“Okay! We have a tight schedule today, so we have to get this to run smoothly as soon as possible.” Alison’s voice fills the dance studio and everyone nods, silently saying that they’ll try their best.
Just then, the door opens and catches everyone’s attention. Justin enters, oblivious to all the stares he’s getting, while sipping on a water bottle. He stops in his track when he senses the looks and pulls the bottle from his lips.
“Well, don’t stop on my account. I know how much Alison loves your devoted attention.” Justin grins playfully at Alison who only rolls her eyes at him. “Okay, guys. Let’s take it from All Around the World first. Then we’ll do Boyfriend and Take You.”
Getting into your position, you inhale deeply - making yourself ready. You just know that this will be one of the toughest dance routines so far. This has to run smoothly before any of you can step a foot outside the studio.
Alison presses play on the stereo and the music immediately booms around the room. You close your eyes, feeling the music move through your body. Taking another deep breath, your eyes snap open as your body automatically begins with the practiced choreography.
You smile, seeing all the other dancers moving around the floor in the same tempo as you. This is what you love to do. Dancing is and probably always will be your ultimate passion. The song ends all too soon and the room erupts with cheers and applause.
“That was awesome, you guys! Keep this up and we’ll be finished in no time.” Scooter announces happily before turning his attention back to Kenny.
You’re sipping on your own water bottle when a slight cough alerts you of someone else’s presence. Wiping your forehead with the back of your hand, you turn around with a smile on your lips. The smile falls almost immediately when you notice that the person is Justin.
The thing is, after you became Justin’s backup dancer - you haven’t really talked to him. It’s more like agreements and greetings and stuff along those lines. Seeing him in front of you now only makes you fear the worst. Did you miss a step? Wasn’t it good enough?
“Hey, Y/N.” Justin greets, smiling as usual. You furrow your brows, feeling slightly confused. So he didn’t come to yell at you?
“Hey, Justin.” You return the smile as you bend down to place your purple bottle back on the floor.
“So… I was watching you dance earlier-”
Great. So he ishere to comment on my dancing. God, I was probably awful.
“I’m sorry. It just feels so good to be dancing again and I just love the choreography. I promise, I’ll do it better next time-” The words escapes your mouth long before you can even comprehend it.
“Whoa. Hey, hey.” Justin smiles softly, holding his hands up. “You were great, Y/N. Better than great - amazing. I actually came over to ask if you would want to be my partner in one of the routines in Boyfriend? I’m supposed to get ‘close and cozy’ with one of the girls according to the bosses.” He grins shamelessly, raising a questioning brow at you.
“Oh, uhm…” You flush, biting your lip out of embarrassment. “I would love to, really. I just… Why me though?”
Although you are flattered - very flattered at that - you couldn’t help but wonder why Justin had chosen you? Was it even him who had chosen you? Did he think you were good or did he just think that this was an opportunity to make you better without you noticing?
“Because you’re amazing. You have so much talent, Y/N. And I can see you want this. I see it in your eyes every time the music comes on; how your body moves along to the rhythm flawlessly. You love to dance. That’s why.” Justin explains.
You’re so caught up in his words and at how true they are that you don’t notice him gripping your hand. It isn’t until he drags you along towards the front of the room where Justin usually dances and you stumble along after him.
In the corner of your eye, you barely catch Alison looking at the two of you and a small smirk making its way to her face. What is going on?
“Everybody, can I get your attention, please? This - I’m sure all of you know - is Y/N. She’s gonna be my partner for the solo routine in Boyfriend. I want you other ladies to know what you’re great dancers, too, but I just had to choose her for this. No hard feelings, eh?” Justin chuckles huskily, still not letting go of your hand.
“You just chose her because you’ve got the hots for her, Biebs.” Another dancer - a boy, but you’re too busy blushing to notice who - calls out. “Can’t say I blame you though.”
“Aye, back off, bro. Mine.” Justin growls playfully, yanking your arm suddenly before spinning you into his embrace. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind and rests his chin on your shoulder.
The room burst out laughing, Justin too, but you’re too caught up in your own mind to join in on the fun. Are they just teasing? If so, that isn’t really a nice joke. You smile weakly, trying to brush it off but that it easier said than done.
You’re pulled out of your own thoughts when Justin’s calloused fingers grasps a piece of hair and wraps it behind your ear.
“Okay, so I will admit that I may or may not have chosen you because I think you’re beautiful. Go on a date with me tonight if you want to find out. Say… Around six?” His raspy voice asks teasingly, but oh so seductively.
You only nod, not trusting your voice at all. Even your knees feel week and you cling to Justin’s arm as he steps away from you.
