Proud - Keep You

Chapter 26

Leon’s POV:

“Hello our new dancer!” I grin and greet (Your name) with a welcoming hug as Aston stands next to us and watch, “ready to meet the dancers?” I ask her, as she smiles nervously as we pull out from the hug. “Nervous, but I’m sure I’ll be okay,” she giggles nervously “our dancers are lovely baby,” Aston chips in as I smile at her, and then stare at him, which he soon catches me. “What?” He asks innocently “what’d you mean what? Go on! Get to work,” I joke with him as Aston laughs, before turning to (Your name). “I’ll see you later baby,” he says softly to her, giving her a warming hug and a kiss on the cheek before leaving her, but she seems to have lost all confidence and hope when he soon disappears behind a door.

“Come on then,” I smile encouragingly, but she sighs “okay,” her voice is now shaking with nerves, “don’t worry about it! All the dancers are so excited to meet you,” I grin as she smiles sweetly as we approach the door to the dance studio.

“Hello dancers-” I was cut off, because as soon as (Your name) stepped through the door, all the dancers went running up to her with squeals and cheers, before all piling on her for a hug to welcome her. “Wow, thanks for the welcome,” (Your name) has been surprised by the lovely welcome she was given, “we’ve been so excited to meet you!” Georgina squealed as (Your name) smiled and seemed to be already enjoying her time. “I’ll let you guys get on,” I interpret before leaving the studio, to go to JLS’ room.

When I get in there, I notice that JB and Oritsé are sorting out some songs, Marvin is looking at merchandise things, and Aston... Well, let’s just say Aston was up to his old ways of flirting with the concert outfit designer, maker and chooser, Dominique. “Aston!” I call over to him, frightening the life out of him which makes the other lads chuckle as Aston turns from Dominique, “yeah?” “Stop your flirting and get to work,” “I haven’t got anything to do!” He wines like a child “what’d you mean you haven’t? You have loads! I’m pretty sure Marvin has something for you to do,” “like?” “I don’t know, how about asking him,” I laugh back as Aston smiles faintly. “Go on then, ask... You just want to flirt with Dominique, don’t you?” I asked, slightly becoming unimpressed “no-” “Yes you do... Now just get your arse to work! I hope to God (Your name) is a lot better than you,” “she is!” JB suddenly butts in, which makes Aston frown as he looks wounded by the comment JB made. “Is she?” I ask, “Yeah, whatever jobs you set her; she’ll do it and get it done to the best of her ability,” JB grins at me, as Aston’s eyes wonder to follow Dominique, “ASTON,” I suddenly scream, getting agitated with his lack of interest to work, “whoa! What?” He asks exasperated “get your arse to work... Or shall I set (Your name) on to you?” I hiss as Aston sighs and moves closer to the table of the studio, “better,” I hiss again, before moving myself out of the studio room.

Oritsé’s POV:

“Babe... Come here,” Aston instantly calls over to Dominique, as soon as Leon has gone, which she replies to and cares for his need for her, as she allows him to wrap her up in his arms around her waist, as her delicate arms go around his neck. “Dom, you’re distracting Aston,” JB says, but Dominique glares at him, “and? Do I give a shit? Aston wants me,” she says like a little school girl who thinks they’re so amazing! But Aston just laughs before placing his head onto her shoulder and nuzzling his face into her neck. Although, I glance over at JB who didn’t look too impressed, but brushed it off and soon got back to work.

Georgina’s POV:

Everyone loved (Your name)! She is so sweet and just loveable as well as amazing to talk to. Plus, she has learnt the first five song dances in just about twenty minutes! We were gonna get really far with these rehearsals.

“Okay guys, go on your lunch break and come back for two ‘o’ clock, where we will continue,” Leon announced, as we all grinned. “(Your name), come to lunch with all of us and tell us about yourself,” I offer as the rest of the dancers agree “you sure?” She asks, her voice sounding uncertain, “of course! Please,” I grin in hope, as she smiles “okay,” she accepts as she grabs her bag and then joins us on the walk to the canteen.