Dance Your Hearts Out (A Nathan Sykes FanFiction)

Dance Your Hearts Out (A Nathan Sykes FanFiction) 7

The day had finally come. Ty was picking me up in twenty minutes and I was just finishing a few minor details on my hair. I decided that since today I’d be meeting my celebrity dance partner, I should look presentable without looking like I’ve tried too hard. I settled on black leggings, a white undershirt and another short sleeved top over it that had a cartoon koala on it. I pulled on my black wedge ankle boots and looked myself over again. My hair was wavy and frizz free thanks to hairspray. Instead of mixing body spray with what could be potential sweat if we actually started dancing today, I rubbed scented lotion on my arms and on my neck. I tossed the lotion in my duffle bag, along with a TW water bottle (gift from Tom), my phone, a TW hoodie that actually belonged to Nathan but I wore it more often, my camera because I take my camera practically everywhere, dance heels, and a small hand towel to dab at potential sweat. My duffle bag was small, so it was easy to carry. Just as I was zipping it up, Ty texted me saying he was outside. Tom and Nathan had left a few hours ago for recording for their upcoming album.

“Hey” I smiled, sitting shotgun in Ty’s car, tossing my bag into the backseat

“Sup” he smirked “how you feeling?” he asked

“Really nervous, but really excited” I replied as he started driving

“What’s there to be nervous about, you’re dating a celebrity and making it big as a professional dancer” he said

“This is different, what if I get someone that would make me fan girl over them or… what if they’re a closet diva and we don’t get along?” I asked nervously

“Hey, you taught me to be a dancer and I taught your boyfriend a few moves, you could teach anyone” he said reassuringly, reaching over and giving my hand a comforting squeeze

I smiled gratefully at him

“So, what are you expecting in your partner?” I asked

“I hope she’s hot” he smirked

“Typical” I laughed

“Hey, I’m single, I don’t have as many worries as you should” he chuckled

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked

“Well, you’re dating a British dude in a famous band. He’s seen you in those outfits… and now you’re going to dance on live TV with some celebrity guy? Nathan better keep his eye on you… and your crazy cousin” he explained

            Now that I thought about it, Ty had a point. I’ve never taken into consideration about how Nathan would feel about me dancing on TV. He said he would support me, but he never said he was happy with my decision. No, Nathan and I are solid and not even dancing on a TV show with a celebrity would change that,

“And you’ll be major busy too… this is a twelve week competition, a new dance every week, even two to three if you make it that far, baby girl, we’re gonna practically be living in that studio” he shrugged

“Thanks, Ty” I mumbled, now feeling worried about how my boyfriend feels, like I’ve been neglecting him all of a sudden

            When we got to the studio, the woman at the check in desk smiled pleasantly as Ty said our names. She handed us each a large folder and directed us in separate directions,

“I’ll see you around, baby girl and call me if he gives you trouble” he winked, giving me a hug and kissing my head

“Thanks… call me if you need a wing girl” I smirked, pecking his cheek before turning on my heel towards Studio 9

I adjusted my duffle bag on my shoulder, feeling like my stomach was doing flips

            With a deep breath, I turned the knob to Studio 9, pushing open the door. The first thing I saw was a crop of blonde hair with brunette roots… Please read authors note, please, please, please!

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1. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYUBB9bx174

2. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNNjAkGUy9s