A/N: My teeth is killing me omfg.
Red Brown symbolizes anxious feelings, distracted thinking, anger, and annoyance.
Paul awoke the next morning in a bed that he hadn't seem very familiar with. His body and his head was pounding pretty badly and he wanted to know where he was exactly because he started to take a look around the room, realizing that he had not been in his house. What the hell happened last night? And why was he in bed without a shirt on? And no pants but his underwear?
The door of the room soon flew open as he saw Giselle enter inside the room with a light golden silk dress. His fists immediately clenched at his side.
"Finally you woke up." She crossed her arms, closing the door behind her.
"What the fuck?" He blurted out. "What did you do to me?"
Giselle rolled her eyes as she walked over to him. "I didn't rape you if that's what you're thinking."
"Why the fuck am I here?" He got up immediately from the bed, his head still pounding as he placed his hand against his head before hissing. "Did you spike my drink?" He growled.
"I only spiked your drink because you pissed me off." She said with annoyance.
"You fucking bitch." He grumbled, hissing again in pain as his head began to hurt even more.
Giselle shrugged, watching as he grabbed his clothes that were laying across a dresser near her bed.
"I didn't fuck you, if that's what you're thinking." She said.
Paul began to put on his clothes, still angry at her. "Why didn't you? You had the perfect chance." He shook his head as he continued to put on his clothes.
"I would enjoy it more if you were willing to fuck me too." She shrugged, watching as he continued to put his clothes on. "Who knows, maybe one day you would want to."
Paul groaned. "How did you get me here?"
"Easy. While you were passed out, I grabbed your car keys from your pocket and seduced some guy so he could take you home."
Paul stopped for a second to look at her. "Where's my car?" He asked, sounding upset.
"Relax, it's in front of my building." Giselle pointed toward his keys which was on the dresser beside the bed.
After putting on his clothes, he quickly grabbed his car keys and shot her one last glare. "Do me a favor. Stay the fuck away from me. You did what you had to do, and now I don't need you in my life anymore. I can handle the rest of my problems on my own from now on."
"Geez. That's how you say thank you?" Giselle was now becoming a bit upset.
"After what you did, I think you can go to hell."
Paul pushed passed her and walked out of her room, but was quickly caught off guard when he saw that same man from last night dancing with Giselle. "Hi," the man said. Paul's eyebrows immediately furrowed together in disgust as he took a good look at this man. He was shirtless and in just his underwear too. The only difference is that he had no abs and his chest was all hairy and nasty looking. Paul immediately looked over at Giselle, a disgusted look on his face. "Seriously? He could be your father."
"He's only 27 years old. I'm 17 to be exact." She told him.
"You are disgusting," Paul took one last look at that man before brushing past him and finding his way out of her house.
Paul had no idea what Ash was getting into with a woman like Giselle. For the first time in his life, he actually wanted Ash to find someone better than her, but that doesn't mean Dawn. Dawn is off limits.
It had been a whole month since he last spoke to Dawn. He couldn't believe it himself, but he was surprised that he had gone a whole month without speaking to her. Though she had hurt him pretty badly, he couldn't help but continue checking up on her just to see if she was okay.
Paul placed his cigarette against his lips as he inhaled smoke before exhaling it out into the air as he stood outside, watching as Dawn was sitting at a table inside the Starbucks coffee shop. She was sipping on a frappe and looking down at the table in thought.
Drew and May spoke to him about her, saying that she was devastated and everything, but he always gave them the same response, "She's in love with someone else." He was right though, she is in love with someone else and that was Ash. No matter what Paul could do, he would never be as perfect as Ash. At least that's how Dawn looked at Ash compared to him.
Meanwhile Ash was too busy focused on Giselle to even see that Dawn is in love with him.
Starbucks was always her favorite place to go to, especially with Paul. He frowned when he realized that she was sitting alone at their table.
Pulling the cigarette away from his lips once more, he turned away from the shop and walked off.
"Dawn!" A voice yelled.
Dawn looked up and stopped in her tracks as she turned around briefly only to see Ash running up to her and quickly catching his hat from falling off his head.
The wind blew briefly at Dawn's hair. She was currently outside in the city, walking on the sidewalk and past a few stores, up until Ash caught up to her.
"Hey Ash," she said, a bit surprised to see him there.
