Away From Home (Dalton Rapattoni Fanfic)

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Skylens POV
"SKYYYLEEEEN" I jump up. Wtf Dalton. He was yelling at me from the kitchen. I look around and see I'm in Dalton's bed. Then I remember last night. "Kid come on we're late." he said as he poked his head in the door. "Late for what? I'm in my pajamas Dalton!" i yell sleepily.
"That's why I'm taking you home so you can change."
"Ugh fine." i get out of bed and put on one of dalton's beanies to cover my messy ass hair. I threw on my toms from last night and grabbed my phone. I walked out and saw Dalton eating a bowl of Oreo O's. He lifted his head to see me. "Morning beautiful." he said has he put the now empty bowl in the sink. He was wearing a white DALTON shirt that he crossed out. Black skinny jeans, and his hightops.
"You ready?" he said while turning around and grabbing his keys.
"I mean I'm in my pajamas so... yes?"
"We will stop by your house so you can get whatever you need."

we're in the car now.
"Oh yeah. Where are we going so i know what to get?"
"It's a surprise"
"Fine then tell me what to wear and bring"
"Ok... You need to wear something you can move in but also nice but not fancy."
"You're lucky i know what you mean because you make no sense."
"Sky that made sense you're just tired and grumpy" i crossed my arms and lowed into my seat. He's right. I'm tired and grumpy. I'm not a morning person. We got to my house and i ran upstairs. I put on my black high waisted skinny jeans and tucked in a black tank top and put on flowy white crop top. Not my normal style but whatever. The tank top is to make sure no part of my midsection is seen. I'm way to pale for that. I took my hair out of the braids and let the curly fall. I put on balck beanie that I stole from Dalton and went down stairs where Dalton was drinking a monster. "What type of ma- where did you get that Monster?"
"The fridge"
"That's Kaylee's, she's going to kill you."
"I'll get her one on the way back. And besides there are like 13 others in there"
"Whatever. What type of makeup?"
"Um.... You don't need it. You're beautiful without."
"Ugh you're useless." he put his hands on my hips and kissed me gently.
"What was that for?" i asked as i pulled away.
"Well, knowing you, you're about to go out on dark red lipstick and I wanted to kiss you before it turned my lips red."
"Dalt you kiss me when I'm wearing lipstick all the time."
"True but I just wanted to kiss you. No go put on your shoes." he pecked my lips then turned me around and sent me up stairs. I rolled my eyes and went. I put on a normal look. Nude eyeshadow, liner on my waterline, mascara and of course my dark red lipstick. I put on my hightops and started going down the stairs when "AND GET YOUR DANCE SHOES"
What the heck?

"Which ones?"
"Uhh... Yes!" i rolled my eyes and grabbed my latin shoes. I went down stairs again and Dalton was on his phone "why do i need these dalt?"
"Because you do. Now get in the car." he said without looking up. I rolled my eyes and walked out. I got a few feet away from the porch when i heard the door close. I kept walking then felt arms wrap around my waist and spin me around. "Ahhh!!! Dalton put me down!"
"Never!!"
"What the heck is wrong with you!?!?" he kissed my cheek and put me down. I turned to face him.
"I don't know what's wrong with me but you're everything that's right with me" he said while pulling me into a hug. I pulled away. "Aww" he leaned in close about to kiss but said "have I ever told you you are the most beautiful girl i have seen?" before i could answer he leaned in closer to give me a kiss and well i kissed him on the cheek leaving him wide eyed. My liquid lipstick hasn't dried yet so i left a big kiss on his cheek.
"Only a few." i laughed "You might wanna fix that before it dries." i said with a chuckle. He rolled his eyes and opened the car door for me like he always does. He got in quickly after and found a napkin to get the lipstick off his cheek.
We started driving to i don't know where he wont tell me.
"When was the last time you danced?" he asked me out of the blue.
"Um... When i was in Georgia why?"
"Ok... Are you happy?"
"Um yeah... I have the best boyfriend in the world how could i not be happy. Dalton why are asking these things?"
"Well I saw all your dance stuff on the floor last night and I looked at the pictures and you looked so happy. Genuinely happy. And I guess I thought you weren't happy without dance. You love it so much. I can tell by the way you talk about it You're so passionate about it and the video's you've shown me you're so amazing and I want you to be that happy again because I love you and and. I got you dance lessons!"

I was speechless. He did that for me? We pulled into a dance studio parking lot and i couldn't move. I can't believe someone would do such a wonderful thing for me. "Skylen? You ok." he asked.

"Thank you. Thank you so much." we got out of the car and i hugged him as tight as possible.

"Anything for you" he whispered in my ear. "I also think this will help with the dreams and panic attacks."
I pulled away "Dalton I haven't had a panic attack in weeks." i said to him.
"Sky that's not true." i gave him a confused look.

"Every night you start kicking and screaming in your sleep. Breathing heavy. I know what it looks like when someone is having a panic attack in their sleep. I've had countless. It takes a bit but eventually I'm able to calm you down"
"Oh. Im im sorry dalton."
"Hey hey hey it's ok. It's not your fault. You can't control them. Now let's go inside your lesson starts in 10 minutes." i nod and we go inside.

I put on my practice shoes and my lesson starts shortly. I see Dalton mouth good luck and I smile. He loses himself in his phone. After my lesson with Leah (who is the owner and was my instructor) she told me she wanted to talk.
"so Skylen. You are absolutely amazing." she said
"Oh my gosh thank you so much it means a lot."
"Your boyfriend told me you were amazing and he was right. I watch videos of you dancing and you look so passionate and I watched the ones you choreographed and you truly have a gift"
"Thank you!"
"Being able to dance with you I can tell your technical but also fun. We'd like to offer you a job here at the School of Ballroom"
"Oh my gosh"
"You'd be a part time teacher teaching the beginner teens on wednesday and maybe a few one on one lessons a week. But we'd like for you to be a full time choreographer."
"Oh my gosh this is wonderful. I would love to."
"Ok well come over here we will fill out some paperwork."
"Ok awesome!" we filled out some paperwork which took an extra 20 minutes.
"Ok well we can't wait for you to join our staff."
"Alright thank you." i walked into the lobby where Dalton was still on his phone. Without him noticing i took off my practice shoes and put on my high tops. He is still on his phone so what do i do? Jump on him. He looked up and pecked my cheek completely unfazed.
"You ready to go?" he asked. I nodded.
"How'd everything go?" he asked had I got off his lap.
"Amazing. I got a job as a choreographer!!"
"No way!"
"Yes way!"
"I'm so proud of You!!" he wrapped his arms around my waist and spun me around. He put me down and kissed him.
"That was for being amazing" we laughed and got to his car.

He started driving in a comfortable silence. He grabbed my hand with his right. I looked at him and smiled and he did the same then looked back on the road.
"When do you start?" he asked
"Next week. Some of the pros are doing a few Christmas dances and they want me to choreograph them"
"When are they performing them?"
"The week or two before Christmas i think."
"That's soon. Are you dancing with them?"
"I think so."

hey loves! I promise I am going somewhere with this book, I finally have an idea of how things are gonna work out. After the next few chapters I will probably be doing a time skip here or there to keep things moving.

I hope you're enjoying it!

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