Dance For Me?
Dance 5
Chapter 5: Your My Mentor?
Harry P.o.v
I've been on edge all day and everyone pretty much noticed it. After the little incident this morning I just completely ignored Louis, I think I kind of hurt his feelings. I wanted to say something to him, I really wanted to tell him about me being his mentor, but I think it would make the situation worse.
It was finally lunch when all of were sitting down eating. It was a bit weird because it was just usually Liam, Niall, and I, and sometimes Ed when he came to school. But now there were two new addition, Zayn and Louis. It was a bit weird because he noticed Louis but never talked to him, and Zayn was on the football team with Niall which the blonde mentioned but I never really knew him. Now after hanging out with them, they just kind of clicked with everyone else. I sighed before checking my watch, I had to leave early to get to Simon's office. Looking up I noticed Louis was just pushing his food around on his tray, he's been quiet since lunch started.
I was going to ask him if he was alright but Zayn beat me to it, “Lou you alright mate, ya haven't touched your food?” he voiced his concern. Everyone's conversation stopped to turn to look at Louis, his face going red at the attention. I watched him closely, trying to figure out what was up, I had a feeling it had to do with me giving him the cold shoulder; however I felt like that it was deeper than that, something more personal.
“It's nothing, don't worry about it.” Louis answered giving us a reassured smile. I stared at him, knowing full well that it just wasn't nothing, it was definitely something and I wanted to know. He caught me staring and he blushed before looking down at his tray again. I felt my heart skip, he was damn adorable sometimes and I know I should be concerned by the fact that something is wrong with him, I just couldn't help it. I huffed I didn't even know if Louis was gay or not and that frustrated me because; he sometimes blushes when he catches me staring, last night he let me give him my number even though we only knew each other for like two hours.
I can't just go up to him and proclaim that I like him, when we don't even know each other. To top all that if he'd wouldn't want to get to know me after he finds out that I'm his fucking mentor. He'd probably avoid me like the damn plague or something. Life sucks I thought as I stood up, “Guy's I see ya later.” I said grabbing my bag from under the table. Everyone said there goodbyes, all knowing what's about to happen. I saw Louis giving me a questioning look from the table, “Just got some work to do, don't worry Lou.” I said half teasing him a bit. All the boys laughed a bit at Louis reaction, his face turning red.
I gave one last waved before moving on and out the cafeteria. I made my way swiftly to my locker shoving some books inside, after that I started to walk towards the studio building. I tried to walk fast because I knew that Louis would be there shortly.
Finally the entrance building came into view and I pushed the door open. “Harry how are you?” came a peppy voice. Looking up I saw Danielle behind the counter where she always been. I smiled as I walked around to give her a hug, I really haven't seen her much since I stopped coming here.
“Hey Dani and I'm fine how about you?” I asked. She smiled back at me before rolling her eyes, “Simon's been PMSing all day...I feel bad for the lowerclass-men.” she sighed. I pinched the bridge of my nose, I really wasn't in the mood to deal with Simon's attitude.
“Lovely just what I needed.” I said sarcastically. Danielle laughed, “So why are you here anyway...I mean I thoug--”Simon wants me to mentor somebody that dances here, wants me to help him out or something.” I said, getting a bit tired of telling this story.
I watched as Dani's eyes lit up, “Oh really, who is the lucky person to be taught by the famous Harry Styles?” she asked.
I rolled my eyes, “Louis....Louis Tomlinson.” I answered. Her mouth fell open a bit, “Really...but he's so good, why would Simon—I waved her off with my hand, “My thoughts exactly but Simon tells me that something is missing in his dancing so...I'm here.” I said.
“Yah we--”Dani is Styles here yet!” Simon yelled s he stormed out of his office. I watch Danielle square her shoulders, she never likes people yelling at her...thinks it's really uncalled for. “Right here Simon, just walked in actually.” I said with a wide smile.
Simon huffed before crossing his arms over his chest, “Studio five...now.” was all he said, “And take this seriously you here?” he said, his hardening glare staring me down.
“Yes Mr. Simon...sir.” I said adding in that cheeky sir, he gave me a look before walking back into his office.
“Well I should probably get going.” I said turning back to Danielle. She gave me a bright smile, “Good luck to ya.” she said.
