Dancing Is My Life(Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 7: New York?!?!

The next day we all wake up at the same time, because Christian had scared Katie making her scream. My curls are a mess, Louis is mad at me, and I smell like fire smoke.

I run upstairs to get a shower, and Justin is on the phone, standing in Niall's room.

"NEW YORK?!?!" I heard Katie scream. "Yes! We're going to New York!". We?

Katie's P.O.V

Yes. I'm Justin's background dancer. Justin said I was a bad dancer, because Selena didn't like me, and he wanted her. I understood, but he broke up with Selena, so I'm his backup dancer.

We walk out, and the shower is running so one of the boys must be in there. We run downstairs to tell everyone, and Christian was sleep once again on the couch!

"Guess what?!" Justin asked everyone in the kitchen. Louis was cooking breakfast, and Niall was trying to stay awake.

"Me and Katie are going to New York!" Justin exclaimed, that's when everyone started cheering. "She's my backup dancer!"

Harry came in looking sad. Maybe what I said to him, was a little harsh, but I wanted sleep, and I couldn't because them two bickering!

"When are you leaving?" Harry asked whilst washing off an apple.

"In three days, and Scooter said you guys can come!" That's when everyone's mood became happy instead of bored.

"Too bad! Christian can't come," I poked my bottom lip out. "He has to go back to Atlanta"

They all start packing, expect me and Justin cause my clothes are at my house, and Justin's clothes are at his house. I still have the house in Pittsburgh, but my mom lives there now because I gave it to her when Alison was born. The house in Pittsburgh looks almost like the one I have here in England!

"Guys," I started getting Harry's attention. "Someone's gotta take me home so I can pack"

"I'll take you, since everyone is still packing" Harry said taking his shirt off.

Six pack. Toned abs. I just want to touch them. I caught myself staring, but no one noticed but Christian who was smirking at me. "Hush it," I whispered.

"C'mon!" Harry pulled my arm. I picked up my jacket, slid my Ugg boots on over my skinny jeans, and my phone. Sliding on my jacket, I closed the door, and ran to Harry's red Range Rover.

I step in, and we had a silent car ride. Riding past Starbucks, I saw Caroline pecking some boys lips. Harry didn't see, but if I told him, he wouldn't believe me.

I kept my mouth shut, and told him where my house was. Seconds later, we were there. Harry got out with me to come help me pack, so I could be done quicker.

I live here alone, because Jake is helping with mom, and I've seen dad around England, I was just waiting for the right time to approach him and speak some sense into him. He doesn't abuse me like most fathers, but he does yell at me when I do the wrong thing. Eh, never bothered me.

We finish packing in about less than 20 minutes, and Harry had put my suitcases into the car. I go upstairs, and grab my lucky charm bracelet, and put it around my ankle. I run to the car, and hop in. Going past Starbucks again, Caroline is kissing the same guy. "Hey, can we go to Starbucks?" I asked. I don't really want anything, just so Caroline can get caught.

"Sure," he smiled softly at me, while parking across the street. We run over, and Harry stops right when he gets to the sidewalk.

"C-Caroline?" He stutters. His face turns from the biggest grin, to the saddest face I've ever seen.

"Harry! Uhm, this is a-acting. We're rehearsing a part in a movie" bad liar! Bad lair.

"Okay," Harry smiled walking into Starbucks. I face palm myself, and follow this idiot. He really just fell for that?

"Hey Katie, what'd you want?" Harry asked from the counter.

"To you to understand me and Louis are trying to help you! Do you see any cameras around her and him? Any script? Harry use your common sense" I said to him shaking his shoulders.

"Jealous much?" Harry's smirk grew bigger, and bigger. I groaned, and walked out the café. I'm trying to be a good friend and help him, but he's blinded.

Harry walks out after me, and ignores the stares. "Why do you even care?"

"What if you get hurt which you should be because she's cheating on you right in front of your own eyes," I sighed in the sentence.

"You'll be on tour all sad, drowsy, and sulking all day in bed! Harry stop being denial and use this" I thumped his head, "instead of these" I pointed to his eyes.

He stood there I guess processing what I just said. "Let's just go home," he sighed walking away.

"No, no, no! I still want my coffee, and what's your choice with Flack over there?" I grabbed his hand.

"Fine we'll get your coffee, and I'll break up with her if it makes you and Louis happy" he shrugged unsure of himself.

"Don't bother! You really like her don't you?" I sighed trying to sound nicer than I was before.

"Yes, I do" he half smiled, then frowned because I shook my head.

"Go ahead, but hurry! We gotta get to New York" I said walking toward the street.

I cross to the car, and Harry was still standing there staring at me. I pointed to Caroline, and he shook his head.

"What are you doing? I thought you wanted to t-"

"OMG HARRY" a 12 year old girl came running toward us with girls behind her.

"Is this your girlfriend?" A brunette girl pointed to me. "She's pretty"

"Uh, no. She's the girl I danced with in Pittsburgh. We're just going for coffee" Harry blushed. I smiled at his blush, and look at the fans.

I back up three steps, and lean on the car.