Dance With Me.

Chapter 3

                Hey. Sorry guys, I’ve been camping with my dad in Pennsylvania for the past week. I really appreciate anyone who gives me feedback and reads this X_X.

    I blushed a deep shade of red. “Thanks, Harry. The feeling is mutual.” Then I hit him with my signature move; I bit my lip seductively.

    This time he blushed as all of his band mates were elbowing him and embarrassing him. “Okay, love, I do believe you came here to dance for us not to flirt with me. I mean, not that I mind of course… I really like it… I mean… okay just show us your dance.” We all cracked up as Harry embarassed himself.

    Oh lord, Jeanette. He’s really quite attractive. He has these soft inviting lips that I just want to engage in some make out magic with and. Wait. Jeanette. Seriously, he may be famous but he still is a 18 year old teenage boy who just happens to be famous and will probably use you for street cred with his bros. Ugh, I am getting way ahead of myself, we just engaged in some flirty banter, it’s not like he got down on one knee and begged for me to have his hand in marriage. Wait… doesn’t he have a girlfriend anyway? Marissa told me that two of them were single…….. uhh who was it again. Oh yes I remember! Liam and Danielle, Louis and Eleanor, and Zayn and Perrie were all dating. Oh so Harry and Niall are single! Hmmm... OKAY TIME TO DO YOUR THING. My brain is just a huge jumble of thoughts. Five, six, seven eight…..

    As the words of Up All Night come blasting out the speakers, I dance my ass off. Pierhoutte, and pop dat booty, step step grand jete, look up, back walk over, give a wink, and go down into a right split.

    When I’m done with the routine, I’m breathing hard but I feel high on life. The boys give me a standing ovation and start cheering for me.

     “Damn girl! I didn’t know that a tiny little girl had that in her!!!” Louis said as he came over and gave me a high five.

    “Best we’ve seen all day.” Niall shouted.

    “Urmm. You’re quite fit. And uh you have really nice… eyes…” Harry stuttered. “See what you’ve done,” he continued with a cheeky smile, “you’ve left me speechless over here.”

     “Yes and we all know that doesn’t happen often. Harry Styles speechless? Without a word to say? Unheard of!” Liam teased.

     “Oh, quit it Liam! You’re obviously embarrassing the lad.” Niall to the rescue.

    “Yeah Liam, leave me alone,” Harry said with a sexy pout. “Anyway, it’s Jeanette, right? How old did you say you were again?”

    “Well… I’m 12 years old.” I said with my best serious face, trying not to crack up.

     Harry glanced down at my urhh… girls and said, “No effing way.”

     I cracked up as all of the boys looked around at each other nervously. “I was just joshing you! Can’t a big boy like you take a joke? I’ll be 18 in 2 months.” A flirt? Moi? Okay, maybe a little bit.

      Harry pretends to wipe sweat off of his eyebrows, “Well, that’s a relief. I was just about to sue you for stealing my heart and I couldn’t very well sue a 12 year old.”

     “Aw, come on lad, that was as cheesy as the fungus we find between your toes.” Niall said as he playfully punched Harry’s arm.

    “Cut him a break, you guys,” I say as Harry looks up at me with a smile, “he’s not used to talking to girls who aren’t fainting at the sight of him. I’m sure all he has to do to get a girl is just introduce himself and wink and maybe even flip his hair for good measure.” The boys start cheering and laughing as Harry pretends to be crying at my words.

    “Hurry, Harry, get her number quick before she realizes what a dork you really are.” Louis yells and then goes to give Harry a quick shove toward me. I’m blushing at this point and the blush intensifies as Harry gestures for me to follow him back to his judge’s chair and sit on his lap. I happily oblige of course.

    “Jeanette, would you like to go on a date with me this Saturday? It won’t be at a restaurant because if the paparazzi see me out with a beautiful girl like yourself they’ll start following you around and making up rumors about us. It’ll be small, at our hotel room but the boys will be out. I know it’s not anything special but we could get to know each other better and-” I can’t help it, he’s being so cute that I just kiss him, interrupting his nervous rambling, right there in front of the boys. Which of course starts a chorus of whistles and cheers.

    “Ah, would you two get a room already? You’re poisoning my innocent mind.” Liam says with a wink. Harry looks up at me with his eyebrows raised and a questioning smile on his face. I slap him playfully on his bum and then stand up to get my phone to add his number to my contact list. After saving the new contact Harry Styles is a Sexy Beast, written by him of course, I shoot Marissa a quick text that says Be out in 5. Boy do I have a story for u! xoxo.

    “Well, my new friends, this has been an interesting audition,” I say as I wink in their direction, “If I may ask, did my friend Marissa get through also?”

    “Whoa, whoa, WHOA. Who said you were getting through, missy?” Zayn says, suddenly serious. Oh shit, they never did say that I did get through…

    “Erhm, uh, I’m sorry I just assumed because of the feedback and… I’m sorry, oh goodness, how embarrassing.” I feel my face getting redder by the second. How could I just assume that I was getting through? Dumb, dumb, dumb.

    Louis cracks up, “Zayn’s just kidding, love. Of course you made it through. As did your friend Marissa.”

    “Holy Jesus, you scared the shit out of me.” I say as I smile from ear to ear. I can’t help it… my best friend and I both just got cast to be backup dancers for One Direction’s tour, and I had a date with Harry Styles.

    Harry comes up to hug me goodbye and whispers, “You’re cute when you’re embarrassed,” then leans in to give me a kiss. I lean in too and then turn away at the last second, leaving him standing there kissing the air. “Tease!” he yells with his tongue out.

    “Bye bye, boys.” I say and then casually walk out of the studio. As soon as the door is closed and I’m out of their eye sight, I run over to Marissa and hug her and we screech like little kids even though she has no idea why. Marissa’s like that, always happy, and goes with the flow. “You’ll never believe what just happened in there, Riss…..”