You laid in bed as you stared up at your wall, "Y/n! You better be getting ready by the time I reach the top of these stairs!"
You sigh, "Forget it, guys! I'm not going!"
You hear the sets of feet rush up and slam into your bedroom and throw themselves on your bed, "Y/n!", they both screamed.
You grunt to their weight hitting you suddenly, just to have them jump on you over and over, "Guys!"
"Can you please come?", Grayson begs, "The fandom loves you-"
"We love you-"
"It'll be really good for the video!", Grayson squeals. You look up at him and he pouts, you sigh and he takes that as a yes, "Yay! I'm gonna go make you breakfast-"
"Grayson!", you yell as he rushes out, he chooses to ignore your requests and still runs down.
Ethan and you both stare at your door for a response before he looks back at you, you two adjusts your bodies since he is still laid up on top of you, "Look, if you don't wanna go for him, go for me."
"Ethan, you know I hate dancing-"
"And you know I wouldn't want to be dancing with any other girl. Come on please?"
He stared into your eyes in desperation and you give in as he silently whispers the word yes. You laugh lightly as he helps you out of bed.
"I cannot believe I'm doing this."
"Think of the bigger picture.", you look down at his junk through the mirror and laugh.
"Oh, I am."
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"Alright ladies and gentlemen, we're back!", the boys yell at their cameras, "Obviously this is not our usual set up, but we have a pretty cool surprise for you guys, we're gonna be... drumroll please," the twins look over at you and Grayson's girlfriend and you four begin to pat on your knees, "DANCING!", they finally yell.
"Yes," Grayson said, "you heard correctly, Ethan and I are gonna learn to dance with..." an older woman walks into the frame and smiles, "Mrs. Kelly!"
"Hello!", she squeals.
"Tell us about yourself.", Ethan says, looking away from her and towards you, winking.
"Well, I've been teaching couples dance for quite a while, about 10 years and I'm extremely excited to see how the boys do."
"We are too," Ethan says, looking back up at the camera, "Grayson and I are going to be versing each other in some sort of... dance off?"
"Kind of," Mrs. Kelly nods, "but you can't do this alone, you have to have partners."
"Easy. Let me text my girlfriend.", Grayson says, as he pulls out his phone, preparing a skit we thought about.
"I will text my y/n."
"Are you and y/n not together?", Mrs. Kelly asked.
