One Direction's Dancer

Olympics

“It’s today Mac” Dani squealed excitedly as she pinned her hair.

“I know! I’m so excited but sad it’s over” I grinned as I brushed my eyelids with eye shadow.

I almost laughed as I went and stood beside Dani in our strange outfits. Hers plaid and mine was all these little flowers. They were cute but I think a better pattern might have been a little more appealing to my eyes and well everyone elses but I can deal with it, it’s the last day, who cares anymore.

“Alright girls you’re on! Make this one count”

“Last one girls! Group huddle” I yelled out.

Each of the girls came over and we wrapped our arms around each others shoulders.

“We have done so great girls!” Lola squealed happily.

“I will miss our dance family” One of the younger girls frowned.

“Me too” Dani agreed with the 17 year old.

“Let’s do this girls! Last chance! Make it count! I love you all” I said.

“I love you” Each of them said to each other.

They were like sisters to me, after so much training and so many day together I wouldn’t want them to be any less.

I am going to miss them so much!

“On 3 girls!” Lalia said.

“1, 2, 3” One of the older girls counted down.

“BEAU-TI-FUL” The girls said sassily before bursting into giggles, we hi-fived before walking out into the stadium.

I walked over to my starting point and waited for the music to blare as it had every other day, but it didn’t start on time.

I looked over at Dani who looked at me curiously.

‘What’s going on?’ I mouthed to her.

She shrugged.

Then music started but it wasn’t the CD, it was live.

I turned around to a guitarist, a bassist and a drummer playing with five cheeky boys standing in front of them. I just stared with my mouth wide open.

Harry caught my gaze and sent me a wink.

‘Dance’ he mouthed.

With that I turned back to the front and waited for my beat.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8- GO!

“I cannot believe you were there.”

“We were asked to do it last minute and Li and I thought it would be a cute surprise. Oh god I sound like a girl” He moaned as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Thankyou, it was sweet Harry” I smiled.

“Really? Worthy of a kiss?” He smirked.

“Maybe” I smiled cheekily making sure he could see my dimples.

“Two can play that game babe” He said smiling cheekily making his dimples visible.

His dimples drive me crazy, they just, I cannot even describe in words.

I took my arms from around his neck and left them at my side.

“Uh-Uh you aint going no where beautiful” He said slipping his arms around my waist.

“I am not giving into you, Cheshire boy”

“Boy? Did you call me a boy?” He asked as I pulled out of his grasp ready to run, “I am not a boy! I am a man! MacKenzie, I am a man!” He said.