We Can Dance, but Can We Love

Pulling up to LAX, we both heard JJ muttered to himself, "I can't believe you girls are leaving us." Glancing at one another we both just attacked JJ with a hug and kisses on the cheek.

“You act like we are leaving forever,” Nix squeezed JJ even harder, “it’s only temporary Jagger.”

Piling out of the van, I stretched and looked at the airport in front of us. Just as I was about to turn around I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my body and hug me tightly. “I’m going to miss my best friend.” Smiling to myself I loosened his grip and turned around the face JJ.

“I’ll miss you too, but hey you have my number obviously!!” Kissing his cheek quickly, I gave him a quick squeeze before pulling away while adjusting my backpack straps.

“V!!!!” Running over to V, Nix and I finished our goodbyes to all the boys before she grabbed her H&M sunglasses and pushed them down over her eyes. As hard as it was to say goodbye we all managed to give one last set of hugs to each of the boys. Seriously looked like Kevin was NEVER going to let Nix go. Kind of sad actually, that boy wants to date her so bad.

As we began to walk away from the boys, I grabbed my best friends hand as we looked back to smile at the boys, who were all yelling overly loud about how we had to call them as soon as we landed, and to be safe, to not talk to strangers. “Wow, they are our friends how?”

“I don’t even know Nix” Shaking my head, we walked inside the terminal our baggage rolling behind us.

Walking up to the desk, where we are suppose to check in our baggage I smiled at the lady who smiled back from behind the desk, “Dude can you believe this we are going to London!!”

“Fuck yeah. This is badass. Remember to fill me in on the boys so I know who is who before we get there.” While waiting for our bags to be checked, the old lady at the desk next to us seemed to have trouble communicating with the man who was suppose to check in her bags. The lady tried to speak English but was having difficultly saying the words correctly. “Hey D, you speak Chinese I think that lady might need some help translating.” Lightly tapping her shoulder I spoke with her briefly and then to the man checking her in. Bowing slightly, Nix and I proceeded to hand over our baggage, and then headed to the never-ending line to walk through the metal detector.

As expected nothing went smoothly, not only was there an extremely long line but one lady kept walking through to metal detector, each time the buzzer going off signaling she had metal somewhere on her body. After going through about five times, she finally told the guy that she had metal rods in her body, only for the guy to get this irritated look on his face while he told her that she had to go through another line due to her medical predicament. Then some lady's kid was acting up and running around in the lines, and what not hitting multiple people along the way, and the guy standing behind both of us kept talking where everyone in the entire terminal, note exaggeration, could hear. After about seven minutes of him talking to the person next to him, and his voice level remaining the same Nix turned around, facing a man in his mid 20's. "Excuse me sir."

The guy looked from his friend to her, and gave her a 'what' look, and in a normal tone he asked, "Yes?" She just smiled her irritated smile, and raised her voice to match his previous level, gaining looks from people around her.

"Would you mind quieting down? No one wants to hear you talk to someone who isn't even two feet away from you." The look on his face was enough to satisfy Nix, so she turned back to face me, smiled, and walked up to take her shoes off and placed her bag and shoes in the bins then scooted the bins towards the x-ray instrument. Passing through, with no problems whatsoever she smiled at the guy and went to grab her shoes and backpack.

And that is why Phoenix Hayes is my best friend.



Have you ever been on an almost 10 hour flight and seen someone wearing a mini skirt and a tight ass halter top that showed off her boobs, and not only that but wearing high heels?! Because Nix and I sure as hell just did, and all that was running through our heads was that she must be fucking insane.

Yeah we totally saw that girl, as we were walking towards our correct gate, Gate 35. Checking my steel specialties Olympic Omega watch that her uncle gave me for my Christmas present last year I realized that those two hours shrunk down to a mere thirty minutes before our plane would leave. “Nix we got thirty minutes lets stop and get snacks.”

Walking towards the gate while stuffing their drinks and candy into both backpacks, Nix grabbed the boarding passes out of her pocket as a voice came over the intercom, "Now boarding those in group 5 headed towards London, England."



As we searched the crowd Nix and I looked around hoping to find one of those cheesy men in a black tux holding up a sign with our name on it. With lady luck on our side we spotted just that. Nix looked over to me and gave me a grin as we made our way over to him.

We gave our introduction just as he gave his while we headed for baggage claim only to realize that our things had already been stuck in trunk of our ride seeing as we had a shit ton of things. William, our cab driver, opened up the back door and we slid in happily.

It took a few minutes for him to circle around to the car where he too slipped in and started up the engine. “All right ladies,” His thick English accent boomed from the front. “You will both be going straight to the studio for dance practice. Paul would like to apologize for the quick fire of events but because the tour starts up in only one week he wants to make sure you girls are set and know everything that needs to be known.”

