Dark Dancer -Zayn Malik Fanfiction-

The mirrored and wooden floored room was nearly empty aside from a girl dancing, dancing her heart out. The sound of her pointe shoes aginst the floor is the only sound in the dimmed room. You could tell it was her soul and passion through her swift and graceful moves.

She finished her sequence of movements and sat on the ground. she panted for a moment before standing up and walking over to her bag. She untied and removed her pointe shoes before putting them in the bag.

She took out her socks and slid them one by one on her feet. She repeated this action with her boots. She took her phone out of her bag and looked at the lock screen. She had seven missed calls from her father. This ment bad news. She quickly hopped up and ran to the exit of the one roomed mirrored and wooden floored building.

She ran down the dimly lit alley way looking for her apartment building. She ran a little longer before tripping and falling down. He leggings got ripped in the process. She quickly got up and continued to run. She found her apartment building and ran in the door. She ran up the stairs in the building to the fourth floor. She ran down the hall and stopped at room 411. She fumbled with her keys a moment before finding the right one and unlocked the door.