“Don’t worry, beautiful. I’ll catch you if you fall.”
Just then, the door opens and catches everyone’s attention. Justin enters, oblivious to all the stares he’s getting, while sipping on a water bottle. He stops in his track when he senses the looks and pulls the bottle from his lips.
“Well, don’t stop on my account. I know how much Alison loves your devoted attention.” Justin grins playfully at Alison who only rolls her eyes at him. “Okay, guys. Let’s take it from All Around the World first. Then we’ll do Boyfriend and Take You.”
Getting into your position, you inhale deeply - making yourself ready. You just know that this will be one of the toughest dance routines so far. This has to run smoothly before any of you can step a foot outside the studio.
Alison presses play on the stereo and the music immediately booms around the room. You close your eyes, feeling the music move through your body. Taking another deep breath, your eyes snap open as your body automatically begins with the practiced choreography.
You smile, seeing all the other dancers moving around the floor in the same tempo as you. This is what you love to do. Dancing is and probably always will be your ultimate passion. The song ends all too soon and the room erupts with cheers and applause.
“That was awesome, you guys! Keep this up and we’ll be finished in no time.” Scooter announces happily before turning his attention back to Kenny.
You’re sipping on your own water bottle when a slight cough alerts you of someone else’s presence. Wiping your forehead with the back of your hand, you turn around with a smile on your lips. The smile falls almost immediately when you notice that the person is Justin.
The thing is, after you became Justin’s backup dancer - you haven’t really talked to him. It’s more like agreements and greetings and stuff along those lines. Seeing him in front of you now only makes you fear the worst. Did you miss a step? Wasn’t it good enough?
“Hey, Y/N.” Justin greets, smiling as usual. You furrow your brows, feeling slightly confused. So he didn’t come to yell at you?
“Hey, Justin.” You return the smile as you bend down to place your purple bottle back on the floor.
“So… I was watching you dance earlier-”
Great. So he ishere to comment on my dancing. God, I was probably awful.
“I’m sorry. It just feels so good to be dancing again and I just love the choreography. I promise, I’ll do it better next time-” The words escapes your mouth long before you can even comprehend it.
“Whoa. Hey, hey.” Justin smiles softly, holding his hands up. “You were great, Y/N. Better than great - amazing. I actually came over to ask if you would want to be my partner in one of the routines in Boyfriend? I’m supposed to get ‘close and cozy’ with one of the girls according to the bosses.” He grins shamelessly, raising a questioning brow at you.
“Oh, uhm…” You flush, biting your lip out of embarrassment. “I would love to, really. I just… Why me though?”
Although you are flattered - very flattered at that - you couldn’t help but wonder why Justin had chosen you? Was it even him who had chosen you? Did he think you were good or did he just think that this was an opportunity to make you better without you noticing?
“Because you’re amazing. You have so much talent, Y/N. And I can see you want this. I see it in your eyes every time the music comes on; how your body moves along to the rhythm flawlessly. You love to dance. That’s why.” Justin explains.
You’re so caught up in his words and at how true they are that you don’t notice him gripping your hand. It isn’t until he drags you along towards the front of the room where Justin usually dances and you stumble along after him.
In the corner of your eye, you barely catch Alison looking at the two of you and a small smirk making its way to her face. What is going on?
“Everybody, can I get your attention, please? This - I’m sure all of you know - is Y/N. She’s gonna be my partner for the solo routine in Boyfriend. I want you other ladies to know what you’re great dancers, too, but I just had to choose her for this. No hard feelings, eh?” Justin chuckles huskily, still not letting go of your hand.
“You just chose her because you’ve got the hots for her, Biebs.” Another dancer - a boy, but you’re too busy blushing to notice who - calls out. “Can’t say I blame you though.”
“Aye, back off, bro. Mine.” Justin growls playfully, yanking your arm suddenly before spinning you into his embrace. He wraps his arms around your waist from behind and rests his chin on your shoulder.
The room burst out laughing, Justin too, but you’re too caught up in your own mind to join in on the fun. Are they just teasing? If so, that isn’t really a nice joke. You smile weakly, trying to brush it off but that it easier said than done.
You’re pulled out of your own thoughts when Justin’s calloused fingers grasps a piece of hair and wraps it behind your ear.
“Okay, so I will admit that I may or may not have chosen you because I think you’re beautiful. Go on a date with me tonight if you want to find out. Say… Around six?” His raspy voice asks teasingly, but oh so seductively.
You only nod, not trusting your voice at all. Even your knees feel week and you cling to Justin’s arm as he steps away from you.
“Don’t worry, beautiful. I’ll catch you if you fall.”
