A week after meeting Liam, Louis, and Zayn we had all started to get to know one another. We all got along which was good since we would be going on tour with them starting the next month. We had a dance studio in the basement of our house and I decided to go down there to be alone for little while. I loved the girls but sometimes I needed my own space.
I put on my black leotard, black spandex dance shorts, a red crop top and grabbed my dance bag. I never knew till I put the music on what style of dance I would choose. I plugged my iPod into the stereo and put it on shuffle. Green Day came on and I stretched to 21 Guns. I never knew what song would pop up because I had a wide variety of music on my iPod.
I finished stretching and heard the beginning of Tiny Dancer by Elton John come on. I smiled and decided to dance to it. I had loved the song since I was a little girl.
"Blue jean baby, L.A lady
She was a seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile
She'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must've seen her
Dancing in the sand
And now she's in me
Always with me
Tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back
She just laughs the boulevard is not that bad
Piano man he makes a stand
In the auditorium
Looking on
She sings the song
The words she knows the tune she hums
Oh how it feels so real
Lying here, no one near only you
And you can hear me
When I sing softly, slowly
And hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
And lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
She was a seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile
She married a music man
Ballerina, you must've seen her
And she was dancing in the sand
Now she's in me
Always with me
Tiny dancer in my hand"
I stopped to catch my breathe as the song ended. I heard clapping and spun around. My cheeks flushed as I saw who stood there clapping. They both flashed me smiles.
"I see they picked out talented dancers." Harry said winking at me.
I blushed and tried to figure out how long they had been standing there. "How did you get in here?"
"We stopped by to meet our lovely backup dancers and once we finished talking to the other girls they told us you were down here. We walked in and saw you dancing and wanted to see for ourselves your talent." Harry said.
"You were quite good." Niall said.
"Thank you and it's nice to finally meet you two. I'm Kylie." I said finally finding words to speak.
"Well it was nice meeting you. We have to go to an interview now but maybe next time we can see you dance to one of our songs." Harry said heading upstairs to leave.
"Maybe we'll see. Bye." I waved to both of them as they left. Harry smirked at me and Niall grinned at me.
I decided what everyone said about Harry was true he was a flirt. It was flattering more then anything. He was too cute to get mad at. Niall seemed sweet. I was glad I finally had meet all of them now.
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A week later we began to practice our routines with the boys. They didn't sing at first, just stood there so we could get use to dancing with them on stage. For a lot of the songs we would be in the background or off to the side but for certain ones we got to interact with the boys. Those routines were the most fun to practice because you never knew what the boys were going to do.
While practicing She's Not Afraid Harry yelled "Why don't you love me?" when Liam was singing. Everyone tried to hold in their laughter but we couldn't anymore when Harry dropped on his knees in front of Aubrey making her mess up and demanded to know why she didn't love him. We all got yelled at for acting immature but it was worth it.
During one routine Harry lifted me up for a couple seconds then put me right back down. One night he decided it would be fun to not put me back down and continued singing while holding me. To say it was awkward would be the easiest explanation. I thought he was going to drop me but he didn't and he managed to finish the song holding me. Lucy, our choreographer, threatened to take the move out but Harry promised he wouldn't carry me again.
One of the boys favorite things to do was try to get us to mess up. They would smack us on our butts but do it so if anyone was watching us from the audience like the choreographers they wouldn't see them smack us. They didn't try to smack Lydia's butt though, because the first time Louis tried it he got punched.
I was dancing behind Niall at one practice after he had just smacked my butt. All of us girls had gotten use to it so it didn't mess us up anymore. I decided to get my revenge and smacked Niall's butt while turning. Niall turned around and threw me over his shoulder. He finished the song and still hadn't put me down. I tried to convince him it was an accident but he wouldn't buy it.
"Niall put me down!" I demanded
"No not until you apologize."
"It was an accident I swear!"
"Sure, I think you just wanted an excuse to touch my bum." Niall said laughing.
"Um no definitely not it was an accident I was turning and my arm smacked into you."
"Fine I believe you" Niall said putting me down.
I ran offstage laughing. That boy was too gullible. He believed anything I told him. I went backstage to get my water bottle out of my bag and saw Aubrey and Liam talking. I went and got Louis to show him.
"Aww look at the two love birds!" Louis shouted scaring Liam and Aubrey. They both blushed and took a step away from each other. Aubrey glared at me knowing I was the one who got Louis.
Louis loved embarrassing Aubrey since she was so easy to embarrass. I felt bad sometimes but I knew he did it out if love. We all liked to embarrass each other.
We had two more days of practicing then the tour would kick off. The first performance would be in London then we would head to France. The girls and I were excited to go to France. Paris, the Eiffel Tower, shopping, French food, and French boys!
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Tiny Dancer (One Direction fan fiction) (Incomplete)
FanfictionKylie Monroe has been dancing since she was two years old. She's been trained in any dance style you can imagine but her mom pushes her towards ballet. Her mom's dream is for her to get into the prestigious Joffery Ballet School but that's not Kylie...
