Oneshots- Joe and Dianne 💜❤️

Week 3: where it all began

Joe's POV:
Week 3?! How did I get this far? Little ol sparrow legged boy from the West Country? From the jive to the Charleston and now an American smooth ( by the way NOT a coffee) I swear Dianne Buswell must be some form of miracle worker or at least a saint! She needs a medal for dealing with my limbs flying in every direction and being all floppy! As my Uber approaches the studio, my mind drifts back to Dianne- Di. Of all the professionals I could've been partnered with, the strictly gods paired me with the 29yo, recently single, flame haired beauty. Even thinking about her- the smile, her laugh and her brilliant sense of humour- makes my stomach somersault. Scratching the back of my neck, I think about our performance in my school yesterday, I could've swore I felt something but I know I'm being stupid- it's SUPPOSED to be a romantic dance, it's just well choreographed ( of course it is, it's Dianne). Shaking myself and gathering my stuff, I rush into the studio in search of the redhead I that I can't get out of my mind. "I'm so sorry I'm late Di, traffic was a bit...Di?"
"OH SHIT you actually got me there!" I swing my dance partner round from my back where I found her perched, with her arms and legs wrapped round me. " GOT YOU" she giggled, clinging onto me. "Come on my koala, we've got a dance to do...just because YOU can dance, doesn't mean I can!"

Dianne's POV:
Naturally, I made it to the studio before Joseph  did. Stretching, I thought back to yesterday's performance at Joe's high school. It wasn't a good run through at all, we didn't have the space and there were little mistakes here and there but I don't know why...it felt different yesterday. We had been chatting and laughing throughout the  train journey but when we danced...that feeing gave me goosebumps; there has been a few times recently that Joseph has given me that feeling...the way he held me in the end, soft yet strong...PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER DOT! This is your job, you've got to be professional!
Pulling myself up, I look around the room and spy a cubby hole beside the door...perfect for a prank. Hiding in the gap, I see Joe stumbling through the door, apologising- "Di?" He shouts and I lunge for him, wrapping my limbs around him like a Koala, laughing like an idiot. After a reminder from Joe about the dance I'm supposed to be teaching him, I reluctantly slide off him and move to sort out the music for our dance. The way he held me and laughed with me...I....
DI PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER..

3rd person POV:
Following the mishaps in yesterday's performance, Joe put his all into remembering the choreography and performing his best to impress his fiery dance partner. Yet the little things STILL got him. " No no no JOE! You've got to hold my hand please!" Dianne sighed as she ran to restart the music again. Two run throughs later and both dancers were edgy and distracted.
"Di? Dianne? Are you still with me?" Joe asked gently, reaching out to touch her shoulder. Flinching slightly at this touch and with a fuzzing feeling travelling through her body, Dianne snapped back to reality, "yes, yeah I'm good, just tired I think. Can we do another good run through and then call it quits?" She replied.
The pair move back to their starting positions and begin making their way through the choreography, neither could take their eyes off each other. To anyone watching, the chemistry between the pair was blatantly obvious.
As the pair reached the ending of the choreography, the mood shifted and as the dance ended...nose to nose...neither moved. Almost frozen In their positions, Joe inhaled sharply, his hands falling to Dianne's waist, holding her gently. Dianne's left hand made its way into Joe's hair, her right hand resting on his neck, stroking it softly. After what felt like a lifetime, their lips met, cautiously at first, gradually growing more confident.
Breaking apart, a soft blush crept over Joe, " Di...I don't know...I"
Dianne simply smiled and kissed him lightly, laughing, "Joseph! Wow! That was the best run through we've ever had! Do that on Saturday and I'll be super proud of you! Well...maybe don't kiss me when we are live... leave that for afterwards!" Winking, she walked away...leaving a gobsmacked Joe to his thoughts.

A/N: first story guys! Let me know what you guys think😊