Yours

[Harry's POV]
I took a deep breath before I entered Simon's office. He called me in this morning and well, he didn't seem to happy on the phone. I knocked and opened the door. He was sitting in his chair with his hands folded together resting on his desk. Everything looked normal. He didn't seem angry at all.
RED ALERT! RED ALERT! DANGER ZONE!
He was looking at me as I walked to the seat that was in front of his desk. You could say, because of the hits I received last night, I wasn't walking normally. I have a limp on my left side because my side was killing me.
This morning when I woke up the red mark disappeared and a lovely purple bruise was in it's place. I sat down slowly. When I got comfortably sat, he started.
"Harry," he paused taking in the silence. "before we discuss last nights activities, there is something we need to talk about."
I leaned up a bit more. "Okay."
"About the contract with you and Rebecca, it's shredded, literally shredded." He said looking at his paper shredder at the side of his desk.
I looked from the shredder to him. "How..did?"
"Too make a long story short, as we were signing her off on the contract, Rebecca took it and just threw it in the shredder." He said.
"So, we don't have to fake anymore?" I asked hopeful.
"Yes, Harry. Everything's done." He sighed. "Later we'll figure out someone new for you."
"Wait what? someone new? I don't need anymore." I argued.
He gave me the eye. "This brings us back to last nights event."
I sunk down in my chair. Everything went south from there.
"ANOTHER BAR FIGHT HARRY, ARE YOU MAD?" Simon yelled standing up and slamming his hand on the desk.
I closed my eyes at the sound of his hand hitting the desk. "He started it."
Wrong move.
He huffed. "Oh, so now it's okay because he started it?" he rubbed his face and turned around facing the huge window out looking Camden.
I blew out a frustrated puff. "Simon, I wasn't just going to let him talk smack about Rebecca and let him get away with it."
He turned back around. "Excuse me?"
I stood up. Owww. "Yeah," I said. "that little prick was saying shit about Rebecca. I warned him to shut up, but he didn't."
"Harry," he said widening his eyes like I did something wrong here. "Forget about Rebecca. How do you think your image is going to look now?"
I can not believe him right now.
I shook my head. "No," I gave him a disgusted look. "you don't even know half the stuff he was saying. They were all lies. If people want to know why I fought, i'll tell them the honest truth. I was fighting for the right of my girl and that's that. Now," I started walking to the door. "i'm sorry if you don't care enough about your own family member to not do anything about it, but i'm not going to sit around and listen to this bullshit being said about her."
I reached the door and tugged it open. "Don't you even dare get me anyone new to fake around. You know nothing."
I glanced at him before I slammed the door. He was frozen in place standing on the side of his desk with his hand on his desk staring at me in shock. I gave him one last glare and slammed that door as hard as I could.
He knew absolutely nothing. I didn't do anything wrong. If the people think so, so be it. Rebecca and I know what happened and that's all that mattered.
I pulled out my phone and called Rebecca. It rang a couple times before she picked up.
"Hey, Harry."
"Hey, meet me at the gym. Your first lesson beings in about," I looked at my watch. "40 minutes."
"But, Harry yo--" I cut her off.
"Just be there." and then I hung up.
I'm not pissed at her; i'm just generally pissed at the moment.
Simon can be a real arse at times.


[Rebecca's POV]

