Roses and Thorns
You, Come With Me. (14th Chapter)
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Janelle's POV:
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…At the Studio…
“Ah! You to must be the best man and the maid of honour. We shall begin now if you don’t mind.” Liam and I are surprised by the sassy attitude of the dance instructor, and we simply nod. My eyes dive into the large studio, and stop when they find the person they are hungry to see.
He wears a buttoned light-blue shirt, with the sleeves rolled over to the middle of his arms. He pairs that marvellous shirt with beige pants, assorted with brown Italian shoes. The style of clothing he is in, is nothing like he wears; believe it or not he looks more ravishing than ever. He gives me a light wave, but Perrie catches his shaking hand and drags him to walk with her to the wooden floor.
“Alright, we shall start with the love birds. (She takes Zayn’s hand, and places it on Perrie’s waist) Keep that hold all the time, and this hand (She takes his other hand with Perrie’s and locks them together in a stretched formation) You keep these together from the beginning to the end. (She takes Perrie’s other hand, and lands it on his shoulder) Don’t let go, honey.” The music begins, while the instructor fills them with the required steps they should do.
Once Zayn starts, he immediately steps on Perrie’s foot; causing me and Liam to burst out in chuckles. “Ouch!” She exclaims painfully, and Zayn stares at her apologetically. As much as this seems funny, I feel sadder than ever. Not only because he isn’t with me, but because he is trying to please others while he should begin by pleasing himself first.
“Want to give it a go?” Liam nudges my arm, and I laugh lightly with a nod. We form the same position, as Perrie and Zayn did, and surprisingly we don’t miss any dance move. Once Liam and I begin to glide all over the closed hall, the music stops. The instructor and the couple, give us a stunned look; and we stop to look back in confusion.
“Is anything wrong?” Liam asks in concern, while the instructor smiles. “(She points at us both, while looking at Perrie and Zayn) This is what you two need for this dance to work. There is no spark between you two; this dance shouldn’t be done as homework, it should be done because you want to.” Liam and I drop our hands, and stare at each other in complete silence. “I think I have to make some partner changes for this to work.” The dance teacher announces, and walks her heels to where Liam and I stand. She surprises all of us by unzipping my jacket, and tossing it on the side bench. “You, come with me.” I take her hand, as we walk to where Perrie and Zayn stand.
Zayn’s eyes flicker at my exposed skin, and for once I catch him staring like he’s actually interested in my figure. His eyes trail down from my neck to my shown cleavage, but once I step closer he clears his throat and shifts his eyes to my face. “You, go pair with the gentleman over there.” She commands Perrie, and I seem to enjoy how for once she is the one taking orders. “Please form the waltz’s hand formation.” Zayn and I place our hands perfectly on each other’s body parts, and so does Perrie and Liam. He gives me a light squeeze on my hip, and I feel my cheeks burn in deep blush. “And now we dance.”
The instructor walks over to the music box, and I take my time to stair at Zayn’s eyes. Shockingly, I find his eyes already looking at me, sculpting my reflection in his Onex pair. I don’t know what to say, or what to react, but us being this close, touching one another, seems to be the perfect fit… at least that’s how I feel towards him.
Janelle's POV:
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…At the Studio…
“Ah! You to must be the best man and the maid of honour. We shall begin now if you don’t mind.” Liam and I are surprised by the sassy attitude of the dance instructor, and we simply nod. My eyes dive into the large studio, and stop when they find the person they are hungry to see.
He wears a buttoned light-blue shirt, with the sleeves rolled over to the middle of his arms. He pairs that marvellous shirt with beige pants, assorted with brown Italian shoes. The style of clothing he is in, is nothing like he wears; believe it or not he looks more ravishing than ever. He gives me a light wave, but Perrie catches his shaking hand and drags him to walk with her to the wooden floor.
“Alright, we shall start with the love birds. (She takes Zayn’s hand, and places it on Perrie’s waist) Keep that hold all the time, and this hand (She takes his other hand with Perrie’s and locks them together in a stretched formation) You keep these together from the beginning to the end. (She takes Perrie’s other hand, and lands it on his shoulder) Don’t let go, honey.” The music begins, while the instructor fills them with the required steps they should do.
Once Zayn starts, he immediately steps on Perrie’s foot; causing me and Liam to burst out in chuckles. “Ouch!” She exclaims painfully, and Zayn stares at her apologetically. As much as this seems funny, I feel sadder than ever. Not only because he isn’t with me, but because he is trying to please others while he should begin by pleasing himself first.
“Want to give it a go?” Liam nudges my arm, and I laugh lightly with a nod. We form the same position, as Perrie and Zayn did, and surprisingly we don’t miss any dance move. Once Liam and I begin to glide all over the closed hall, the music stops. The instructor and the couple, give us a stunned look; and we stop to look back in confusion.
“Is anything wrong?” Liam asks in concern, while the instructor smiles. “(She points at us both, while looking at Perrie and Zayn) This is what you two need for this dance to work. There is no spark between you two; this dance shouldn’t be done as homework, it should be done because you want to.” Liam and I drop our hands, and stare at each other in complete silence. “I think I have to make some partner changes for this to work.” The dance teacher announces, and walks her heels to where Liam and I stand. She surprises all of us by unzipping my jacket, and tossing it on the side bench. “You, come with me.” I take her hand, as we walk to where Perrie and Zayn stand.
Zayn’s eyes flicker at my exposed skin, and for once I catch him staring like he’s actually interested in my figure. His eyes trail down from my neck to my shown cleavage, but once I step closer he clears his throat and shifts his eyes to my face. “You, go pair with the gentleman over there.” She commands Perrie, and I seem to enjoy how for once she is the one taking orders. “Please form the waltz’s hand formation.” Zayn and I place our hands perfectly on each other’s body parts, and so does Perrie and Liam. He gives me a light squeeze on my hip, and I feel my cheeks burn in deep blush. “And now we dance.”
The instructor walks over to the music box, and I take my time to stair at Zayn’s eyes. Shockingly, I find his eyes already looking at me, sculpting my reflection in his Onex pair. I don’t know what to say, or what to react, but us being this close, touching one another, seems to be the perfect fit… at least that’s how I feel towards him.
Notes
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