One Touch, And I Was A Believer.

My name is Mia Davis. I'm 18 years old and I have a passion for dance. Right when I was going to only focus on dance, I met a boy. And not your adverage boy. A sweet, caring, special, loving, and talented boy. I was crazy for him. Everything he did, his smile, his hair, his world. Every time we see each other we can't keep our hands off one another. And no one can separate us. Even though plenty have tried. We are tied together. I've always felt I'm not good enough for him, but he always tells me I'm the perfect fit. But before I tell you his name, just promise you won't scream......his name is Niall Horan and yes the Irish, blonde, adorable Niall Horan from the band One Direction.

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9. Everytime

Mia's POV 

I was walking out of the doom's yard, when I decided to put in my headphones and jam out on my walk to the studio. I hit shuffle and the first song that came on was All Night Longer by Sammy Adams. I chuckled to myself before started to walk again. I checked the time on my iPod,  1:44 p.m. I smiled knowing that I'll have time for one quick dance in the nearby park's gazebo. I always love to go to that park to just think, dance, or relax. I continued to walk towards the small gate holding me and the gazebo apart. I slowly opened it and carefully set down my bag and jogged up the stairs, until I was standing in the middle of the beautiful gazebo. I quickly shook off my flip flops and I searched through the songs on my iPod, until I remembered one particular song that I really wanted to dance to. I scrolled back up until I hit E. I started playing the song, and I was having flashbacks of my childhood. I use to dance to this song with my Dad when I was little. Me and my little sister would pretend that my father was the prince, and we were princesses. We started dancing at a ball, and then my sister would always want to chime in. The chorus of the song started to play and I started to do Fouetté's, which is like a turn but you hook your foot on the back of your knee when you turn. And when you come around to the front again you hold your leg out until you reach the spot where you hooked your foot on your knee.

Everytime I try to fly, I fall without my wings I feel so small. I guess I need you baby.

I dance just like I was 9 years old again. Remembering how me and my little sister danced around with my dad. We would take turns dancing on his feet. That is one of those moments that you remember your love for something. And that something to me is, dance. I finished dancing to the song and just stood and breathed for a moment. I really improved my dancing skill from when I was 9, I laughed to myself. I slid back on my flip flops and checked my iPod for the time, 1:55. I quickly hopped down the stairs of the gazebo and picked up my bag. I walked towards the gate of the park and headed towards the studios. I jumped passed all the bikers and busy business men, and I made my way around the corner. Passed the coffee shop, and through the main doors to The Academy.

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I sat in Studio C for a little while, then I saw a bright face light up the room. "Hey Mia!" I stood up and ran over to hug Finn. "What are you doing here?" I practically shouted. "Me and Cassie were practicing in the other room about an hour ago. But, hey...how was your date last night?" Finn said so cheeky and smug. So smug that I wanted to smack him. "It was good. But I'm telling you the truth...all we did was talk last night" I said sternly to a very cheeky Finn. "Seriously, Mia? You need to just enjoy those one-night-stands. You're probably going to be that old lady with cats or something" Finn said jokingly towards me, laughing a bit. I started to smile. His laugh always makes me smile. "Well, if I am, I'll have to except it and embrace it" I said back to him while heading over to the barre, and stretching my front stretch. And then kicking my foot behind me to stretch my back stretch. Finn just stood there, watching me. I could feel his eyes burning into my back. We didn't say anything to each other, he just watched me stretch. Weird I guess you could say. "You are one of the most beautiful dancers I've ever seen Mia..." Finn said breathing out ever so slightly. I turned around towards him and furrowed my eyebrows together, blushing. "Finn.." I said looking down at my feet while he slowly stood up as much as he could. "Seriously, Mia. I mean it" I stood there looking at him, he looked back at me and tilted his head to the side. "I just want you to know that if you need anyone's opinion on anything, I'm always here." I half smiled at Finn, knowing what he started to get at. "Thanks" I said walking over to him and leaning my head on his shoulder. I took a deep breath. In and then out again. I gently closed my eyes, thinking about nothing. Letting the world escape me. I know what I want, I've never been denied of anything I've ever wanted. Some might say that I was spoiled as a child. But I don't let it get to me. 

I slowly opened my eyes and looked out the large window that starred straight out onto the Sydney Opera House. I imagined the life of a professional dancer. The Ballet is always so beautiful, and it has always been a dream of mine to dance on that stage. I remember my first show. Swan Lake. The White Swan was the most graceful dancer's I have ever seen. My dad took me and my little sister, just so we had a day away. Watching the Opera was what convinced me that I was going to be up on that stage, dancing. Dance was my escape from reality. Most people would just sit and listen to music, but when I'm really angry or sad, I dance. Having dance as my way out of my problems, is what got me through every single worry that I had come encountered with. 

"Hey, Finn?" I asked him quietly, looking up from his shoulder and into his dark brown eyes. He waited a second to answer. 'He must be deep in thought too' I said to myself. "...Yeah" He said exhaling. "Thanks for this" I said snuggling into his shoulder blade. He laid his head on top of mine, covering my ear. "Welcome" He breathed out, kissing the top of my head. We just stood there. In deep thoughts. 