"Just be there." He hissed.
Well... someone's not too happy.
You see Harry was at Simon's office and clearly things didn't go as planned.
Harry spent the night last night because I didn't want him hurting himself even more. He slept on my bed while I slept on the couch. I didn't want him to sleep on this sad excuse for a couch when he had bodily injuries. I honestly don't know why he want's to start "practice" now, I mean, he's hurt.
I would call him back and deny his offer, but i'm not going to do anything else that will get him even more angry. That's not a good look on him, or the person he's taking it out on.
Sighing as I trotted upstairs, I took a left into my bedroom. I walked over to my closet and pulled out something to wear. Not really sure what he's going to make me do though.. I bit my lip as I pulled my pajama's off and put on my clothes I had just taken out. (no boots, or scarf.) My hair was like this.(brown)
I put my hair up. I walked to my bed and slipped on my converse. I then went downstairs grabbing my duffel as I made it to the front door. I grabbed my phone from the table and then walked out of my apartment. I called a cab and waited outside.
I've been thinking, Harry and I haven't fought once. Is this a good sign? I mean, this whole no more faking thing is a good thing. We can just be ourselves around each other in public. I think it was the right move. Yeah. Ten minutes later the cab showed up. I popped up and got into the back. I told him to take me to the gym right around the block. He gave me the 'seriously' look, so I just smiled. He sighed and pulled out driving me to my destination.
Once we got there, I paid and got out. I went into the building and walked to the dance studio. When I walked in, I noticed I was the first one. I took this times to try to clear my head again. I laid on the floor and closed my eyes. I ended up closing my eyes the entire time I was waiting for Harry.
About twenty minutes later I heard a door open and close. I opened my eyes and turned my head to see Harry walking up to me and sitting down next to me. "How long have you been waiting?" he asked.
"About twenty minutes now." I said closing my eyes again.
"Oh, well," he patted my stomach and stood up. "get up."
Sighing I got up and stood in front of him. "What am I going to do?"
He thought for a second. "Show me everything you remember."
I gave him a worried look. "Hey," he said placing his hand on my shoulder. "it's alright you can do this."
I gave a slight smile and nodded. He backed away limping kinda and let me have room. I stood there in the middle of the room swinging my arms back and forth. What...do I remember? Hummm. I bit my lip and started to do some random moves. Nothing really went together, I just kinda just.. danced.
"That's it bec!" Harry smiled.
I smiled and tripped right over my feet and fell. "Shit." I cursed under my breath.
"Ohh.." He said walking over to me and helping me up. "Okay, so i'll wait to praise you after you're finished."
I giggled. "Maybe that's a good idea."
He nodded and backed up again. "Let me play a song and you just do something."
I nodded. He took my docking station and set it up. He went through my songs on my ipod and picked a song I hadn't done in a while, but it was kind of recent if that makes sense. I got really nervous that i'd screw this one up for sure, because I do remember this one having a lot of arm movements.
I could tell he knew I was freaking about it, but he let me go anyways. He started the song.
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Rebecca is the girl.
I started out alright, but during the whole song I was getting confused. I didn't know where to put my arms, feet, or anything. I totally lost it. Once the song ended, my esteem was down so low it wasn't even funny.
"Harry, I think we should just stop. It's no use." I sighed.
"Rebecca.." he trailed walking over to me. "we just started. You've got to believe in yourself."
"I do." I stated looking up at him.
"Are you?" He questioned crossing his arms.
I looked down. "Well, i'm trying."
"Try a little harder and do it over again, just clear your mind." He said backing up.
I rolled my eyes and got back in the middle on the room. He pressed play again and I went off.
I did the same exact thing as I did last time. Only this time, because I was trying to "believe in myself", I over thought it and failed big time. I stopped in the middle of the song so confused on what to do next.
"Okay, new song, hopefully easier." He said giving me a sympathetic look and looking at my songs. "Oh, isn't this the one Liz Biz loves."
I mentally cursed myself because for the life of me I could not remember it. He started the Schoolin' life song, but I just stood there. Not moving, staring at the floor.
"Rebecca?" Harry called. I looked at him. "Why are you not moving?"
"Because I don't remember it." I said with sad eyes.
He sighed and dropped his head. He looked back up and said. "Here, i'll sit in front of you. Pretend i'm Lizzy. Maybe that'll give you some inspiration."
I nodded not really believing it would. He started the music and ran weirdly because of his injuries to sit in front of me. The words that I was suppose to start on went by and I was still standing there, eyes closed thinking about what to do. Harry was about to speak when I did some turn thing and like a clumbsy person, I tripped over my right foot and fell once more. "I'm done." I said fed up. "So done."
"Bec, don't say that." Harry scolded coming by me and helping me up. "Okay," he held my head in between his hands. "Listen to me, stop over thinking. Just go with it. What happened to the girl that danced for me back in the hotels of America, huh?"
I shook out of his hands and stepped back. "She's gone Harry, along with her dreams of being a dancer. Everything she's ever worked for is gone, and now she's just done. Done with it all. I have no future left, I'm just some washed out eighteen year o--" I was cut off by him yelling.

