Dancing With Love

Grace is just a normal girl who loves to dance, but when One Direction comes into her life. Will things start to change, will a love bond start between the two? Read to find out!


21. Good Luck!

~Grace's P.O.V~

I drove back to the studio after a while. Ms.Catheleine had called me about some good news. I walked in and knocked on her office door. "Come in." She said in a sweet tone. I Slowly walked in and closed the door behind me. "Ahh, Grace please take a seat." I sat down on a chair. "I have called you to tell you that you have been invited to a national dance competition for solo artist." I smiled. I have been working on that solo for the longest time. "Are you serious? I got 'invited'." She nodded. I smiled at this. This was the best thing that has happened to me all week. "But, you will have to fly there." She said. I gave her a confusing look. "Where is it?" I asked. "It's in America." I nodded. "It is in a week, so start getting your dance together. I will give you your tickets later in the week." I nodded. She dismissed me as I thanked her. I walked out into the office. "Congrats!" the receptionist said to me. I thanked her and walked out to my car. I am so excited to compete. I hopped in my car and started driving to my aprtment. As I was driving Zayn called me over and over. I decided to just answer it. "Hello?" I asked irritated. "Grace! Are you ok?" "I'm perfectly fine." "Well, you just left and I wanted to make sure you were ok." "Why do you care?" "Grace. whatever happened, I'm sorry." "Whatever happened? How could you not know what you did?" "I don't remember anything. I tried to tell you that Sarah drugged me. She slipped it in a drink she had given me." I just laughed. "Zayn, now I really don't know what I saw in you. All you are is a big liar." "Grace, why would I lie about that. I love you, and no matter you say, it will never change." The words burnt my skin. "Zayn, I have to go." "No, Grace. Just please, listen. I love you. You know that I would never hurt you like that." "Ok Zayn." I sighed. "Grace, please just forgive me." "Zayn, I honestly don't care anymore! It's over and done with! I don't give a fuck with what you do and who you are with. I am just luck that I was the one that got away." I quickly hung up the phone. Tears burned down my cheeks as I hopped out my car and into my apartment.

~Zayn's P.O.V~

I am so screwed. I have just lost a big part of my life. "Fuck!" I yelled to my self as I ripped a pillow of of my bed and threw it acroos the room. I slapped myslef down on the bed. I sat there in silence, wishing Grace was beside me, wrapped in my arms. All of the memories filled my head. From the night at the club, to when we went to the beach, to the first time she said she loved me. All I wanted right now was Grace. Was to feel her skin sealed against mine. Her soft lips pressed against mine. Her fragile fingertips against my chest. I snapped out of my daydream. My phone was ringing. It was Lyndasy. "Her Lyndasy." Hi Zayn. I was hoping you would come out tonight for a celebration dinner for Grace." "What are we celebrating?" "She got the solo she has been working on forever. She is leaving for America next week." I was shocked. Why didn't Grace tell me? "Yeah, I will come." "Ok, it's for 9 at Sal's." "Ok, see you then." With that we hung up. I hopped in the shower.

I need to show Grace that I'm telling her the truth.

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...