Twitta// Z.M

Thirty-Six

Justine's POV

"Next up we have Zayn Malik and up-and-coming artist, Justine Skye preforming, for the first time ever, their new single... YOU DONT KNOWWWW"

Miley Cyrus yelled into the microphone before the lights shut off and she rushed off of stage to change.

The music started and I walked behind the large screen the was on stage. We'd decided to go all out for this performance since it was my biggest one yet.

Shadows danced on the screen as I walked. I finally made it to the part where I was to walk out on stage and start singing. I took a quick breath and then raised the microphone to my mouth.

"Boy what you trynna prove, can't we just talk about it"

I sang as I walked out onto the stage. The dancers walked with me down until we were at the middle of the stage. Our legs taking long, slow strides.

When I got there I whipped my head to the side and rubbed down my body.

"And I'm afraid it'll hurt when I finally fall down"

I sank down to the ground and sat on the heels of my feet.

I opened my legs and rested my hand that wasn't holding the microphone on my knee.

"Cause the weight of my world is in the palm of your hands now"

I snapped my legs shut and stood up.

"But you don't know it"

The beat dropped and I began winding my hips and dancing along with the dancers.

When the chorus ended one of the male dancers wrapped his arm around me, feeling down my body.

I whipped around and pushed lightly at him, just as I was told to do by the choreographer.

I continued to sing the next verse, me and the dancer almost seeming to be having an argument but with our bodies.

The chorus went by again and then Zayn slowly raised up onto stage behind me.

He started his verse and he had his arm around my waist. I looked at him in an almost loving way and he looked down to me as if he was singing to me.

I removed myself from his hold and went to the dancers and sang the chorus with Zayn and then started to dance as I had practiced before.

My hips swerving and swaying all over Zayn's front. Finally when I sang the last,

"You don't know it"

Zayn snatched me around and planted a kiss on my lips.

Fire lit up the stages rims and Zayn and I started to go down.

Once we were under the stage and we're no longer seen. Zayn and I walked quickly to our changing room.

I screamed when the door closed and jumped up and down.

"Oh my gosh Zayn... WE DID IT! I DID IT!! Oh my goodness."

I rushed over to him and jumped into his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist and my arms around his neck.

I hugged his head and he chuckled.

"Yea we did.. you did" he quietly spoke.

I pulled back and saw his beautiful smile and I couldn't help but to smile back at him.

Slowly, though we both started to lean it, our heads at least.

His going up and mine going down.

Our lips were so close to touching but before anything could happen a rapped knocking sounded at the door.

I hopped down off of Zayn and went to the door. I opened it and saw Christine. Before I could even talk she pulled me in and hugged me so tight.

"I'm so proud of you.. now let's get you changed for the rest of the show."