Joe and Dianne: Dancing is better with you

Chapter 15 - The kiss

A/N Hey people so I've been thinking about this a lot and I have decided to finish this fanfic off within the next 5 parts. Given how much time I get, that may be done in the next 5 days or over like 3 weeks, because I have the rest of my exams to do. Either way after this one I will begin a new fanfic which will be much more like my first, slightly darker - slightly more interesting for you. Thank you all once again - You have no idea how happy I am that this has got over 5k reads so thank you xx

Dianne's POV:

I stood looking at the speaker system, trying to figure out how the fuck to play the music for the next week. It was an important week for Joe and I as on Saturday night we would be performing at the Tower Ballroom in Blackpool.

After the way Joe acted between Stacey and I, I was still admittedly pissed off at him. He had tried to text me and call me all of Sunday but I only replied once to let him know where we were training today. It's not so much the way in which he handled Stacey's outburst, its the fact that he didn't protest what she had said about me. One of my biggest insecurities was how smart I am and the fact that Joe didn't challenge that at all was what really hurt me. It told me that not only did Joe not care enough to defend me, but he also thought it was true. He needed to show me that he was different. Show me that he really did care about me - in order to deserve my forgiveness.

'well showing up late isn't a good start' I thought to myself whilst rolling my eyes. I looked at myself in the mirrors. I looked tired and stressed. The week hadn't started and already I looked liked I needed to go home and recharge. My hair was like a bloody birds nest and the eyeliner I wore yesterday was still under my eyes, creating large circles that only added to how tired I looked.  I was suddenly distracted as in the mirror, I saw the door open slowly.

I spun around  to see a tired looking boy with his hair flopped over his forehead, barely awake but holding two cups of coffee in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. He set down one of the cups and walked over to me. He had a smile on his face but I knew that he felt guilty about the other night.

"Listen Di. I'm sorry about how I acted when Stacey came over - I thought I did nothing wrong but turns out that doing nothing is the worse thing that I could have done." The remorse in his eyes made my heart melt like a pool of honey. It made my brain kick in to gear and realise that there was no way in hell that I could ever stay mad at the cute guy who I am fortunate enough to call my boyfriend. " I'm sorry Dianne, I really am... you're talented and funny and genuinely so smart. I'm not saying that because I have to, it's because it takes an absolute genius to turn this lanky, two left footed, piece of shit into a dancer every week without fail - you are the only person that I can ever imagine doing that so thank you." He gave me a cute smile and made my heart melt more.

I stepped closer to him and took the flowers out of his hand - they were beautiful roses and were a deep red, much like my hair. I gripped onto his t shirt and pulled him in, pressing my lips to his. They were soft and warm, and made me feel week at the knees. I looked him in the eye as I pulled away "Forgiven...... Completely" 

Joe's POV:

A few hours had passed and our new dance was already coming together - the quickstep. It had been 3 absolutely knackering hours but I was loving this dance so much. I couldn't wait for Saturday night, It had been my dream to get to Blackpool for my nans sake. And to be their with Dianne was the best thing that I could have ever wished for.  This dance was beautiful as was my partner , and after she had forgiven me, all was right in my life.

We decided to run through the dance once more before we were going to have a break for lunch. We started the first bit of the dance that was in hold. I don't quite know what came over me, but as Dianne was in my arms and we were moving together, I suddenly moved my head across and looked at her - I knew she was going to kill me for this but I didn't care. I stooped in my tracks making Dianne skid a little as she moved past me. She turned away from me and stormed off towards the music system, unplugging her phone - she looked around to me. She was clearly not happy at my little stint but I didn't care, I couldn't help the large smile that was plastered across my face.