Just friends?...yeah right...

nice to meet you!

"Bye Mama, bye Scott, bye Evelyn, bye Jaiden! love you! see you after practice!" I called as I walked out the door to jog to the studio for practice. I love this feeling of the air just going through my naturally bouncy dark curls, my legs gliding against the concrete.

I smiled as I made it to the studio. This really is always the highlight of my day. I walk in and see the crew already there and our choreographer said we were learning new dances today. Her name is Emily and she is really cool. Not like most serious people. She's chill and doesn't take anything to seriously.

"Hey guys! we're having someone new come in today. Be nice to him pleaseeeeeee!" Emily begged.

"okayyyy" were our responses.

Then, in came in this tall, curly haired, green-eyed boy strolling in the dance studio. I'm not gonna lie, he was cute. Like...realllllllyyyyyy cute. I could hear all the girls practically drooling over him already. He was wearing a white v-neck tshirt with black sweat pants. He smiled a lopsided smile and waved. "Hello. I'm Harry." Everyone said their hellos but I noticed something in his accent. He's not from here. Hmm, maybe I'll ask him later.

"Alright. Nour, come on. Me and you are gonna do the dance we learned last week." Emily said.

"okay, let's go." I responded. We got in our positions and played the music and started. Gosh I love this feeling. It makes me so happy.

--Harry's P.O.V.--

It was kinda awkward until Emily spoke up. "Alright. Nour, come on. Me and you are gonna do the dance we learned last week."

"Okay, let's go." A gorgeous girl replied. I was guessing she was Nour. Wowwww. Her long hair cascaded down her back like bouncy waterfalls. Her beautiful brown eyes were shining and they reminded me of chocolate chips. Yummm. She had pretty olive skin snd was insanely fit. She was short and it was quite cute. Ohh yesss, that's what you call eye candy.

I watched her dance and she was even better then the choreographer herself. She's amazing. Soon they fininshed and they high fived.

"wooooh yeah! Best time we've ever hit it!" yelled Emily.

"That's what she said!" I added smirking. Then I noticed I wasn't the only one who said it. I turned to see Nour had said the exact same thing at the exact same time. Wowww. Creeepy but I couldn't help but smile at her.

"Oh noooo! It's another Nour!" some people called. She couldn't help but laugh and Emily just shook her head.

Ahhh, so I'm guessing she has a dirty mind like me. I didn't mean it that way. Its just I think perverted sometimes. And obviously she does to. I look at her and she says "We'll get along just fine." I smiled at her and winked and she just smiled and looked away. Emily called her back up to do some more dances and again she did amazing. I leaned on the wall just watching them until one of the guys called out my name. "Harry!"

"Yeah?" I asked and turned my head to look at him. He had shaggy blonde hair and seemed nice.

"I would stop looking if I were you. she has a boyfriend." he said.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Well, I noticed you looking at Nour and I thought I should let you know she has a boyfriend." He retorted.

"Oh. Okay. Well I don't even know her and we're only friends." I stated.

"Fine, but don't mess things up with her and him. He can get pretty scary sometimes." he replied.

I just nodded my head and turned back to her attention and just watched her dance. Did I mention she was amazing? Well she is.

--Nour's P.O.V.--

Haha. That was weird. Yeah I can tell Harry and I will be friends. He seems nice. After we're done dancing I'm gonna go talk to him to see where he's from. His accent sounds pretty cool and I just wanna know what it is. It sounds familiar though.

--Harry's P.O.V.--

I saw Nour walking over to me so I quickly ruffled my hair.

"Hey" she smiled. She has a pretty smile.

"Hey" I said. "I'm Harry. Harry Styles."

"Yeah I kinda figured that out already." She said cheekily. "I'm Nour. Nour Miller." She added.

I smiled. "Yeah I kinda figured that out already." I said mocking her. She flicked my nose and smiled.

"Hey! What was that for?!" I playfully pouted.

"Maybe you shouldn't mock me from now on!" she played along.

"Ugh whatever." I added playfully annoyed. She chuckled and I gave her a smile.

"So, where are you from?" she asked sounding curious.

"England. It's really pretty. I moved here with a couple of my mates and my mom. My step dad and sister, Gemma, stayed back in England." I answered.

"Sounds nice. I've always wanted to go to England and your accent sounded familiar. I just wanted to know." she said and smiled.

I returned it and said "Well now you know."

"When are you going back?" she asked.

"Actually, I'm not sure. Maybe in a couple of months, years, decades, who knows?!" I replied which was and honest answer. I really didn't know when I was going back.

She chuckled and said "Very true I guess." For the rest of the time we just sat their talking. I learned a lot about her. She has siblings, good grades, loves to dance, favorite color is blood red (which creeped me out a bit but its okay), and loves music. I told her a lot about me and my mates and how they are practically my family. I liked talking to her, shes interesting and easy to talk to. Hmmmm, I wonder who her boyfriend is......