"REBECCA!" He shouted. It scared me, so I shut up.
He took a breath. "I couldn't slap you, so shut up. Stop saying those things. It's not over don't you see? you've got plenty of opportunities out there. Stop being such a stick in the mud and a downer and dream woman!" He said.
"Harry," I started shaking my head.
"Don't Harry me, I want you to stop with this my life is over stuff and start dancing like before. Pretend you still have that audition, pretended you're trying to impress those judges. Pretend everything you've ever worked for comes down to right now." He said pulling me too the middle of the room. "I want you to just start dancing, no music. Just dance."
He walked away and I was quite frustrated at the moment. I started doing some stupid stuff to piss him off. He was looking at me like I was a five year old acting stupid. I basically was though. I was screwing over everything.
"REBECCA, WHAT THE HELL?" He shouted. "DO YOU WANT HELP OR NOT?"
My cap blew off. "I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE HARRY. IF I THINK ABOUT DANCING, I THINK ABOUT THE FREAKING SCHOOL. I'VE WORKED EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR THAT MOMENT AND MY OWN UNCLE TOOK IT AWAY FROM ME. TO ME, I HAVE NOTHING LEFT BECAUSE I SPENT SIXTEEN HOUR DAYS IN STUDIOS WORKING FOR THAT MOMENT. I LOST FRIENDS FOR IT, MY GRADES WENT DOWN BECAUSE OF IT. I SPENT EVERY BIRTHDAY IN THAT STUDIO PRACTICING. YOU DON'T GET IT HARRY! I LITERALLY SPENT MY WHOLE LIFE WORKING UP FOR THAT MOMENT I'LL NEVER HAVE."
I finished and collapsed to the floor letting everything I had in me out. I heard footsteps and then I felt Harry sit down next to me and pull me to his side. Harry started rubbing my back as I cried. "Just let it out." he said. "I didn't know all that. I'm so sorry Rebecca."
I shook my head. "I'm sorry."'
He pulled me away. "For what? letting your emotions out?"
"For yelling at you." I said laying my head on his shoulder.
"You do realize I only went off on you, so you'd do that right?" He chuckled.
I lifted my head off his shoulder and looking at him wiping my eyes. "What?"
He nodded. "Yup, I knew there was something in that body of yours screaming to get out. You've said it. Maybe now since you have that off your chest you can... dance."
"Harry, didn't you hear me?" I asked standing up.
"I heard every word." He said looking up at me. "I get it, but you need to move on Bec."
I looked down to my feet. "I know."
He shook my leg and I looked at him. He had his hands held out. I took them and helped him up. Once he got up, he engulfed me into a hug. "There is and will be another opportunity. You just have to work for it. Sure you don't know what it is now, but once you do you'll be happy you've worked for it ahead of time."
I smiled. "How'd you get so smart?"
"Get? babe, i've always been this smart." He said shaking his head at my "stupid" remark.
He pulled away. "Now," he said backing me up arms length "You better?"
I nodded. "Alright, good. Let's get you loose."
My eyebrow went up in curiosity. "How?"
He grinned. "Just repeat after me."
Oh lord. I've seen this kid dance... dear.
"Okay..." I said unsure.
He chuckled. "Trust me, you trust me don't you?'
I smiled. "I do."
"Okay then, after me." He said and started his first move. I started laughing.
"What is that?" I laughed.

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"What does it look like? I'm doing my dances moves." He said like it's normal. "Now, do it."
I giggled as I copied him. This boy is something.
"Good, okay try this one." he said swtiching moves.

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I laughed again as I copied him. "Will you stop laughing at the master here?" he said faking being stern with me.
"Then stop with the alien moves." I joked.
He eyesdme playfully. "Alright, how about this?" he started moving from side to side.
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"Now see," I pointed. "that's normal." I said coping him.
He chuckled and turned everything around doing some dance he'd do at a club with friends.. maybe if you weren't embarassed first.
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Then he did a twerl. "Come on," he said taking my hands and making me do the moves with him.
Over all I had fun just letting loose. "Do you know any real moves?" I asked laughing.
He chuckled. "What those aren't real enough for you?"
I giggled. "I don't think those even count as dance moves."
He laughed and stopped. "Alright, Liam actually taught me this one."
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He started it and I smiled. "Yeah, I saw you boy's doing that on stage at Madison Square." I said copying his movements.
Then he just started goofing off again doing this twerk thing i'laughedr seen anyone do. I started laughing so hard.

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"What?' he asked stopping.

"You're feeling a LOT better!" I giggled.

"What can I say? dancing releases the pain." He joked.

He did it again.
"What even is that?" I laughed.
"My signature move." he winked. "Try it."
"I couldn't even if I tried." I said calming down.
He lauhged and nodded. "I think you're ready." He said and then did a chinese bow and went by the music. He started a song I haven't heard in a long time. The thing that surprised me was, I actually started dancing. I danced with out messing up.
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Rebecca is dancing like the girl.

I ended the song and I stood there.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!" Harry cheered.
I started smiling. He ran to me. As I turned around, he grabbed my face and our lips were together within seconds.
I kissed back, I did. He kissed me with what seemed like passion, and a lot of it too. Before he could step up the kiss, I pulled back blushing. "Um," I said catching my breath. "thanks for.. helping with... helping me."
He stepped back licking his lips. "Uh, no problem." he then smiled making this awkward moment not so awkward. "Sorry, for.." he said meaning the kiss. "I just got excited.."
I blushed more. "No, it was fine."
He took my hand. "Come on let's get out of here."
"Where?" I asked as he collected my things.
He turned to me and smiled.
"You'll see."


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