Minutes later I found myself in studio five, somewhere I haven't been in a very long time. My fingers tightened a bit on the strap of my bag as I pushed the door open and walked inside. I stood there in the doorway, just taking everything in; the mirrors, the wooden floors, the bars that were stashed into the corner, the grand piano in the other side of the room. Smiling I walked over to the bench to get my stuff out. Now I was band from performing professionally, but I can do some things time to time. It's been a year, so my knee is much better than it was before.
After changing my clothes I started to lace up my shoes, but stopped when I heard voices...and one of them was Louis.
Well here we go.
Louis P.o.v
I really don't know what's wrong with Harry today. After this morning he has completely ignored me and from some reason I thought we were becoming friends...but obviously not. I didn't know what was going on this morning, it felt like everyone knew something that I didn't. It was a bit frustrating, especially since Zayn knew to and he wouldn’t tell me. The whole first period where Harry and I had class, he didn't say anything to me. Didn't even want to be my partner to do some worksheet, I tried not to let it get to me because it shouldn't matter. I've only known Harry for a day, I shouldn't care that much....but that's the thing I do. I don't know why I feeling this way towards him, because one I'm not gay and two he wouldn't like me anyway if he was. Jesus what the hell am I thinking, I shook my head and focused on pushing my food around. My stomach was in knots because of these thoughts and then to add on, I had to get to the studio in a couple of more minute and that wasn't making my stomach any better.
I sighed, today just sucked all around. Zayn asked me if I was alright and I told him that it was nothing, but as I said it Harry was staring dead at me. His green eyes narrowed slightly, he knew that something was wrong and it made me curious as to why he cared. Why did Harry Styles a boy I knew for only a day....actually not even a whole day, care. He doesn't know me and I don't know him and this irritated me because....I wanted to know him, but then it was confusing at the same time.
I'm not making any sense right now I thought to myself. Suddenly Harry stood up and grabbed his bag, he said that he'd see us later. I looked up at him, wondering where he could be going in the middle of lunch...school. He looked dead at me his green eyes shining with mischief, “Just got some work to do, don't worry Lou.” he said to me, and just that comment made my face flush red. Since when were we comfortable enough to give each other nicknames....but I kind of liked it. I watched him as he left the cafeteria, my eyes falling to his ass....okay, I seriously need help.
The bell rung finally and we all stood up from the table and made our way out the door. Zayn was walking me to my locker because I needed to switch out my bags. “What the hell do you have in here?” he muttered under his breath. I looked over my shoulder to see him struggling to carry my bag, his bags, and some of my books. I rolled my eyes before stopping in front of my locker, I grabbed the stuff from his hands and shoved it inside. Then I grabbed my dancing bag throwing it in Zayn direction, before giving my locker a double check to make sure I didn't forget anything.
“Jesus what do you have in here?” he cried. I slammed my locker shut and grabbed my bag from Zayn's hand, effortlessly throwing it over my shoulder. “You complain to much you know that?” I quipped, flicking Zayn on the nose.
“Last time I'll be helping you...” Zayn huffed. I grinned, Zayn could be such a princess sometimes, I gave him a hug.
“I'll see ya later okay.” I said with a smile. Zayn patted me on the back, “Don't kill your mentor okay.” he said.
I rolled my eyes waving him off, “Right....I'll try.” I said, not convincing anyone. Zayn frowned, “I'm serious Lou give the guy a chance, you never know you might like him.” the tan boy said smiling. I narrowed my eyes at him....
“How do you know that it's guy?” I questioned him curiously, crossing my arms over my chest. Zayn just smirked before patting me on the head, “Not saying.” was all he said before started to make his way down the hallway.
“Wait a minute.” I yelled but the ring of the bell cut me off. I groaned, I knew Zayn knew something...he was supposed to be my best friend, why won't he tell me who it is? Suddenly a bit angry I started to walk out the main building and to the studio. My mind was reeling just a bit, I really didn't want to do this but Simon insisted that I get help, and plus mum wanted me to continue on and there was no way I could say no to her.
Speaking of my mum, I haven't gotten any news from her all day. She said she was going into surgery, and that she would call when she got out...it's been hours since then and I was getting worried. Pushing those thoughts to the back of my head I made my way inside the studio building.
“Hey Dani.” I greeted the curly-haired girl who eating a sandwich with her feet propped up. She looked up and smiled.
“Hey there Louis, how are you?” she asked taking her feet down giving me a hug. I grinned, “Been better...not really up to this whole...thing.” I said making a gesture with my hand. Danielle giggled at my comment, “Such the happy one I see.” she said sarcastically.