"Hey, um, are you busy today? I really need your advice on something." He sighed breathlessly while holding his basketball in his hand.
"Yeah, I'm going to the school to go practice dancing later. I have a huge audition coming up pretty soon and I have to prepare for it." She told him, adjusting her bag to her shoulder.
"I thought you was ready for that?" Ash raised his eyebrow.
Dawn shrugged. "Not even close," she sighed, slightly thinking about Paul. Paul usually helped her when it came to dancing, but without him helping her, she wasn't sure of what to do. "So, what do you need my advice on?"
"Oh," Ash shook his head, "It's nothing," he lied. "You need help in dancing? I can help you if you want."
Dawn stared at him and raised an eyebrow. "You help me in dancing?" She put an emphasis on her statement as if to insult him.
"Yeah," Ash nodded, looking at her with a serious look now.
"Ash, you can't dance. You suck terribly at it." Dawn made a face as she said this, laughing lightly afterwards.
Ash put his hand up to his heart and let his jaw dropped. "I do not!" He said, as if to be offended by her comment, but really he wasn't. "I can dance, Dawn."
"Oh really? Every time I see you dance, you always make a fool out of yourself." Dawn told him, attempting to get him to remember the last times he had danced.
"That's because we were at house parties, I like having fun." Ash scoffed, now hearing music playing from someone's radio who was across the street. He turned his head to look at the scene and heard a familiar song playing on that radio.
The song Every Little Step by Bobby Brown had been playing and Ash turned his head to look at Dawn, giving her a look that only meant one thing. Dawn stared at him, soon realizing what that look meant.
"Ash, no." She said, her eyes widening.
Ash handed her his basketball and quickly got onto the road.
Dawn's eyes widened. "Ash!" She yelled, worried about any cars that may come by.
It wasn't until a second later that Ash began dancing.
"I can't sleep at night, I toss and turn, listenin' for the telephone. But when I get your call, I'm all choked up. Can't believe you called my home."
Dawn watched as he was moving in place, making a fool out of himself. He was basically doing a jack swing kind of dance, sort of like he was freestyling and she couldn't help but laugh at the way he was dancing. He most certainly wanted to prove to her that he can dance and he is not bad at it.
Ash just wanted to prove to her that he can dance, but of course his own specialty would be the jack swing dancing. Gary and him always dance that way every time they're at house parties or just regular parties. Dawn always thought he was terrible at his dancing, but she never really took the chance to actually pay attention to what exactly he is doing.
Ash pulled the tongue of his hat down a bit so it can cover his eyes as he continued to move with the beat, his foot tapping the ground on repeat.
"Because a girl like you is a dream come true. A real life fantasy. No matter what your friends try to tell ya, we were made to fall in lovee."
Dawn folded her arms together as she let her eyes fall down toward the movement on his feet. He looked so hilariously ridiculous, but it also looked really well. She stared at his feet movement, seeing as his feet tapped the ground continuously and she was taken aback when she saw as he did a halfway split. She giggled lightly though when she realized he couldn't do a complete split, but the halfway split with just one leg didn't look bad either.
She then let her eyes trail off around her surroundings, hearing as people gasped at his movements. She listened as people said things about him.
"Wow, he's great!"
"Where did he get those moves from?"
"Finally someone brings back old school dancing."
"Every little step I take, you will be there." Ash mouthed the song as he now jumped onto a table beside him, startling people and causing many people to look his way. Dawn noticed that he also gained some attention by a few girls around his age that seemed very interested in him.
"Who is he?" One girl asked, not letting her eyes fall from Ash.
"Oh, he is so fine…" Another girl said.
"He can dance, I need a man like him!"
"Are you kidding? You don't know who he is? He's the varsity basketball captain of Veilstone High!"
Dawn returned her attention onto Ash. She can tell that he didn't really care about having an audience cheer him on while he danced. Whenever she danced by herself, she never really felt comfortable having an audience to watch her dance because she was so shy. The only person she really let watch her dance alone was Paul, only because she trusted him with everything, including that part of her life. But when she dances with the other Blue Diamonds, she can handle any and every audience to watch only because she wasn't alone dancing.
"Every little step I make, we'll be together." Ash continued to dance while lip syncing the song. He pulled the tongue of his hat down a little lower to his face as he now jumped off the table and did a brief front flip in the air and landed onto the sidewalk.