Phoenix looked at me and grinned, I couldn’t help but grin back as William looked in the rearview mirror at us. “You know you two were suggested by one of the dancers. That’s the only way Paul knew to look you girls up. I just want you two know he was very impressed and still is.”

“We’re flattered, we truly are!” Nix grinned, that girl always had some sort of smile on her face.

A good ten minutes later we finally pulled up to a building where we got out and bid farewell to William. Nix and I ventured inside, making our way down hallway after hallway until we came to the end of one where a man was standing outside the door with his ear to his cell phone.

Mumbling into the phone he finally acknowledged our existence and told whoever he was on the phone with he would call them back later. “’Ello you must be Dallas and Phoenix yeah?” He too had a thick accent and when he pointed to Phoenix he pointed to me.

“Actually she’s Dallas and I’m Phoenix. We’re pleased to meet you!” Phoenix stuck out her hand and gave the burley man a shake. “And vice versa for me love. So everyone is inside, the boys and the rest of the dancers. Our choreographer should be here soon. Go ahead and make your way in.” We both nodded and did as we were told passing him by and going straight into the door.

If I had a quarter for every second it had stayed silent I wouldn’t be a rich woman but hell a couple bucks ain’t so bad. As Nix and I stood there with eight pairs of eyes staring at us, burning holes in our skulls. “Uhm, excused me but did you need something?” My head turned to a big chesty blonde; turning away I looked towards Phoenix and as if reading my mind she spoke first.

“Hey D, you see those shorts?” She turned to me and nodded. “I’m sorry Nix but I think you got it wrong. Those aren’t shorts… more like underwear to me.” Just as I said that a group of snickers erupted from the front of the studio. The blonde was furious.

Stomping her way up to me her face was only inches away from mine. “American girls, pathetic. You two need to learn to keep your mouth shut… it’s obvious your mums didn’t teach you any form of respect.” I stepped back, and waved my hand in front of my face, trying to get rid of the smell. “One, I think you need to take your own advice. Seriously, do the words tic tac mean anything to you?"

This time the snickers turned into chuckles, “and two our ‘mums’ taught us plenty about respect. That and not how to dress like some fifty cent whore.” Nix chimed in with a grin. The blonde just stared at us with daggers… “Uhm, as much as I am enjoying this I am a bit curious. Who are you lot?” My eyes met a dark haired prince who had a little smirk playing on his lips.

“I’m Dallas and this is Phoenix… we’re the two other dancers on tour.” I pushed my way passed the blonde with Nix following behind. Holding my hand out I smiled. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Zayn.” I couldn’t help but blush as he took my hand in his and gave it a quick peck.

“Of course it’s Dallas and Phoenix. You two just get crueler and crueler every time I see you.” Nix and my head turned in the voice that caught our attention; my eyes met a curly haired young lady who had a grin playing on her lips. She had one of the boys’ arm latched around her waist but the bond was soon broken and Nix and I rushed to hug her. “Dannie!”

Phoenix let out a squeal as the two engulfed in a hug. “I can’t believe we ran into you, this is crazy!” I chimed in as Nix stepped aside to let me get some of the loving. “Why do you think you two are here?” She questioned as we pulled away, the boys just sat there staring at the three of us their heads going back and forth.

“You didn’t.” Nix gasped as she looked at me and back to Danielle. “Of course I did, you two are the best dancers that I know. When Paul was telling me that 1D needed two more dancers I knew exactly who to call. Then bam here you are.”



The first day of practice had gone by pretty well, Phoenix and I had managed to catch on to the dances which required the dancers and well… we made two new lovely friends that probably wished we didn’t exist but no worries they’ll live.

Afterwards we all decided to order in take out and chill in Nix and I’s hotel room… well more like suite than anything. “So how do you three know each other exactly?” Liam, who we found out was the boy attached to her hip at the studio, her boyfriend.

“We actually met a couple years ago. Before X-Factor I went to the states to tour with Selena Gomez and that’s where I met these two lovely ladies. We kept in touch after that but kind of fell apart just recently. Then Paul said he needed to more dancers, and as you could see back in the studio I made the right call.” Dannie gave a little grin then pecked Liam’s cheek.

Before practice had started we were introduced to the boys, the charming dark haired prince was Zayn. “So how are you liking England so far?” He asked, but before I could speak Nix spoke for me. “Well since you pulled the ‘I’m going to be a charming fella and kiss her hand’ she’s absolutely loving it so far.” I gave her a glare and she grinned stuffing broccoli in her mouth.

Zayn looked away and turned back around smiling at me giving me a wink. I knew at this very moment this kid was going to be the death of me.

Also remind me to kill Phoenix later.