Dance With Me.

Chapter 7

     "Okay, Jeanette. I think I'm packed." Marissa said to me as I eyed the 3 suitcases she planned on bringing with us during our 2 month debut of touring as One Direction's backup dancers. After the 2 months, we got a break to come and relax for a couple of weeks before we were back and at it.

     "What did you bring? Your whole closet?" I said as I rolled my eyes and zipped up my single suitcase. I could always buy more clothes if I needed them. 

     "Oh, shut up. You never know who you might meet whilst touring with the biggest boy band around." Marissa said. I laughed, Marissa's crush on Liam was more than obvious, but it's clear he's madly in love with his girlfriend, Danielle Paezer. 

     "Okay, Riss. Whatever you say," there's no point in arguing with her, "let's go, my mom is waiting to drive us to the airport." As we walked out of my room, I surveyed my bedroom and flicked off the lightswitch. For the next two months, my bedroom would be vacant while I was out, touring England.

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     "Okay ladies and gentleman, the plane will be landing in around 10 minutes. So wake up!!" The cheery flight attendant said in her annoying voice. I had fallen asleep during the whole flight on Marissa's shoulder as she made googly eyes at the band's drummer, Josh Devine, in the next row. I'd have to ask her about that later.

     "JEANETTE! WAKE UP SLEEPING BEAUTY!" Marissa shouted as she shook my shoulders.

     "Shit, Riss. I'm up, I'm up." I said with annoyance. 

     "Everybody hold on, we are about to land." the attendant said.

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     As me and Marissa, as well as the rest of the backup dancers, got off of the plane, a bunch of camera flashes blinded us. 

     "Jeanette, Jeanette! Over here! How's Harry? Are you pregnant? Is it true that you are cheating on him with Niall? What brand are you wearing?" it seems all the paparazzi were shouting at me. I covered my head as the airport security lead us to the limos we'd be taking to our new flats. 

     "Damn, Jeanette. You're like famous now." Marissa said to me as she tickled me. Harry and I were officially dating as of a month now, and he let it slip to an interviewer. Since then, my life has been hectic. I don't mind that much though, as long as I have my lovely Hazzabear. Some of the fans can be vicious though. There's anti-Jeanette twitters and people constantly telling me to kill myself. That really hurts because I didn't do anything to them, it's not my fault I'm dating their favorite celebrity. Harry convinced me to make a twitter so I could stay updated and I'm kind of regretting I did. I took out my iPhone and sent out a quick tweet 'just arrived in England! Can't wait to see my baby @HarryStyles.' Almost instantly my mentions blow up. Most nice; '@JeanetteDances and @HarryStyles are sooooooooo cute!!" But some not so nice; '@JeanetteDances stay away from my man you hoe.' Rude. 

      "Yeah, I guess so." I said to Marissa then put in my headphones and drown out the voices of all the excited backup dancers. In two hours, I would be seeing my boyfriend.

      As we walked into where we would be staying, my jaw dropped. The 10 girls had one big flat, and the 5 male dancers' was across the hall. We were on the second floor and Harry and the lads were on the floor above us in one huge suite. We found that each bedroom held 2 girls and of course Marissa and I shared one. We walked around in awe, exploring our new home. Waiting in the living room was a card with words written in script on it.

      "Girls! Come here! We have mail!" Marissa sang out as the 8 other girls came tumbling in. 

      We all crowded around as a girl named Amanda read it out loud, "Dear dancers, welcome to England! To properly welcome you, the boys and I wanted to invite you all to a dinner party tonight at No. 35, one of London's best kept secrets. Dress fancy, and we hope to see you there! Liam xx." The room rang out in squeals as we all rushed off to our respective rooms to find an outfit fitting for the occasion. 

     "Jeanette, you should totally wear your black long sleeve dress. You're gonna look kickin'. And so will I, I'm gonna wear my lovely purple number my mother bought me for my birthday. Finally it will be put to good use. I hope Josh will be there..." Marissa babbled. All she's been talking about was the band's drummer, Josh Devine, as we got ready for the dinner party.

     "I'm sure he will, Marissa. Now I'm gonna go shower, don't mess up our room while I'm gone." I said as I grabbed my towel and robe. 

      After my shower, Marissa helped me get all dolled up and vice versa. (A/N Jeanette and Marissa's outfits will be on the side. The black is Jeanette's and the purple is Marissa's.)  

     Taking one last look in the mirror, I shut off the lights in our room and walked out of the flat. I was ready to get my party on.

     The limo pulled up to a very expensive looking restraunt and we all went inside.

     "Jeanette! Over here!!" a very silly Irish boy called over to me. I motioned for Marissa to follow me and we sat with the boys at their table. But there was one boy missing.

     "Where's Harry?" I asked, puzzled.

     "He'll be here shortly, love." Liam said. Okay? Out of the corner of my eye I saw Marissa trying to look seductive as Josh very casually checked her out.

      "Um, boys? Would it be okay if Josh sat with us?" I am such a good friend. 

      "Yeah, 'course." Zayn said with a wink at me. He'd noticed Josh and Marissa's constant flirting across the room too. Marissa made a 'come here' motion with her hand to Josh and he jumped up quickly and strolled over. I sat in silence as everyone carried on conversations. I was very lonely. Where is Harry?

     "Hello, everyone. Thank you all for being here!" said the loud booming voice that is Harry Styles from up on the stage. There was something odd about him.. he was wearing a leotard and tights with his hair up in a ballet bun. I immediately cracked up. "You maybe be wondering why I am dressed like this. As you know, my girlfriend Jeanette," he motioned over to me, "and the rest of you are  dancers and in order to make you all feel more comfortable on your first night here we decided to dress in your native clothes." He gave the rest of the boys signals and they undressed and revealed that they, too, were wearing dance attire. Oh. My. Word. The whole room was in a chorus of laughter. "Now that that's over with, we have another very special surprise for you all tonight. Without further ado, I'd like the lads to come up here."  Everyone cheered as the 4 other ballerina boys pranced up onto the stage and grabbed microphones from behind the curtain. 

     "You all are very lucky. You get to hear the world premiere of our new single, Live While We're Young!!!!!" Louis shouted enthusiasticly. The crowd went wild. This was going to be the best tour ever.

     [ A/N HEY MY LOVELIES. I haven't updated in what.. two weeks? The big reason is... dunh dunh dunhhhh school. Ew. High school is stressful. Plus I've had legit writers block and it was awful. I had all these ideas and I didn't know how to put them together to make a good chapter. But voila, here we are! if you read this story- I love you guys for real doe. The media in the side is Jeanette and Marissa's dresses for the party and Live While We're Young. That video is like pure awesomeness. Tonight let's get some, AND LIVE WHILE WE'RE YOUNG. I'm a tad obsessed. ]