Stage Lover - Muke

2 - Flirting and Grand Jetés

Lukey

The next day I went to rehearsal, the other members of the cast were there, including Calum, which was a little uncomfortable since he's my understudy and we're always together to displeasure of both of us

We all were sat on the theater's seats when the director, his assistant and another guy entered the room

"First of all" he spoke "I'd like to welcome you to this new production of The Swan Lake" everybody cheered "Thanks, My name is Michael Clifford, please don't call me Mr, or sir, or any other crap like that I'm only 20, too young to be called thar" They laughed "I'll be your director, She's Monica, Miss Dixon for you, if you need information she can deliver it to you and he's Louis"

"I do like to be called Mr Tomlinson" the british man with tattoos beside Michael said, I guess his tattoos are graceful enough

"He'll be your choreographer" Michael said "I'll leave you with him so you learn the choreography and in 2 hours we start with the play"

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I was practicing my solo but there was a part I couldn't quite achieve, I kept falling every time I tried that jump

"Ok Luke, from the top" Louis sighed and I started my routine again, and fell, again "Luke, if this is too much for you, I think it's better if Calum does it"

"No! I can make it!"

"Well Luke, I can't stay the whole night with you, go home, rest, and you'll try this jump in the morning"

"Bu.."

"Good night Luke!"

"Good night Mr Tomlinson.." He took his bag and left, leaving me alone in the practice room, I wasn't gonna just leave, I know I wasn't gonna get any sleep that night if I didn't make that jump

I placed my phone on the floor, turned on the music and started to stretch, once my muscles were warmed up I positioned myself and tried to jump, I fell again, the noise bumping on the walls of the empty room

Jump, fall, jump, fall, I did that for a long time. I positioned myself again, but this time when I looked at the mirror "HOLY ss..." There was Michael in the door looking me with a confused face and containing his laughter "What are you doing here?" I asked

"I was about to leave, what are you doing here?" He asked

"Practicing"

"I can tell, you know you can do it tomorrow right?"

"No I can't, I have to make this perfect today" I said "Now, would you please let me practice?" I got in position and was about to do it when..

"You're gonna fall" Michael said

"Are you still there?"

"You're gonna fall, like you have been doing the whole day because you're standing the wrong way" He said approaching me "Let me show you" He took my hips in his hands and turned them, his touch was like feathers through the soft material of my dancing clothes, sending electricity to my entire body every time he moved his fingers. His hands traveled to my torso and placed it correctly, then leaving, even though I wanted them to stay there forever "Now, try it"

My body still tingling in the places he had touched me, I tried to do the jump again and for my surprise, this time it went perfectly, I landed on my 2 feet, no more pain

"You have a gift you know?" Mike said and I turned around now facing him "Since that first port de bras I knew you'll get the stellar, it's a shame I didn't get to see your entire performance"

"I could do it now.. if you want to.."

"I'd love to" he smiled and sat in the metallic chair beside the sound system

"Track 14" I said as getting in position, the music started and I began dancing, trying not to think about the (really handsome) man who's also my boss, sat in front of me, examining all my moves. Somehow I manage to clean my mind and focus on finishing the routine

I hear claps and turn around, I see Michael stood up and clapping, he's doing an standing ovation! I can't help the smile and the blush making it's way into my face "Magnificent" he said and I looked down, blushing harder "Your lines, your technique wow, you're so talented, just, wow, you are one of the best dancers I've ever seen"

"No I'm not.."

"Yes you are" he said lifting my face with his finger "There's nothing to be ashamed of, you should be proud, a beautiful dancer like you..." by now his gaze was locked in my eyes, his shiny green eyes reading me like an open book, looking in the deepest places of my soul, bitting my lip I noticed the piercing in the corner of his right eyebrow, slightly covered with his lilac hair, small earrings decorating his earlobes like cherries on a milkshake, his lips were a strong red contrasting the paleness of his face, he was gorgeous, like a masterpiece, an abstract work of art I needed to understand

I muttered a "Thanks" taking both of us out of our daydream

"I'm just telling the truth" he said pulling apart "It's late, I'd better leave now"

"Yeah.. me too.."

"It's snowing outside.. you need a ride?"

"Sure" I smiled taking my bag and following him outside of the theather. We entered his car and after a 10 minutes drive and small occasional talk he got to my place

"Here it is" I said as we finished laughing about a random thing, then Wake Me Up When September Ends starts sounding on the radio "I love this song.." I smile

"Me too.." he says, looking at me with his strangely beautiful green eyes, a small smile formed in his face, it seemed like he started leaning in but he pushed back instead making me react

"Good night Luke" He smiled

"Good night Michael" I smiled back and exited his car

*Author Note*

Am I pushing things? No I'm not Ana shut up

Don't ask why that song, is just the one that came up in my phone when I wrote this... Imagine if anaconda would've came up xD

Luke is a swaaaan! yay! *I still think this Luke is hotter that the original* don't judge me.. I have a dancers fetish

idk how to add Ashton in the story :c

ilya vote shit blah bye

Annie♥