“Yah...right.” I muttered.
Danielle walked back over to her chair to sit down, “So are you ready to dance with Ha--”Louis there you are, I've been waiting all day.” he said tapping his foot impatiently. I rolled my eyes, Simon was in one of his moods.
“That was a bit rude to cut poor Dani off like that Simon.” I said waving my finger in his face.
“Louis now is not the time for your sass, now come on.” Simon said as he turned around and started walking.
I huffed before re-adjusting my bag on my shoulder, it was a good thing I decided to stop and change real quick before I got here. So now all I gotta do is change my shoes, I looked back to Danielle, “Good luck Lou.” she said.
“Right...luck.” I muttered before walking off to find Simon. I finally caught up to him and that's when is started to pope.
“Louis cut it out, you haven't even met the guy yet.” Simon said. I only huffed again, because I really couldn't care less...”So.” I finally said.
We finally stopped in front of the room five, Simon put a hand on my shoulder, “Give him a chance.” he said his eyes losing it's hard edge.
“But I don't some idiot telling me how to dance.” I cried out in frustration. Simon shook his head, “Listen do you want that part, do you want to make it professionally.” he asked. I looked off to the side....Simon always pulled this card with me, knowing good and well what I'll say.
“Yes.” I mumbled.
Simon nodded his head, “Alright then, this guy is good Louis, really good he'll teach you the things that you've been lacking lately...give him a chance yeah?” he said. I only nodded my head yes, not trusting my mouth.
“Oh and Louis remember...some people dream to have talent like you, some people do have the talent...and they can't use it, some people aren't as lucky as you.” Simon said before turning on his heel and walking way.
I took a deep breath before squaring my shoulders and pushing the door open. Some classical music was playing and I looked around until my eyes landed on a tall figure stretching on one of the bars. I couldn’t believe my eyes, now I'd only known Harry for a while, but there was no way I would mistake those curls from anyway one else.
“Um...Harry?” I asked softly.
His head whipped around to face me and he smiled at me....fucking smiled.
“Uh....Hey there Louis.” he said before standing up. My eyes traveled from his face and down his body, he was dressed from head to toe in dancing attire and I just.....I couldn't wrap my mind around it.
“Your my mentor?” I cried.
Harry P.o.v
I've been on edge all day and everyone pretty much noticed it. After the little incident this morning I just completely ignored Louis, I think I kind of hurt his feelings. I wanted to say something to him, I really wanted to tell him about me being his mentor, but I think it would make the situation worse.
It was finally lunch when all of were sitting down eating. It was a bit weird because it was just usually Liam, Niall, and I, and sometimes Ed when he came to school. But now there were two new addition, Zayn and Louis. It was a bit weird because he noticed Louis but never talked to him, and Zayn was on the football team with Niall which the blonde mentioned but I never really knew him. Now after hanging out with them, they just kind of clicked with everyone else. I sighed before checking my watch, I had to leave early to get to Simon's office. Looking up I noticed Louis was just pushing his food around on his tray, he's been quiet since lunch started.
I was going to ask him if he was alright but Zayn beat me to it, “Lou you alright mate, ya haven't touched your food?” he voiced his concern. Everyone's conversation stopped to turn to look at Louis, his face going red at the attention. I watched him closely, trying to figure out what was up, I had a feeling it had to do with me giving him the cold shoulder; however I felt like that it was deeper than that, something more personal.
“It's nothing, don't worry about it.” Louis answered giving us a reassured smile. I stared at him, knowing full well that it just wasn't nothing, it was definitely something and I wanted to know. He caught me staring and he blushed before looking down at his tray again. I felt my heart skip, he was damn adorable sometimes and I know I should be concerned by the fact that something is wrong with him, I just couldn't help it. I huffed I didn't even know if Louis was gay or not and that frustrated me because; he sometimes blushes when he catches me staring, last night he let me give him my number even though we only knew each other for like two hours.
I can't just go up to him and proclaim that I like him, when we don't even know each other. To top all that if he'd wouldn't want to get to know me after he finds out that I'm his fucking mentor. He'd probably avoid me like the damn plague or something. Life sucks I thought as I stood up, “Guy's I see ya later.” I said grabbing my bag from under the table. Everyone said there goodbyes, all knowing what's about to happen. I saw Louis giving me a questioning look from the table, “Just got some work to do, don't worry Lou.” I said half teasing him a bit. All the boys laughed a bit at Louis reaction, his face turning red.
