

I put on my recent favorite song "beautiful sadness" to dance a lyrical choreography to. The thing I love most about dance is how you can really put all your emotions into it and today I just really felt like it. I stopped when I looked in the mirror and saw a figure standing in the doorway, which gave me a tiny heart attack and I quickly turned around. It was Shawn.

"I never knew that you.. dance" he said smiling at me. I feel like I stopped breathing for a while because he just looked at me with his pretty brown eyes.

"How did you? W-what are you even doing here?" I asked blushing.

"Ohh I was actually just going over some things for my next music video with a choreographer and some dancers" he replied "and the door was open.. I was just curious and surprised to see you in here" he added with a smile on his face.

"Oh yeah.. it's just something I do on the side of things. I started when I first moved to New York" I said slightly embarrassed.

"Well that looked pretty.." he paused for a second "amazing" he added.

"Well thank you" I said chuckling while taking a bow and he started slightly laughing.

Ugh I can't handle his cuteness. No, no stop Madison you're getting this all wrong. Don't get your hopes up I kept saying to myself.

"Well I'll see you at school then?" he asked looking down.

"Right" I smiled at him while packing my things "See you then."

Once I was back home I took a nice long shower and afterwards got dressed for the day.
Seeing Shawn there today.. made me think. Why can't things just get back to how they used to be? I mean we used to best friends. To me he wasn't just the kid I had playdates with. We had a special bond. I still remember when he first took me to our so called secret spot. The treehouse in the middle of the woods. From that day on we always met up there and just talked for hours. Even though.. we were just kids. I really miss those times. I miss having him as my best friend and sometimes I really need him. I just wanna know if he feels the same way. Probably not. I mean I probably didn't even mean that much to him way back then.

Why don't I just talk to him about it?
No that's absolutely crazy, you would just embarrass yourself infront of him.
Ughh that stupid voice inside my head.
But I have hope. I mean it's not a big deal. I just wanna get closer with him again. We could build up that friendship we once had.
But he probably doesn't even want to. He'll just think you're ridiculous.
Oh shut up.

I got up from my bed and decided to just.. go for it.
Yep, I headed straight to his house without even knowing what to say to him.
This was it. I'm infront of his door.
Okay I'm making this way to dramatic, I mean I can still turn back around and leave.
But I wasn't going to. I rang the doorbell. The door was immediately opened. It was his mom.

"Oh Hi Mrs.Mendes umm I'm Ma-"
I got cut off before I could finish to introduce myself.

"Madison? It's really you. Ohh it's been so long.. since when are back?" she said happy to see me.

I was surprised she even recognized me after all these years.

"We moved back about two months ago actually." I replied with a smile upon my face. "Um is Shawn there?" I asked curiously.

"Oh yes of course" she said nicely before calling him. "Shawn Madisons here" she yelled up to his room.

I could feel my palms becoming sweaty. Why was I this nervous? What am I going to say to him?

Next thing I knew Shawns bedroom door opened and he stepped out.

"Oh heeeey Madison, what are you doing here? Sorry that sounded rude" he said chuckling.

"Well I was just wondering if you're up to talk?" I asked blushing.

"Sure, let's go to my room" so I followed him upstairs. We sat down on his bed. There was some awkwardness going on.
Until I broke the silence.

"Soo.. what I came here to ask you is.. umm.. do you ever miss the old times when we were best friends? I blurted out, immediately regretting those words.

It was silent.

"Ughh I'm so dumb. I'm just making this awkward I'm sorry." I said as I got up.

"No, Mads" he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. He called me by my nickname. "Yeah, I do actually." he let go of me and I sat back down.

"Really" I asked surprised.

"Yeah.. I mean we used to be the best of friends. What we had was special." he said smiling at me.

I sighed of relief.
"I guess it was.." I said, smiling back at him.

And so we just sat there talking about.. well everything. It felt just like old times again.
We exchanged numbers and I headed back home.

A/N:

I know what you're probably thinking: it's way too early for them to admit their feelings for each other, but just keep reading ;)

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