Dancer (One Direction//Little Mix)

Chapter 11

•3 weeks later•

It's been three weeks since we've left New York, my aunt went home, and Harry hasn't spoke to me, since the incident.

"Good morning." Perrie chirped.

"Hi." I groggily stated.

"All the dancers left, something about asking the managers about opening positions or something." Jade shrugged.

"Ok, I don't really care right now. You all kept me up until to late." I mumbled, plopping down on the couch.

"Sorry, we wanted to play truth or dare." She shrugged.

"And that ended up with me kissing almost all of you." I shuddered.

"We were trying to get you to kiss Harry, but nooooo. You had to bail out on that one. But it was pretty funny seeing you go to someone asking for a condom." She giggled.

"Whatever, that guy was weird!" I mumbled.

"Oh so you want to kiss Harry?" Jade smirked.

"No, that's the reason I bailed out!" I huffed.

"Hey by the way, you have dance practice in thirty minutes. Even though you don't dance on stage until like a week, and we aren't supposed to be practicing. But whatever." Leigh shrugged.

"I swear, the dancers hate me." I groaned. Slipping on my tennis shoes.

"No they don't." Perrie chuckled.

"You haven't practiced with them alone. Especially Marcy. She's a b!tch." I muttered.

"Adam doesn't hate you. He actually talks about you a lot." Jade smiled.

"Whatever, I need to go. Your 18 year old dancer awaits.

•

"Oh my gosh! Are you ok?" Perrie gushed when I limped inside.

"No." I growled. My head was pounding and my body was aching so bad.

"What happened?" Leigh asked, resting her hand on my arm.

"The dancers, kept shoving me around, then someone pushed me off the stage, saying it was an accident. Then when I would jump through the hole, they wouldn't throw me right so my body was tossed around like a rag doll." I groaned.

"Oh baby! How did you walk?" Jesy asked.

"I didn't. Adam drove me here."

"C'mon, let's sit down."

"Here's the thing. I can't walk." I whispered. Leaning against the wall.

"I'll get one of the boys." Perrie ran off and I sighed.

"You're bruised so badly." Jade mummers, touching almost all the bruises.

"Whoa, you look awful." Zayn commented.

"Thanks Zayn, that's what every girl wants to hear." I stated sarcastically.

"I didn't mean it like that. How do I pick her up without hurting her or touching her wrongly?" He asked cautiously.

"Just pick me up!" I moaned.

"Ok..." He carefully carried me bridal style to the couch. He sat me down and I smiled and thanked him.

I slowly felt myself drift off to sleep.

•Perrie's POV•

I sat by Cora's sleeping body and snuggled up with my furry blanket.

"Hey guys." Harry commented walking into the hotel room.

"Hi." Jade muttered, leaning her head on the arm rest of the other couch.

"What happened to dancer over there?" Harry spat.

"She's had some hard times with the dancers that's all." Leigh shrugged.

"Oh, I'm actually going out with one of the dancers. I was coming down here to tell you that." He smiled.

"What?" Liam asked.

"Yeah, I'm going out with Marcy. She's so sweet." He cooed.

"Does she know you have a daughter?" I asked.

"Yeah, she said she wants to meet her!"

"No. You let Cora have her own daughter, before Marcy." Zayn stated.

"Ok, geez. But Gemma really needs to find a new home for Quinn soon. The paps are getting more attracted to her."

"Talk to Cora." Niall shrugged.

"I will, but I don't know how Cora will react."

"How I'll react to what?" She mumbled, sitting up, rubbing her eyes.

"Um, Gemma needs a new house for Quinn." Harry muttered.

"Why?" She asked.

"The paps are going after Gemma more. And it's getting harder for her to keep a secret like that." Harry stated sitting down besides Louis.

"Well are you going to take her?" I asked. Cora bit her lip and sighed.

"I'll take her."