I gave one last waved before moving on and out the cafeteria. I made my way swiftly to my locker shoving some books inside, after that I started to walk towards the studio building. I tried to walk fast because I knew that Louis would be there shortly.
Finally the entrance building came into view and I pushed the door open. “Harry how are you?” came a peppy voice. Looking up I saw Danielle behind the counter where she always been. I smiled as I walked around to give her a hug, I really haven't seen her much since I stopped coming here.
“Hey Dani and I'm fine how about you?” I asked. She smiled back at me before rolling her eyes, “Simon's been PMSing all day...I feel bad for the lowerclass-men.” she sighed. I pinched the bridge of my nose, I really wasn't in the mood to deal with Simon's attitude.
“Lovely just what I needed.” I said sarcastically. Danielle laughed, “So why are you here anyway...I mean I thoug--”Simon wants me to mentor somebody that dances here, wants me to help him out or something.” I said, getting a bit tired of telling this story.
I watched as Dani's eyes lit up, “Oh really, who is the lucky person to be taught by the famous Harry Styles?” she asked.
I rolled my eyes, “Louis....Louis Tomlinson.” I answered. Her mouth fell open a bit, “Really...but he's so good, why would Simon—I waved her off with my hand, “My thoughts exactly but Simon tells me that something is missing in his dancing so...I'm here.” I said.
“Yah we--”Dani is Styles here yet!” Simon yelled s he stormed out of his office. I watch Danielle square her shoulders, she never likes people yelling at her...thinks it's really uncalled for. “Right here Simon, just walked in actually.” I said with a wide smile.
Simon huffed before crossing his arms over his chest, “Studio five...now.” was all he said, “And take this seriously you here?” he said, his hardening glare staring me down.
“Yes Mr. Simon...sir.” I said adding in that cheeky sir, he gave me a look before walking back into his office.
“Well I should probably get going.” I said turning back to Danielle. She gave me a bright smile, “Good luck to ya.” she said.
Minutes later I found myself in studio five, somewhere I haven't been in a very long time. My fingers tightened a bit on the strap of my bag as I pushed the door open and walked inside. I stood there in the doorway, just taking everything in; the mirrors, the wooden floors, the bars that were stashed into the corner, the grand piano in the other side of the room. Smiling I walked over to the bench to get my stuff out. Now I was band from performing professionally, but I can do some things time to time. It's been a year, so my knee is much better than it was before.
After changing my clothes I started to lace up my shoes, but stopped when I heard voices...and one of them was Louis.
Well here we go.
Louis P.o.v
I really don't know what's wrong with Harry today. After this morning he has completely ignored me and from some reason I thought we were becoming friends...but obviously not. I didn't know what was going on this morning, it felt like everyone knew something that I didn't. It was a bit frustrating, especially since Zayn knew to and he wouldn’t tell me. The whole first period where Harry and I had class, he didn't say anything to me. Didn't even want to be my partner to do some worksheet, I tried not to let it get to me because it shouldn't matter. I've only known Harry for a day, I shouldn't care that much....but that's the thing I do. I don't know why I feeling this way towards him, because one I'm not gay and two he wouldn't like me anyway if he was. Jesus what the hell am I thinking, I shook my head and focused on pushing my food around. My stomach was in knots because of these thoughts and then to add on, I had to get to the studio in a couple of more minute and that wasn't making my stomach any better.
I sighed, today just sucked all around. Zayn asked me if I was alright and I told him that it was nothing, but as I said it Harry was staring dead at me. His green eyes narrowed slightly, he knew that something was wrong and it made me curious as to why he cared. Why did Harry Styles a boy I knew for only a day....actually not even a whole day, care. He doesn't know me and I don't know him and this irritated me because....I wanted to know him, but then it was confusing at the same time.
I'm not making any sense right now I thought to myself. Suddenly Harry stood up and grabbed his bag, he said that he'd see us later. I looked up at him, wondering where he could be going in the middle of lunch...school. He looked dead at me his green eyes shining with mischief, “Just got some work to do, don't worry Lou.” he said to me, and just that comment made my face flush red. Since when were we comfortable enough to give each other nicknames....but I kind of liked it. I watched him as he left the cafeteria, my eyes falling to his ass....okay, I seriously need help.
