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Louis got changed into his trackie bottoms. His mum called him and let him know he had 5 minutes to get changed. Louis was going ballroom dance classes for the first time ever. His mum wanted made him and Louis wasn't pleased, Louis was popular, the most popular boy in school. The one everyone fancied and the one that was the captain of the football team, not the ballroom dancer.
Louis sighed gelling his hair up. He knew it wouldn't last as he'd get all sweaty. As Louis' mum called up a final time he laced up his sneakers and jogged down the stairs grabbing his bag.
"Look on the bright side lou, you might get to dance with a stunning girl"
Louis nodded, not really listening.
His mum turned on the radio and Louis started singing a long.
"Do you mind?" Lottie said
"No it's fine" Louis said
"I was being sarcastic" Lottie replied
"You're shit at it then" Louis commented
"Enough you two" Jay interrupted.
"It's not my fault it's bloody Billy Elliot over there" Lottie remarked
"Shut it" Louis replied.
"ENOUGH"" Jay raised her voice.
It was a 20 minute drive with the pair arguing.
"Why was she even born?" Louis asked
"You were the one that was an accident" Lottie replied
"Aha, but I'm her favourite being the first born and only son, you're just one of the girls"
"MUM!"
"It's true, if she lost me she'd have no son, if she lost you she still has 3 other girls"
"Will you 2 just shut up!" Jay Shouted
Lottie did as she said and Louis rolled his eyes
as they pulled up Louis lifted up his nike bag.
"Good luck sweetie" Jay said
"Bye mum" Louis replied Totally blanking Lottie
He pushed the door then realized there was a handle.
Louis checked to see if anyone had saw
Nope fine.
He then pulled the door and stepped inside to see a desk with a sign reading 'Reception'
Louis strolled over there
"Good day" He said smiling
"Hello how can we help you?" The receptionist asked
"Uhm, I'm booked in for ballroom dance classes?" Louis replied
"Name sir?" The receptionist asked
"Tomlinson, Louis Tomlinson" He replied
"Oh yes, down the hall chuck a right then immediatley a left, room 102"
"Thankyou" Louis replied, making his way over to the room
He looked around, '101 '103' '105' "Where the fuck is 102?"
As he peered the corner he noticed the sign with an arrow pointing to a room saying "102, 100, 104" He followed the sign until he found the right room.
As he opened the door the dance instructor welcomed him.
"Hello Louis" She said smiling
"Hey" He replied
she was about 40, brown long hair, quite chunky, middle aged, seemed relatively nice.
"I'm afraid we've not got a partner for you" She said
Louis was shocked, he couldn't ballroom dance by himself.
Someone came up behind the instructor and whispered in her ear, pointing to a boy sitting at a table with a glum expression on his face, he was sitting all by himself
"Oh yeah, you'll have to dance with Harry" She said
"W-w-what" He replied
"I know you're both boys but it's not as if you have to kiss or anything" She said
He rolled his eyes
"Harry, we have got you a partner" She said looking in his direction
The boy with curly hair, bright green eyes and glasses stood up.
He looked quite nerdy to be honest.
He walked uncomfortably over to Louis
"Okay, Harry this is Louis"
"Louis this is Harry"
The instructor said
Of course Harry knew who Louis was, who didn't he was the most popular boy in school, the fittest, the dreamiest.
"Hi" Louis said
Harry was still walking, and stumbled into Louis
"Oops" He replied
"Aha, don't worry bout it" Louis said helping Harry up.
The instructor walked away, now everybody, put your hands on your partners hips. And pull them in close.