Love & Passion ( Harry Styles Fanfiction )

hi there!!

this is my first story so I don't blame you if you hate it.

I'm writing this based off a movie that I saw recently. it's about a boy in an all boys juvenile facility dancing with friends he's made there, dancing every minute until his legs give out.

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Dancing is my life. It's the only thing I've got. When I'm dancing its as if everything else in the world just stops, and all you can here is the beat of the music... and the beat of my heart...

My name's Harry, Harry Styles.. I'm 18, and currently in a juvenile detention center..

Long Story.....

I used to be in a dance crew with a lot of old friends and my ex girlfriend.. We used to practice in a dance studio, but without permission. Only because we couldn't afford it. One night me an Taylor, my ex girlfriend, came to practice drunk... One thing led to another and next thing you know I end up here.. and from what I've heard, I'm the only one that got busted......

~~~~~~~~~~Harry's P.O.V.~~~~~~~~~~

Everyday after everybody ate lunch, we all went to the gym and separated into two groups and had a dance battle, like the scenes in one of those unrealistic dance movies, yea, like one of those. I know, it sounds weird, right? But it's what we did.

The motto in here is if you don't have the beat, you get beat.

Today after lunch everybody went to the gym and did the same thing we do everyday, but today I got a call that was letting me know that I was getting out of this boring place. Who's taking me? Why are they taking me? Do I even know them? All of these questions were floating around in my head.

When I was escorted to Mr. Davis' office I couldn't believe my eyes!

"Lou...? You're who is taking me?" I said, shock present in my voice as I waited for a reply.

"H... Hi Harry!"

As soon as I began to form a sentence, Mr. Davis interrupted me. "Okay, Harry you'll be leaving with Mrs. Teasdale. Here are the papers you need to sign." He said handing her a small manila folder.

"Thank you." Lou replied, while walking me out to her car with her hand planted firmly on the top of my back.

The car was filled with the sound of Lou ranting on about what I had to do. I wasn't really listening nor was I paying attention until I heard her state something about me doing community service.

"What!?" I didn't want to do community service. It made me angry. She looked at me trying not to laugh at my reaction.

"Yes Harry, you have to do community service at the studio that you damaged." I just sat there with my head sitting in the palm of my hand, looking out the window.

"I can't believe this." I whispered to myself.

"Look Harry, it won't be that hard. You only have to do two hours a day, and besides it's only on weekdays. You can do whatever you might want to do on the weekends. Think of it as... as shortened school days?" She said, the last part coming out more like a question. I sat there silently, still looking out the window.

"Yea, whatever."

Now I know what you may be thinking. I'm acting like a douche bag? But I was only acting like that because I have to do this stupid work, and of course I am the only one that got caught that night...

I just kept telling myself to do whatever Lou asked, and get through this community serivice.

After all, she did get me out of juvenile.