The bell rung finally and we all stood up from the table and made our way out the door. Zayn was walking me to my locker because I needed to switch out my bags. “What the hell do you have in here?” he muttered under his breath. I looked over my shoulder to see him struggling to carry my bag, his bags, and some of my books. I rolled my eyes before stopping in front of my locker, I grabbed the stuff from his hands and shoved it inside. Then I grabbed my dancing bag throwing it in Zayn direction, before giving my locker a double check to make sure I didn't forget anything.
“Jesus what do you have in here?” he cried. I slammed my locker shut and grabbed my bag from Zayn's hand, effortlessly throwing it over my shoulder. “You complain to much you know that?” I quipped, flicking Zayn on the nose.
“Last time I'll be helping you...” Zayn huffed. I grinned, Zayn could be such a princess sometimes, I gave him a hug.
“I'll see ya later okay.” I said with a smile. Zayn patted me on the back, “Don't kill your mentor okay.” he said.
I rolled my eyes waving him off, “Right....I'll try.” I said, not convincing anyone. Zayn frowned, “I'm serious Lou give the guy a chance, you never know you might like him.” the tan boy said smiling. I narrowed my eyes at him....
“How do you know that it's guy?” I questioned him curiously, crossing my arms over my chest. Zayn just smirked before patting me on the head, “Not saying.” was all he said before started to make his way down the hallway.
“Wait a minute.” I yelled but the ring of the bell cut me off. I groaned, I knew Zayn knew something...he was supposed to be my best friend, why won't he tell me who it is? Suddenly a bit angry I started to walk out the main building and to the studio. My mind was reeling just a bit, I really didn't want to do this but Simon insisted that I get help, and plus mum wanted me to continue on and there was no way I could say no to her.
Speaking of my mum, I haven't gotten any news from her all day. She said she was going into surgery, and that she would call when she got out...it's been hours since then and I was getting worried. Pushing those thoughts to the back of my head I made my way inside the studio building.
“Hey Dani.” I greeted the curly-haired girl who eating a sandwich with her feet propped up. She looked up and smiled.
“Hey there Louis, how are you?” she asked taking her feet down giving me a hug. I grinned, “Been better...not really up to this whole...thing.” I said making a gesture with my hand. Danielle giggled at my comment, “Such the happy one I see.” she said sarcastically.
“Yah...right.” I muttered.
Danielle walked back over to her chair to sit down, “So are you ready to dance with Ha--”Louis there you are, I've been waiting all day.” he said tapping his foot impatiently. I rolled my eyes, Simon was in one of his moods.
“That was a bit rude to cut poor Dani off like that Simon.” I said waving my finger in his face.
“Louis now is not the time for your sass, now come on.” Simon said as he turned around and started walking.
I huffed before re-adjusting my bag on my shoulder, it was a good thing I decided to stop and change real quick before I got here. So now all I gotta do is change my shoes, I looked back to Danielle, “Good luck Lou.” she said.
“Right...luck.” I muttered before walking off to find Simon. I finally caught up to him and that's when is started to pope.
“Louis cut it out, you haven't even met the guy yet.” Simon said. I only huffed again, because I really couldn't care less...”So.” I finally said.
We finally stopped in front of the room five, Simon put a hand on my shoulder, “Give him a chance.” he said his eyes losing it's hard edge.
“But I don't some idiot telling me how to dance.” I cried out in frustration. Simon shook his head, “Listen do you want that part, do you want to make it professionally.” he asked. I looked off to the side....Simon always pulled this card with me, knowing good and well what I'll say.
“Yes.” I mumbled.
Simon nodded his head, “Alright then, this guy is good Louis, really good he'll teach you the things that you've been lacking lately...give him a chance yeah?” he said. I only nodded my head yes, not trusting my mouth.
“Oh and Louis remember...some people dream to have talent like you, some people do have the talent...and they can't use it, some people aren't as lucky as you.” Simon said before turning on his heel and walking way.
I took a deep breath before squaring my shoulders and pushing the door open. Some classical music was playing and I looked around until my eyes landed on a tall figure stretching on one of the bars. I couldn’t believe my eyes, now I'd only known Harry for a while, but there was no way I would mistake those curls from anyway one else.
“Um...Harry?” I asked softly.
His head whipped around to face me and he smiled at me....fucking smiled.
“Uh....Hey there Louis.” he said before standing up. My eyes traveled from his face and down his body, he was dressed from head to toe in dancing attire and I just.....I couldn't wrap my mind around it.
“Your my mentor?” I cried.
