"What the hell was that Harry?" Coach Beast yelled after the team was gone. "It's not okay to punch people!"

"But I didn't even hit him." Harry said crossing his arms over his chest.

"But you attempted to!"

Harry just rolled his eyes.

"Apologize Harry." Beast demanded.

"He doesn't need one. He's the one who picked on my sister Gemma."

"Yes that was wrong of Louis." she said turning to me with a glare. "But that still was uncalled for." she said turning back to him.

"I don't care. I'm not saying sorry." Harry shrugged. "So I'm gonna go home."

"Oh no your not." Beast said shaking her head. "You're staying here to practice your dancing skills as punishment. Louis will stay here to help you. I need to take care of the team like I do when you boys leave."

"Aren't you worried I'll kill him?" Harry joked.

"I'll be back in an hour." Beast said. "And if you do, you'll be sorry." she said and then left.

Harry huffed and rolled his eyes.

"I'm not dancing Louis." Harry then said once the door closed.

"Harry just practice with me." I said sighing.

"No." he said shaking his head.

"Okay look, I'm sorry about saying that about Gemma." I said and saw Harry glare at me. "No truly." I said. "I'm sorry. That was completely uncalled for. Gemma's an amazing dancer. I was her teacher so I should know."

Harry sighed and put his crossed arms down by his side.

"I'm sorry for hitting you." he said gloomy since he really didn't want to say sorry.

"Well ready to get to work then?" I smiled.

"I still don't want to dance though."

"Oh come on Harry. You're one of the best ones in here."

"I am?" Harry asked not believing me and knitting his eyebrows together.

"Oh yeah." I nodded. "You're fantastic."

I'm not even lying on this one.

He's incredible.

"Well I thought I sucked?"

"You don't." I said shaking my head. "I can't believe you'd think that."

"Well compared to you I suck." he said.

"What?" I asked shocked.

"I mean you put so much emotion into your dancing. I don't do that. I just move."

"Well you have to find a song that moves you then."

"Well what songs that?" he asked.

"I can't tell you that." I laughed. "What's your favorite slower song?"

"Lost boy." he answered quickly.

"Why's that?" I asked.

"My favorite movie is Peter Pan." he said.

"Really?" I asked. "Mine too." I smiled.

"Really?" he asked shocked.

"Yeah." I nodded. "I watch it every time I'm sick. I've done that since I was little."

"Woe." he said.

"Why do you like it?"

"It was my uh- best friends favorite movie. He made me watch it all the time." he answered.

Ed I guess...

"Well." I said. "Let's dance to it shall we?" I then asked.

"I may cry." Harry said as I set up the music. "No one's ever seen me cry so don't tell anyone because-" he rambled.

"-Harry." I said interrupting him so he'd shut up. "I won't tell anyone."

Harry nodded and I hit play.

(Listen while reading)

"Now close your eyes." I said.

Harry did.

"Think of what the song does to you. Think of the emotions. Think of sadness if it brings you pain. Find that place. That sad place."

Harry nodded.

"I'm there." he whispered.

"Now move your body to the music. Your body will come up with the moves on it's own."

Harry moved slowly and I saw a tear fall already. I could tell this song really touched his heart and I was trying not to get emotional as Harry took deep breaths to calm himself down... but then he did a turn that I had taught the team perfectly.

Harry opened his eyes and smiled.

"That felt amazing." he said.

"It looked amazing." I nodded.

"Can you teach me some trickier moves?"

"Well I'd have to dance with you to do some partner moves. I don't want to make you uncomfortable?"

"You're fine." Harry waved off.

"Well we can try a lift?" I then suggested.

"Oh my gosh yeah." Harry nodded. "I can totally pick you up."

I chuckled and nodded.

"Alright now feel the song again. Get into the sad place."

Harry nodded when he got there.

When the words, "I am a lost boy." played we started.

"Now turn and I'll be right next to you so don't loose your balance."

We turned perfectly in sync together.

"Now turn again but then do a grande jete landing in demi-plie. From there you'll lift me okay?" I then asked.

"Okay." Harry nodded.

So we did the movements.

He then grabbed me by the waist like it was natural and he lifted me up perfectly into the air.

I pointed my toe straight out and Harry leaned down to give me more room.

I looked down at him and was intrigued by him.

He looked gorgeous from this angle and the muscles from him lifting me were showing just right.

Everything felt right as he lifted me.

Everything seemed to be in slow motion. I don't know what it was... but him and I wear flying in the wind it seemed like.

He kept spinning me to the beat of the song and I was so into the mood.

I then closed my body in so I'd slid down the front of him.

He then grabbed my hand once I landed and I kicked my leg back and bent forward.

He then held my hand tight and stood up straighter. My bent leg then went into attitude and I turned with the help of his hand guiding me.

I then brought my leg and wrapped it around his waste as my other foot balanced me on the floor.

Harry then dipped me down and the song ended.

"Wow." I whispered since our faces were really close together.

"How did I do?" he then whispered back.

"Ask yourself that."

"It felt amazing."

"It was amazing."

Harry then stood up straight and I unwrapped my leg from his waste.

"So um." Harry then coughed. "We good?"

"Well our practice isn't over yet." I said going to the bar and resting my weight onto it.

"Well what do you want to do then?" he asked.

"Talk?" I then asked. "I mean we're getting along right now. Why not talk?" I asked.

"Alright." Harry nodded. "Well what do you want to talk about?"

"You kissed me Harry." I then blurted out.

I couldn't keep it in any longer.

"What the fuck Louis?" Harry said. "Why would you say that? We were just getting along... and there you go ruining a good time like always."

"At the party. Justin's party. You were coked out and drunk. After you puked you kissed me. It's been on my mind ever since. You also said some pretty hurtful things to me after that. I just want to have an adult conversation about it when no one is around. Come on Harry. Please. I need this sorted out."

"I know." Harry sighed and then sat down against the mirrors.

"You know?" I asked confused.

"I kissed you." he nodded.

"But you said you didn't remember?"

"I know. I didn't want you asking me about it."

"Well can I ask you about it now?"

"Not really." he said and rested his head on the mirror as well.

"Harry why did you do it?"

"I thought I said no?"

"Harry." I sighed and then sat down next to him.

"Louis." he sighed and looked over to me.

"You're always so mean to me about me being gay but then you go around and kiss me. Then you were really harsh and started calling me names. I don't understand you."

"I was drugged up and drunk like you said. I didn't know what I was doing."

"Harry stop." I said. "Usually what people do or say when they are drunk means they wouldn't do it in real life because they are scared. Do you like me or something?"

"Louis stop asking so many questions." Harry said.

"So that's a yes."

"Louis I don't want to talk about this."

"It's okay if you like me Harry. I'm not gonna say anything to anyone. I mean you didn't tell the football team about me."

"I don't like you Louis." Harry said whispering and putting his hands over his face.

"It's okay to be gay Harry."

"No it's not okay to be gay!" Harry yelled.

"Harry." I whispered.

"It's not okay." he said and started to cry.

He started crying hard.

"Harry." I said shocked.

"I don't wanna die." he cried out. "I don't wanna die." he whispered as he sobbed into his hands.

"Die?" I asked. "Harry what are you talking about?"

Harry just shook his head and ran out of the room.

What the hell just happened?

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I survived Irma!!!

Please like and comment :) ~Ash