They walked in smiling like goofs and gave me hugs before we sat down on the couches, it was awkwardly quite for a bit
“Is there anything you guys wanted to talk to me about or…” I trailed off awkwardly
“Oh!” Louis said like he just remembered “we just wanted to see how you were doing we heard about the whole thing with the press last night” he explained
They nodded
“Oh well I’m fine kind of bored but fine” I shrugged
“Ok well we just wanted to check up on you” Louis said smiling at me
“Ok thanks, I’m planning on dancing tomorrow if I can get this stupid boot off” I said looking down at the chunky space boot
“Isn’t that dangerous?” harry cut in looking worried
“It’ll be fine, I’ve done this for a while now” I told him wanting to shove his worries away from me
“No but really, you don’t want to hurt it more” he said worry deep in his eyes
“It will be fine I promise” I insisted, if he thought he could keep me from dancing he was full of it
“I’m not sure” he insisted right back, ok I get it, he is sweet and nice and that’s really great except for right now when I want him to back off and let me do my thing
“I am sure though” I told him, this conversation was getting heated but I wasn’t about to back down
The boys watched us going back and forth arguing about my dancing
“Look it’s just a couple more days it won’t be too bad you can hang out with us if you want” he offered trying to persuade me, he was like the unstoppable force and I was the unmovable object
“No!” I whined losing it “I want to dance! That’s what I came here to do! That is what I am going to do!” I knew I lost it but Harry only looked amused pissing me off more but I attempted to cool it so I could think of ways to get what I wanted
“The tour lasts for a few weeks a few days sitting on the side lines won’t hurt you” he told me like he was patting my head like a small child
“Yes it will!” I insisted, he has no idea of how bored I can get so easily
“Stop being dramatic and see the reality, you’re hurt and need rest” he told me insistently
“ok look, this is how it’s going to work” I told him tired of the back and forth crap when I set my foot down I set it down hard “I am going to dance and I don’t care what you say I will wear a splint if it makes you feel better but I am dancing and that is that” I told him trying to make a compromise while still getting all the benefits I could get
“No heels” he reasoned
“Yes! I can’t be the only one wearing flats and that is what the splint is for,” I shut him down
“Fine” he huffed sitting back, I hadn’t realized he had been scooting forwards with each line of our little duel
“Well now that’s settled we should probably go out to the busses” Niall said standing up and dusting his hands on his jeans awkwardly
I moved a bit so I could stand up properly, hands went on my waist picking me up a little as I stood
“Hey!” I said turning quickly and bumping into Harry
“I was just helping” he shrugged letting go
“I can do it” I sighed, I hate it when guys think I need help with everything. I have broken a bone before people I know how to handle myself
I hobbled out of the room behind the boys with Harry following close on my heels, why are they such fast walkers? I wondered as I hobbled after them
“Don’t exhaust yourself we can slow down” Harry said grabbing my elbow
I was grateful even if he was playing the big brother character a bit saucy. We slowed walking at a comfortable pace for me with security following behind us but not to close until we got close to the stairs to the outside that’s when they got right up behind us. Harry looped his arm around my waist picking me up a bit to help me down the stairs, I let him just so I wouldn’t have to do all the work going down stairs is hard with this clunky boot on. We got to the bottom of the steps and I already saw the flashes as the door opened for us. The boys were waiting for us and smiling for the picture. I knew I wasn’t supposed to be over here but what was I supposed to do now? Harry still had a firm grip on my waist as we walked out to their bus since mine was on the other side of the building
“HARRY! HARRY OVER HERE!” they called at him, not very nicely
I glanced up at him to see him looking down at me; I looked away quickly trying desperately not to blush.
“HARRY INTRODUCE US TO YOUR FRIEND!” another shouted
“Smile for the camera” he hissed at me as he turned me towards the guy
“WHO ARE YOU?!” the guy shouted at me
“Uhm?” I said looking at him like he was an alien, am I supposed to tell him? Or would that make rumors worse
“This is Sammie” Harry said for me before bumping into me as a que to walk on, I stumbled a bit trying to turn quickly but failed miserably
I had to have Harry help me onto the bus, with one last wave from him to the crowd he got on after me. I sat down with a huff next to Liam
“Hi” I said to him
“Hey babe” he said back not looking up from twitter
Harry sat down on the other side of me and handed me a water bottle, I sipped it as the bus settled into a buzz of chatter as we drove to what I guessed was a hotel. I probably need to get on my bus but this bus was already moving. I sighed why couldn’t I have just stayed at the university> because I am stupid that’s why. I looked out the tinted bus window at the fans that were screaming their heads off and waving like crazy as they crowded around the bus. Harry was doing something on his phone, Liam was talking to Niall, Louis was talking on the phone, and Zayn was waving back at the fans. I sat back unsure of what to do, they seemed so comfortable but that makes since because this is their tour bus why wouldn’t they be comfortable here? Too bad it wasn’t my tour bus so I just sat there bored and awkward like I had for the past hour, tomorrow I was dancing I don’t even care about my stupid ankle.
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The Dancer **1D fanfic(editing)
Fanfiction(BOOK ONE) Sammie had lived in a small Oklahoman town for all her life, not to say she didn't do a little living. Eventually everyone will grow up and move out of the nest. Sammie's new home just happened to be across the Atlantic Ocean. London, E...
