Dancing With A Star

This season on Britain's Dancing With The Stars, Louis Tomlinson from the world's biggest boyband, One Direction, will test his dancing skills. Louis is known for being the prankster, but will his partner Laurel Weiss be able to turn him from jokester to dancer? Will passion for the dance turn into something more? Follow their story and find out.

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14. Wobble With A Star

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Louis’ POV

 

“So what’s the death dance we’ve got this week?” I asked Laurel as we stretched.

 

Laurel grinned, “Salsa. And it’s going to be a lot of fun.” She got up and walked to the stereo. “This is our song.”

 

I listened to the song and halfway through was bobbing my head along to the beat. “This is a cool song,” I said.

 

“That is precisely why I picked it; I think you’re going to have a good time.” Laurel said. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up, “But before we get to the fun part you have to learn the steps.”

 

“Ugh, if I must.” I groaned, but stood ready to learn.

 

“The count for the salsa is 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7; on four and eight there’s a pause.” Laurel said. “As the lead you’ll be stepping out first with your left foot, rock back on your right and then bring your left foot back, but keep your weight on the ball of your foot.” Laurel demonstrated the steps and I followed.

 

“One, two three, four.” I counted off.

 

“Good, but if you want to say ‘four’ try saying it in your head; it’s going to be easier that way.” Laurel explained. “Now on five, you’re going to step back on your right foot, rock on your left foot and bring your right foot back to the middle. It’s the same process and when you step forward, but just stepping backwards.”

 

“Gotcha.” I practiced the steps. “One, two, three, five, six, seven.” I kept counting off the numbers as I did the steps. I stopped, “Oh boy, I feel like a toddler learning how to count, incorrectly.”

 

Laurel laughed, “Keep going, but move your hips more. The salsa is mostly about the hips so keep them loose.”

 

I tried doing what she said and loosen my hips but stopped when I saw her smothering a laugh in the mirror. “What’s so funny?” I whined.

 

“You look like you’re constipated or something,” Laurel giggled. I stuck my tongue out at her which just made her laugh more.

 

“Stop.” I pouted. I did want her to stop laughing at me, but at the same time her laugh was infectious and I was smiling although her laughter was directed towards my dancing.

 

“Like really move your hips,” Laurel gestured with her hands before moving her hips in a circle. I tried copying her movements, but I looked nothing like she did. “Alright, that’s not working.” Laurel stood thinking for a moment, her lips pouting before her face lit up. “I think I got it.”

 

Laurel went over to the stereo and plugged in the phone before looking for something specific. She found what she was looking for and a song played out of the stereo.

 

Oh, oh, oh, oh

All the shawty’s in the club (let me see you just)

Back it up, drop it down (let me see you just)

 

I looked at her in disbelief, “You can’t be serious.”

 

“Dead serious,” she replied. “If this can’t get you to loosen up then I don’t know what will. You ready?”

 

“No, I don’t really know how to do the dance.” I told her.

 

“Follow along.” Laurel smirked.

 

Wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble

Wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble

Wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble

Wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble

 

On the first line, Laurel jumped forward and circled her hips and on the second, she jumped back and moved her hips. During the third and fourth lines, she leaned first to the right and then to the left. The whole time my eyes were glued to her hips. I shook my head to focus and hesitantly began to follow her steps.

 

“Come on, don’t be a chicken.” Laurel said.

 

I stood next to her and did the dance, trying to move my hips as much as possible. Laurel grinned at my attempt and kept moving, eventually turning to face a different direction. This time around I was facing her back and as hard as I tried, my eyes kept staying to her hips and her well shaped bottom. I slapped myself before concentrating on the song.

 

We turned once more to where my back was facing her. I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt her hands on my hips. “Keep moving,” I heard her say. Laurel’s touch was light, but she kept enough pressure to where she forced me to move my hips in a wider circle. “Better, definitely better.”

 

When her back was supposed to be facing me, instead she turned so we were facing each other. And as I jumped forward, she jumped back. “This will kind of be like partner work,” she told me, jumping forward as I jumped back. Laurel took my hands as we began to do the steps and she mirrored my steps, so it looked like the wobble was now a couple’s dance.

