My Inspiration (An Ansel Elgort Fanfiction)

*Authors Note*
Hey guys! I think I'll be updating every Friday now, because I'm very busy during the week. I'm absolutely ecstatic to reach 240 reads, I appreciate each and every one of you who read this! Thank you all so much!

*Maddie's POV*

Ansel steps to the side and motions for me to enter his apartment, and I do. I look around the large apartment, taking in everything.

"Madeline, this is Nat, I'm sure you know who he is." Ansel says with a smile, nodding towards Nat.

"Of course, I've been a big fan ever since The Naked Brothers Band" I say with a laugh, smiling over at Nat.

"Maddie, it's very nice to meet you. You're all Ansel has been talking about since-" Nat starts saying before Ansel screams, cutting him off.

"NAT!" he screams, and leads me further into the apartment.

I feel my cheeks heat up, and my gaze drops to the floor as I follow Ansel and Nat, who both sat down on a large couch in the living room.

I sit next to Ansel, Nat on his other side. Nat's eyes remain on me, and he begins to ask me questions.

"So you're a dancer?"

"Sort of."

"What do you mean, sort of?"

"I danced for the first time the other day in two years."

He nods, glancing down at the floor and then at Ansel before back at me.

"You know Ansel used to dance, right?" Nat asks, casually, but Ansel didn't react the same.

"We don't need to bring that up, Nat..." Ansel says quietly.

"Oh yes we do. When did you dance?" I ask, turning to look at Ansel again.

"When I was young I did ballet. Got into my first play that way, and that's how I got into acting." He explains, lifting his head to meet my eyes.

I could feel my eyes light up a bit at his words, and I turn my body so I'm facing him, bringing my knees to my chest.

"That's awesome! Do you remember anything?" I ask, a smile playing at my lips.

"Not much, though I'd probably remember if I saw it." He said as a hint, and I could see the smirk on his face.

I knew he didn't expect me to actually get up dance, so that's exactly what I did.

I stood up from the couch so I was standing in the open area in front of it, and set my bag where I was sitting on the couch.

"What about...arabesque?" I ask and go into an arabesque pose, all of my weight on one leg and the other in the air, one arm out towards my side and the other up in front of me.

A laugh escapes Ansel's lips as he nods, speaking softly.

"Ahhhh, yes it's all starting to come back now."

"And... pique?" I say with a smile, going on releve with one foot and bending the other leg to the side so my toes were at the side of me knee.

"pirouette" I state before bringing my arms in a circle shape in front of me, doing a pirouette triple turn like it was nothing.

"Alright there, show off, I remember now." Ansel says with a laugh, and I return to a normal stance.

"You were right Ansel, she is a natural" Nat says, flashing me a smile.

I return his smile before going back to sit on my spot on the couch, next to Ansel.

"So you think you might permanently dance again?" Nat questions, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Maybe, I definitely miss it" I say with a shrug of my shoulders.

"You should, I haven't seen you dance, but from what I have seen you look like you enjoy it" Nat says, his eyes still on me.

"Well, we've learned that you love to dance and read, but you haven't learned much about what we love to do. So, I present you with what me and Nat spend almost our entire free time doing." Ansel says, clicking a button on his television remote so the screen turns on and the words, "Call Of Duty" light up on the screen.

*Authors Note*
Again, thank you all so much for reading, I appreciate each one of you! Now that I have over 240 reads, I would love to see more comments on each of my chapters. Tell me what you like, what you think is going to happen, or even if you have any suggestions. Mt goal for this chapter will be 3 comments so PLEASE comment!