It was silent for a few more minutes, until Finn's phone rang. That woke us up out of our daze. His phone rang a few more times until he awkwardly answered. "Hello?" I started rubbing my arms feeling awkward. "Oh yeah. I know, I already saw" Finn answer the questions the person on the other line was throwing out at him. I stood beside him, shuffling my feet. I shivered because I was standing right where the air blows out. I hopped over a bit to my left and made my way over to my bag. I picked up my phone, unlocking it. I checked what time it was. 2:09 p.m. 'Where is Landon?' I said to myself. I tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear and made my way back over to Finn, who just ended the conversation on the phone. "Who was that?" I asked being suspicious and all. "Oh, um...just my dad" I felt my heart jump inside my chest. I haven't thought about this for 2 years. And for some strange reason I started tearing up. Needless to say, I found my way threw the tears and blinked a few times before the waterworks came. I returned my head towards where Finn was standing. I was awkwardly standing in front of him. About 8 feet away. And all I saw in his eyes was what I saw 2 years ago. In 1st year Finn was my dance partner, and he and I had an exercise where we had to play 20 questions with each other. 

*Flashback*

I ran up after Finn, who was speeding across the street, and heading down to the beach. "Okay, so question 11..." I said eager to hear his reply. I quickly looked up and Finn was half way down the path towards the beach. I ran up beside him, bumping into him slightly. "Hey...why did you ditch me back there?" I said playfully smacking his shoulder. "Let's just call it a quits, okay?" He said walking faster so that I was now behind him. I stopped walking for a second. I was getting mad at him for not wanting to get through this goddamn exercise Kyle gave to us. It was 'suppose to' help us build a better connection when we are dancing. But obviously he doesn't care enough to do this stupid exercise.

 I ran up in front of him, to make him stop. "Why are you even at the Academy, anyways?" I said with steam coming out of my ears. "You obviously don't care or like anyone here. If you hate it so much, why are you here? You had chances to leave. And they've had chances to kick you out!" I stopped and looked around the beach for a second. Calming myself down, and finding what I wanted to say to Finn. "I know that you're here on a scholarship and I never said anything to you about it. But if I want to join The Company, I need a partner that I can work with" I said breathing out heavily from all the running I did previously. "I've tried so hard trying to make you open up to me, but all you've done is shut me out more...." 

 I watched for Finn's facial expression. I searched his face to find an answer. I looked for:

'I hate you'

I didn't see that.

I looked for:

'You're right'

didn't even come close to that...

 Surprisingly, what I saw in his face was sadness. So much sadness that it looked like it was buried for so long, that it was just years and years of mixed emotions bawled up into one guy. "You're very hard to read, ya know that?" I said calmly, and slightly tilting my head to the side placing my hands on my hips. Finn raised his his head that was lowered when I talked to him. "...My mum made me come" He said on the verge of tears. I furrowed my eyebrows at him. He swallowed and started to walk over to a bench that was on the wall at the end of the path. I followed him and sat down on the dark wooden bench. I crossed my legs so that I was facing him. I stayed silent wanting him to open up to me. He needed someone. And I finally understood that. He breathed out through his nose, and then brushed his longish light brown hair back. "What is question number 11?" I looked into his brown eyes and realized for the first time that Finn actually wants to be here. He just shows it differently than everyone else. I cleared my throat and looked out onto the ocean. I listened to the waves crash onto the shore. I loved the sound of the beach. It's the only place that I can go where I don't feel stressed. I seem to fit right in here. I came out of my day dream and looked at Finn. He was day dreaming too. I could tell he wants this. That he finally realizes that he needs a friend at The Academy, someone to talk to.

I searched my thoughts and came to a good question to ask Finn. But the only question that crossed my mind was... "...Why did your mum send you here?" I asked quickly. Unsure if I should've asked that. Finn breathed in and rubbed his hands together looking out further into the deep, blue, Australian ocean. We looked out onto the gorgeous scenery for what felt like forever, until Finn spoke with a shaky tone. "My dad left us" He said. I let it sink in. I didn't look at him. I just looked out at the beach. "W-w-why did he leave you?" I stuttered out. I could tell Finn was thinking hard at what he was going to tell me. "You can tell me" The words shook as I said them. "I promise" I said sincerely towards Finn, looking at him from the side. He was focused on the water, and I could tell he was nervous to let this all out. His leg started to shake the bench. I picked up my dainty hand and rubbed Finn's knee. He looked at me and I looked into his eyes. I could finally see the real him. The one that I knew was in there all along. I looked away taking my hand off his knee and placing it on his cold hand. He looked down at his hand and then back up to me. I wasn't looking at him anymore. I was drawn to the sand below me. I removed my hand and I placed it on the cold bench beside me.

Moments passed by, and I could feel him still starring at me. I didn't look back, I just sat on the hard wood bench with my hands on either side of myself, looking down into the sand underneath me. My feet played in the soft sand under me, and I waited for him to continue to talk.

"He met another woman...." He said choking on the words he just said. My heart sank into my chest as I listened for more "He was cheating on my mum, and one day. Me and my brother's, and my mum were out at the restaurant near our house..." "And.." I said shaking on the words. Finn breathed in, and then breathed out. "...And when we came home. Almost everything we owned was gone.." I didn't move trying to take in the situation. "He left a note on the dinner table. My mum told my little bros to go upstairs...Me and her read the note" He took a pause. I did not make a sound, just listened. "She was in tears, and I was just dumbfounded. I couldn't believe my dad would do that sort of thing" He said angrily and breathed out. "The note said all about the affair and about the Argentinian Supermodel he had left us for!" He spat out with anger. I looked up at the sky. Just now noticing the sun setting. The sky was pink and orange and it was so beautiful.

It was just then that I realized we weren't just playing 20 questions anymore. It was more of a ranting session if you ask me. And by the feeling I have in my stomach, we weren't just dance partner's anymore either.

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