I woke up the next morning, groggy as they come, only to let out a huge shriek in response to seeing all the boys towering above me.

"What. The. Hell."

"Morning sunshine," Jay said, and I hit him upside the head with my pillow.

"Get out. Now."

"Nope, we got training! Remember?" Nathan spoke up.

"Ugh ok, all of you out, now," I mumbled, convincingly awake enough, but far from it.

As soon as I saw them sauntering away I pulled the covers back over my head and closed my eyes.

"NOPE!" I hear someone shot before pulling the covers off me.

"Oh god!" I shouted, looking at a dumbfounded Nathan and then down at my half naked self.

He threw the covers back over me, "I'm so sorry Taylor." He chuckled, blushing a twinge.

"Yeah, sure you are," I say, not being able to do anything but to laugh it off as well.

"Nice knickers by the way," He winked, jokingly, "Do girls normally wear sexy knickers to bed?"

I throw my last pillow at him, the others wasted on him the previous night and Jay this morning.

"Just get out so I can get dressed," I say.

"Alright, but just know what happens if you go back to sleep!" He counters.

"Well I haven't any pillows left anyways have I?" I replied, referencing the pillows on the floor.

"I suppose not," He answers before leaving out the door.

Thank goodness none of the other boys heard all the commotion, or, if they did thank goodness they didn't come back in.

I got dressed and headed downstairs, seeing everyone waiting around for me.

"Ok, dancing first! As led by Siva!" Jay announced.

"WHAT?" Siva replied, clearly caught off guard.

"Siv relax, no, I called in a favor from our dear friend Brian," He smirked.

"Friedman? The one we ran off after witnessing our awful dancing?" Tom asked.

"The very one," Jay replied.

Right on cue there was a knock on the door before the doorbell rang.

"Welcome dear Brian!" Max shouted to the disgruntled looking stranger.

"Hey," He laughed, "I only agreed to do this because girls were involved and girls are more often than not average dancers at their worst. Or at least from what I've observed."

"Then you must've never observed me…" I mumbled, eliciting a roar of laughter from everyone except the choreographer.

"Alright, so give me the concept," Brian requested.

"Well we want a bit of salsa dancing and ballroom dancing thrown in, but mainly just much of the same as the original video only with the girls take on it such as the Spice Girls and Britney."

"Ok, I can work with that, everyone grab a partner."

Nathan quickly grabbed me and I gave him a smile in return. Jay ended up with my friend Stef. Siva was with Nareesha who was visiting and demanded to help. She's even providing us with some outfits and heels, which I was particularly excited about. Tom was left with my other friend Samantha – Sam for short.

We practiced for hours, eventually going from horrid to not so bad. Brian was a pretty good choreographer.

Tomorrow we would film and the Rihanna parts would be choreographed with Stef as the Rihanna. Again, I wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of anyone but me grinding all on Nathan, but I decided to suck it up, not wanting to be the Rihanna myself.

Brian left after we all ate and the girls were just gonna spend the night. All of us ended up crashing downstairs, the boys included. I was the last to fall asleep.

I was browsing Twitter, namely Nathan's when I happened upon his latest tweet. I normally go from bottom to top, weird, but it's how I started doing it.

"Cause I've been thinkin' bout you…" I read.

I sat wondering who it could've been about. Maybe that girl he had mentioned meeting on the train a few weeks back. Secretly that had made me jealous beyond what I should have been seeing as Nathan and I are really nothing more than friends, but it did, it drove me crazy. And his latest tweet left much of the same mark. I went to bed with that bothered feeling and fell asleep hoping and praying for it to go away. After all, tomorrow is another day, and a big one at that.