Normani's POV :
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I watch as she turns bright red, avoiding eye contact.
I think I'll play with her a little, after all she wasn't the only one looking extra right these days.
I watch her intently, noting her every movement, up until I step closer to her.
"Show me what you got Lauren," I state holding my hand out.
It's cute, her crush, which causes her to blush harder.
When she doesn't take my outreached hand, I make it my mission to invade her personal space.
"I don't bite Lauren," I say holding her shoulder , then I wrap my leg around her waist, placing her hand into my own, "Unless you want me too," I whisper in her ear.
I watch the way she licks her lips and my thoughts go back to when Camila used to stare at me like that, so intimate.
"So about this crush," I say again, as she finally acts and spins me around.
"I don't know what your talking about," she lies, trying to divert the topic of conversation.
Nodding, I break free of her grip on my waist, "Fine, I'm sure Val knows what I'm talking about," I reply, walking away.
Lauren is quick on her feet, pulling me back into her, "He doesn't know what he's talking about either," she replies.
"Lauren!" Someone with headphones calls, motioning for her to come over.
"I have to go, but I'll see you later," Lauren says, staring directly into my eyes.
Nodding, I watch her leave, eyes following me as she walks away.
I blatantly stare at her ass as Val slides silently beside me.
"My Baby Sis is a catch, huh?," Val says, as he stands beside me.
On guard, I swat at his arms, "Don't do that shit boy, unless you want you face knocked in," I replied, fixing my dress with intent.
He laughs it off, secretly watching my hand movements.
"I want you to dance with my sister," He says, confidently.
"Your sister is on the sound crew though," I state, confused.
"Yes, but if you agree to dance with her this season; it will be great exposure for the both of you," He says,"Besides our parents want to see her put that dance training to use."
"I don't want to dance with her for exposure, that's not me, but if it's to make your parents happy then that's fine," I responded, looking over and observing Lauren as she worked (work, work).
Damn she was extra nice.
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Dancing With Your Heart (Hiatus)
FanfictionLauren Chmerkovskiy loved watching her brothers dance, and as the youngest sibling, it had become her favorite pastime. Though professionally trained in dance, Lauren found herself obsessed with the process of great sound. Normani, one-third of the...