 

The song ended and Laurel clapped. “Better?” I asked.

 

“Much. Now on to turns.”

 

~`~`~`~`~`~`

 

“I’m here chatting with One Direction, say hello to our listeners, boys.” Scott Mills said.

 

“Hi,” we all chorused.

 

“Now, you’re on break for a while as you write songs for your next album. How is that going?” he asked.

 

“It’s going really well,” Harry answered. “We’re trying our best to make the songs as good as they can possibly be. We just hope the fans will enjoy it.”

 

“Is it different from your first couple of albums?”

 

Liam was the one to speak, “A bit. Not so much to where it doesn’t sound like us at all, but our music has to grow as we do, so it is a bit different.”

 

Scott asked us a few more questions about the next album before he turned to me. “Now Louis, I turned on my TV the other night and I saw you dancing.” I nodded. “How is it being on the show?”

 

“It’s a lot of fun and a lot hard work, but I’m glad they asked me to be on the show.” I responded.

 

“And for those listeners who don’t know, who’s your partner?” Scott questioned.

 

“Her name is Laurel and this is her second season on the show. She’s also the youngest professional to join the show.” I said proudly.

 

“Is she a good coach?”

 

“Yeah and she’s kicking my ass during rehearsals.” I responded. “She may be small and sweet looking, but she’s a hell of a lot tougher than she looks.”

 

“Even from the few times we’ve met her, she seems like a spitfire.” Zayn added.

 

Scott laughed, “How do you think he’s doing on the show, boys?”

 

“Pretty well, actually.” Niall said. “He’s gotten good scores each week and even though I don’t know much about dancing, he seems to be doing a pretty good job.”

 

“Aw, thanks Niall.” I pinched his cheek.

 

~`~`~`~`~`~`

 

“You know how to shimmy, right?”

 

I shook my shoulders, “I don’t have that much to shimmy though.”

 

“That’s okay,” Laurel laughed. “For the beginning, you’re going to be up on stage, right here.” She moved me into the right spot. “And I’m going to come in from the side. The idea is that you’re a bird watcher and I am the bird; you’re going to see me and we’ll come together before starting the dance. After you see me through you’re binoculars, you’re going to step down the stairs while shimmying, followed by two spins. Like this.”

 

Laurel showed me the steps and I copied her, nearly falling over on the second spin. “Alright, how do I do that without losing my balance?” I asked.

 

“When you come back around, put your right foot down to propel you around again.” Laurel explained.

 

I tried what she said and managed to get all the way around without stumbling, but I know I’m going to have to work on that. “What next?” I asked.

 

“A cross body turn,” Laurel said. “You’re first step is going to be back with your left foot and then step forward as you lift your arms over your head as I spin behind you.”

 

Laurel went through the next steps with me, which involved quite a few turns on her part and one from me. “Now the first three lines are the same, but this time we’re switching it up a bit.” She grinned. “So the line goes: I wanna boom bang bang on your body, oh. So when it says that, we’re going to pop our chest and butt as we step to the front; you’ll be stepping with your left foot forward. So it’ll look like this.”

 

“Haha, no I don’t think I can do that.” I laughed when she finished.

 

“Just try,” Laurel encouraged.

 

“Don’t give me that look,” I pleaded when I finished.

 

Laurel shook her head, “I’m sorry; it wasn’t terrible, you just need to practice a bit. Let me finish teaching you the steps for the verse and you can go back and practice.”

 

“Fine,” I said.

 

“So on ‘oh’, you’re going step together facing the front. Then we’re going to do three swivel steps on the words ‘we’re gonna rough it up before’. Swivel steps are easy; just place your right foot directly in front of your left and the same with your left and then right again.”

 

I did as she said and she grinned, “Good! Just like that. And then you’re going to slide to the left and then shimmy in a half circle on the words ‘rock you, rock you like a rodeo’. We’re going to link hands, look away and then lean in towards each other on ‘it’s going to be a bumpy ride’.”

 

I raised my eyebrows, “’It’s going to be a bumpy ride’? You’ve got a dirty mind.”

 

Laurel looked at me with a glint in her eyes that made me swallow hard.

 

“You have no idea.”

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