Y/n pov:
(let's go backwards)
When I was 13 I was accepted into The Australian Ballet in Melbourne. It was one of the most exciting things that had happened to me, but for some reason I wasn't happy. I had been dancing since I was 3 and all I ever wanted was to be a professional dancer or singer. Naturally, the first person I told was Ruel.
y/n: I uh. I got accepted into the ballet company
Ruel: that's great!
y/n: yeah
Ruel: whats wrong, I thought you would be happy.
y/n: I don't wanna go
Ruel: but it's your dream to be on stage
y/n: yeah with you there with me. I have to leave if I say yes and go. I don't want it without you there watching me.
Ruel: are you kidding, I'm always gonna watch you. And it's not like you aren't a facetime call away.
y/n: I know but
Ruel: but what? But your gonna miss me?
y/n: yeah I'm gonna miss you, I'm gonna be like 2 hours away and I have to live there with bunch of people I don't know
Ruel: well makes friends! Your good with people
y/n: no I'm good with you. I hate people
Ruel: well still. Go! I'm not gonna change while you're gone believe me.
y/n: alright, I will try it and see if I like it or not
For the first year it was hard, and then it got harder. Not the dancing, but fitting in. I wasn't like the other girls. They were all so close and I just felt like in outsider. They never had any interest in me, only that I knew Ruel and it really pissed me off. The boys sucked! All they wanted was to get in my pants and I hated it. I couldn't even dance alone without having a boy come into the studio and the and ask me out. Argh
*2 years later*
I'm 15 & a half now and about to perform my last show before going back home. Don't get me wrong. I love it here and it's been a great experience, but I miss my friends and real school.
Ruel's here in the crowd somewhere. I have no clue as to where, but I know that he's here. Someone taps me on the back signalling for me to go. I walk out onto the stage, sit down, take a few breaths and the music starts
Half way through the song I noticed Ruel sitting in the front row. A smile grew on my face and I could feel my cheeks turn red. He smiled at me, and I knew that I was making the right decision by leaving.
Ruel pov:
When y/n left for Melbourne I was broken a little. She wanted to dance and sing but I always wanted to be there with her. It was selfish to tell her to stay, so I told her to go and for the next 2 years I was lost. I would go and see her every once in a while and we would call all the time, but it still felt like she was in a different universe.
When I went to watch her last performance, I was so excited. She had a real big place and she wouldn't be shy of the spotlight. When she came out and started dancing it was breath taking. I knew she could dance, but not as good as she did up there. Once the show finished we were aloud to go backstage and see her. God she was a sight for sore eyes
Ruel: y/n!
y/n: Ruel! Omg hi
I hugged her so tight and I didn't want to let go, ever. I had almost forgot what it felt like to hold her. I missed this
Ruel: so, you ready to go?
y/n: almost, I just have to go say bye to everyone. Come with me?
Ruel: course
We walked around for about half an hour while she was giving hugs to everyone and saying goodbye. There was this one guy that really got on my nerves. He was touching her and I could tell she was uncomfortable. So, like the friend I am I pulled her out of it.
Ruel: we better go, don't want to miss the flight
??: I didn't even get to introduce myself. I'm Branden, and you are?
Ruel: Ruel.
Branden: what are you, her boyfriend or something?
Ruel: no, but I may as well be.
I was mad. If he said one thing wrong I was gonna deck him
Branden: oh so she's single then? That's perfect.
He started to touch her again and I couldn't help myself. I pushed him off her.
Ruel: you touch her like that again and I swear to god my foot will be so far down your throat tha-
Branden: that what? You wouldnt hit me. Not in front of her
Ruel: I've done it before without hesitation, I can do it again
y/n: Ruel stop! He's not worth it, let's go. Please
Branden: your lucky she's here or I would have fucked you up
I let him go. Not because I wanted to, but because y/n wanted me to. I wanted so bad to turn around and break his nose, but I didn't. Y/n held my hand and led me outside to Nate's car. We got in a drive off to the airport ready to fly home
