-Jade's P.O.V.-
It's the first concert since I've been back and I'm a bit nervous. Why? I feel like if I forgot a few dance moves. Jesy must have seen me pacing around because next thing I knew, I'm sitting on a couch having water shoved in my face.
"Drink up. Don't want you fainting." She laughed as I grabbed the cup. I smile at her and sipped it.
"Thanks."
"No problem. Hey don't be nervous. You'll rock it. I'm sure." She said as she stroked my once again blue hair. I dyed it last night since I wanted some color back.
I nodded and we were soon dancing in front of a big crowd of people. A few girls recognised me and I waved at them while I could.
The concert soon ended and I headed backstage with the rest of the girls following behind me. "Hey guys, where's Harry?" I asked.
There were some girls backstage I wanted him to take a look at. See which one caught his eye.
"He's over there." Pointed Zayn. I looked over and saw him with younger fans, signing stuff and taking pictures. "Thanks."
I walked over to him and grabbed him by the arm. "Let's go see some fans and see if they catch your eye." I told him as I dragged him to the older group of girls. I heard him sigh, but chose to ignore it.
"Hello." He greeted them. He talked with them for a while before they all left. When they did, he turned to me and shook his head. "No one?" I asked with a pout. "Nope." He replied and walked off.
I sighed. This is going to be tougher than I thought.
-Harry's P.O.V.-
Yesterday's talk with Jade really brought me to reality and made me realize that I have no chance with her.
I know she was just trying to make things right, but to be honest, I went to the hotel room crying that night. She changed my world completely. I know she knows that, she jsut doesn't feel the same and I now respect it.
Just for her sake. I don't want her to deal with me anymore. I feel like I have put her through enough suffering.
I'll move on
Just for her.
A/N It's nearing and end but i will have a sequel
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The Backup Dancer | Jade and Harry *rewriting*
FanfictionWhen five girls get chosen to be backup dancers for One Direction, shit gets real.
