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]chapter 4[

Once securely in my apartment and in my room, I sank into my bed and sighed. This is the worst thing that could have ever happened to me. 

*pa-ding* 

My computer took me out of my daze and I was alerted that I had a new email. I walked over to my desk and opened it seeing it was from the head master. 

Max Brown,

I am very happy to be emailing one of our newest members of the Nyada student body. Back to the purpose of this email, I am informing you of the student you will be shadowing for the remaining time in this first semester. This student is one of Nyada's best, he is here for a purpose and wants to excel in all he does. Max you will be shadowing Harry Styles. Again CONGRATULATIONS! 

Barbra Beaubrook 

Head Master of New York University of the Dramatic Arts

Well fuck. This is even worse than before. I had to follow Harry around for another month and a half. Could this get any worse? Probably anything that has to do with Harry involves drama. I just need to be able to hold myself together when I'm around him. He cant know that after he left I broke. He cant. 

I was defeated, so I went to bed and fell asleep.

_Next Morning_

I got up out of bed and got showered and dressed. I packed my bag for my dance classes and made myself look attractive. Just a bit of makeup did the trick. I ate by myself because my sister is hardly ever home because of her job. So after getting everything I needed I started walking off to hell. 

I walked into the school and then made my way to the main office and received my schedule. Then out of no where I heard my name being called from down the hall. It was Harry. I was getting bitch looks from all of the girls that were in a hearing distance. Gosh. 

"MAX!" Harry called. 

I waited for him and then he finally made his way right next to me. He in-golfed me into one of his famous hugs. I felt safe in Harry's arms, it felt like home. I really did miss him but then I remembered he left me and how broken I was. 

"Hey Mac." I was shocked he called me by my old childhood nickname. I was Mac and he was Hazza. Mac&Hazza.

"Hey Harry." 

"What no Hazza?"

"What class do we have?" I need to just think about me and not get sucked into his eyes and our past.

"We have all the same classes so dance is first."

"Good."

We started to walk down the hallway. When he started to ask me questions. He wasn't going to make this easy for me that's for sure. 

"Mac you have no idea how surprised I was seeing you here."

Yeah I bet you were, you didn't think you would ever have to see me again did you? I said that in my head, but that's how I felt.

"Um yeah my sister was moving and I tagged along." 

" This is so great! We can finally catch up after so many years."

Um how about no...you never  called or emailed me when you moved so why do it now? 

"Uh yeah sure." 

"So what do you want to do while you're here?"

Dance on Broadway and live one of my biggest dreams, but why would you care. You left me. 

"Not really sure." 

"Well here we are." we arrived in front of the classroom, which really wasn't one but more like a huge hall with a stage and tons of instruments. We both went in and took seats. 

"Ok class today we are going to be working on the parts for our Christmas play The Nutcracker."

I was so happy I gasped a little bit. I knew the whole dance for the Sugar Plum Fairy. It was my dream role to play in a large theater. 

"Now as we know today are auditions for the Sugar Plum Fairy. All of your classmates shall watch, you have known about these parts for the past week and should have learned your part."

I needed to get this part. This could be my big debut.

"All of the heads of the largest dance coaches from Broadway will be there."

I raided my hand.

"Yes...ah Miss..."

"Brown, Max Brown." I said because lets face it she didn't know who I was.

"Ah yes Miss.Brown what can I do for you?"

"Can I still audition for this part?"

"I'm sorry but you haven't had the dance routine."

"But I know the part by heart."

"Well Miss. Brown if you are so full of yourself please be the first to audition. The stage is yours."

I put on my point shoes and stood in front of the entire class. Harry was watching me intently. The music began and so did I. This dance was very hard technically, but it was a beautiful dance to watch and perform. I hit all the major parts and I finished right in front of the teacher. I looked up to a pair of eyes in awe. 

"Well, well, well Max. You are indeed a very well trained dancer. That was the best I have ever seen that part danced in a very long time. You have the part. Class is dismissed." She handed me a schedule for all my rehearsals. OMG I JUST GOT MY DREAM ROLL! 

I walked out of class and totally forgot about Harry until he came up behind me.

"Congrats Max, this is great!"

"Uh yeah it is isn't it." I said less than thrilled that I have to be with him.

"We should celebrate."

"Um no i think I'm going to just go home and sleep." I really couldn't go out with him so soon.

"Nonsense Mac we.are.celebrating. it wasn't a question."

"Fine."

"Ill pick you up at 8 sharp."

"Okay." I kept my conversations with him very brief. It was so hard not to break down and tell him how much i missed him. Its so damn hard. He cares so much, but he doesn't  have a clue how i really feel about him. The funny thing is he shouldn't ever find out.