
The Dancer and The Bad Boy
I'm a Lightweight
I'm a lightweight, easy to fall, easy to break, with every move my whole world shakes. Keep me from falling apart. I'm a lightweight, better be careful what you say. With every move, I'm blown away. You're in control of my heart.
"Beautiful, babe." Harry's deep voice rang through my ears.
"Ehm. Excuse me but, when did I become your babe?" I asked. "Hmm... maybe yesterday night when you-"
"You don't have to fucking remind me." I snapped. "Ooh. Fiesty." He said. "Harry, what the hell do you want from me?" I replied. "I would like for yo-" I stopped him. "I'm not getting in bed with you." I declared.
"I wasn't going to ask that!" Harry exclaimed. "What were you going to ask?" I rolled my eyes. "I would like for you to go on a date with me." He said. "Hmm... let me think."
I paused for fifteen seconds, "Done yet?" he asked. "Nope." I replied. "Now?" he replied. "No."
"Now?"
"No."
It kept going on like that. Then, after a minute, he said, "Are you done yet?" and I nodded. "So?"
"No."
"What will it take?" he asked. I sighed. "Hmm... prove that you truly want to go out with me." I said. "How the hell am I supposed to do that?" he asked. "That's your part."
"Beautiful, babe." Harry's deep voice rang through my ears.
"Ehm. Excuse me but, when did I become your babe?" I asked. "Hmm... maybe yesterday night when you-"
"You don't have to fucking remind me." I snapped. "Ooh. Fiesty." He said. "Harry, what the hell do you want from me?" I replied. "I would like for yo-" I stopped him. "I'm not getting in bed with you." I declared.
"I wasn't going to ask that!" Harry exclaimed. "What were you going to ask?" I rolled my eyes. "I would like for you to go on a date with me." He said. "Hmm... let me think."
I paused for fifteen seconds, "Done yet?" he asked. "Nope." I replied. "Now?" he replied. "No."
"Now?"
"No."
It kept going on like that. Then, after a minute, he said, "Are you done yet?" and I nodded. "So?"
"No."
"What will it take?" he asked. I sighed. "Hmm... prove that you truly want to go out with me." I said. "How the hell am I supposed to do that?" he asked. "That's your part."
Sorry I'm not updating. Bear with me! I have to take technique and pointe classes + my regular ballet, tap, jazz, lyrical, and contemporary/modern.
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