Good Meets Bad

Chapter 7.

Last night made everything clear. In a sense. At first, Harry was being very rude. Commenting on what I wear and how I act around people. Didn't seem like the person I would want to hang around with. But somehow, when he took control over me, I didn't want him to stop. It was a confusing yet great feeling. But when he asked me out, I suddenly realized that my boyfriend back home will be devastated. And plus, I love Matthew with all my heart and I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world. I think the reason I'm feeling this way is because Matthew had never shown affection for me. Yes we've kissed but never like how Harry and I did. That kiss with Harry was something I never shared with Matthew and honestly, it was something that I liked.

I need to relieve some of this stress out. I can't deal with this anymore. Since Chelsea wasn't in her bed when I woke up, I guess I wont be telling my feelings to her. I google some nearby dance studios and I found one a couple of blocks from here. I grabbed a bag and put some clothes in it and left my dorm.

I've been dancing for a while now. My mother has always told me that dancing was a waste of time and I shouldn't put any focus onto it because it is very distracting. But at the same time, she kind of understood that I've done it ever since I was 6 years old and it's a part of me that I will never let go.

During the walk, I start to think about Harry for some reason. How the kiss was so passionate and very delicate. Something I would have never expected him to share with somebody else. I just only wish Matthew was like that with me. Matthew and I go way back. He was the love of my life. Right? I'm sure Harry would never sit down and listen to my feelings like the way Matthew does with me.

I arrive at the dance studio and the outside of it was absolutely breathtaking. It was almost made entirely out of glass and the reflection of the sun in the glass just made it even more breathtaking than it was before. I walk in and there's a nice women sitting on the front desk. The plate on the desk said 'Ashley Hilson'.

"Hello there, what can I do for you?" She asks me.

"I'm here to take one of the studios." I say as of I was buying a studio, even though I just wanted to do a routine.

"Okay, you can enter studio 4. It's the second door on the right." She says while pointing down a hallway.

"Thank you." I say with a smile.

I walk down the hallways and I look thought the windows of the other studios and the dancers seem very stuck up. With their expensive dancing shoes and my raggedy old ones don't compare at all.

I open the door and studio is crazy beautiful. Mirrors surround the entire room but one wall. It has long a ballet stand and pictures above of beautiful ballerinas. I look to the left corner of the studio and I see a bathroom. I go up to the bathrooms and lock myself in it. I get dressed into some shorts, sports bra and a workout tee. I walk out of the bathroom and put my belongings in the corner of the room.

Before I begin stretching, I go up to the stereo and plug in my phone to the speakers and put it on shuffle. Adore You by Miley Cyrus begins to play. I stop the song because I then realize that I wanted to do a routine to that song.

I am a contemporary jazz dancer. It's mixed with ballet and jazz. Very slow but fast movements.

Different genres of music start to play from The Fray to Rihanna artists start to fill the room with all their deep lyrics while I stretch and get myself prepared. When I finished, I went back over to my phone and changed the song back to Miley. The song begins to play and I start circling around the room thinking of the starting move. I think of the lyrics in the song in the beginning. She starts saying "Baby" as if she were calling them. That's when I thought of stretching over making it look like I'm calling somebody over with my body.