Dawn gasped, not expecting something like that.
"Every little step I take, you will be there. Every little step I make, we'll be together."
Once Ash landed, he regained his breath and straightened his body, turning his hat to the back as he let out heavy breaths and stopped dancing. The audience he gained clapped their hands and screamed like crazy, a few girls running up to him like a bunch of fan girls.
Dawn laughed, seeing as Ash gained so many girl's attention. She really admired Ash, especially now. The fact that he even had that much confidence to dance in a random place and to dance in front of many people really inspired her. "Thank you, thank you." His ego began to grow a bit as he looked at the girls all over him.
"Can I have your number?"
"You are such a great dancer, oh my god!"
"Can I get an autograph on my boobs?"
Ash's eyes widened slightly at the fan that asked for an autograph on her boobs.
Dawn giggled as she pushed past the crowd of fan girls. She shoved her hand between the girls and grabbed a hold of Ash's hand and pulled him out of that crowd.
She began running off with him while laughing hard after what she had just heard from one of his fans.
A few girls grew upset, saying things like "Who the hell is that girl?" , "Why is she running off with my man?"
Your man? Dawn laughed hard as she heard that, continuing to run with him and never stopping.
Though Dawn knew Paul wouldn't like it if she had Ash be her dance partner, but she desperately needed one and he was the only option. Paul just needed to understand that.
The hall was dim and music played loudly outside of the dance room. Paul shoved his hands inside his pockets and walked down this hall, the music beginning to increase louder and louder with each step he took as he approached the dance room.
"Can you see it? … The worst is over… The monsters in my head are scared of love."
"Fallen people… listen up! It's never too late to change our luck."
Paul licked his lips and finally stopped in front of the dance room. His eyes hardened on the sight before him.
Dawn and Ash were facing each other, both of their arms to their sides.
"So don't let them steal your light."
As soon as the next beat of the song hit, they both quickly grabbed each other's hands and did a dance before Ash turned her around briefly so that she kicked her legs in the air before he turned her back around to face him.
Ash was focused on helping her out mostly, while Dawn was focused holding onto Ash's hands so he won't drop her. The two practiced that same dance over and over, but this time it just had to be perfect and Dawn was determined for that to happen.
"Don't let them break your stride."
The two spread out, making sure to leave a small gap between them. Ash brought her back to him slowly, their hands still attached together. It wasn't until a moment later, Dawn latched her right arm around his neck as Ash twisted her around so that she can lean her head far back, Ash was careful not to drop her.
After practicing that same routine over and over, Ash was starting to get the hang of the dance and so it was easier and quicker for him to do the dance she wanted.
"Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh."
Paul's face was flat on serious as he saw this, really furious about the simple fact that he was even helping her with dancing in the first place.
"There is light on the other side."
He watched as they started running slightly around each other before grabbing each other's hands again.
He didn't like this one bit. Why the hell was he dancing with her!?
"And you'll see all the raindrops falling behind."
Paul's fists clenched at his sides, he didn't want to see anymore.
"It's a revolution. Make it out tonight. It's a revolution."
Immediately, Paul slammed the doors open and barged his way inside the dance room, quickly startling Dawn and Ash as he caused them to stop their dancing.
"Get away from her!" Paul growled, walking up to Ash, but Dawn immediately got in between the two, Ash being behind her and Paul being in front of her.
"What's your problem?" Ash snapped, anger now falling on his face.
Paul matched his glare with Ash's, looking past Dawn and at Ash. "My problem is you."
"Paul stop!" Dawn shouted, trying to get Paul to look at her, but he ignored her and kept his attention on Ash.
"Oh yeah? Then why don't we settle this outside?" Ash suggested, his hat twisted to his back and his fist balled up.
"I'll be glad to." Paul snarled.
Dawn shouted amongst their voices. "No!" The two looked at her. "Nobody is fighting! I am sooo sick of this!" She pushed the both of them hard in their chests and took a step away from them so she can turn to face them.
Paul looked at her and so did Ash. She took a large breath of air and looked at the both of them like they were crazy. "I am so tired of this," she breathed, looking over at Paul. "Ash and I are nothing, don't you get that? I'm crazy in love with you, not him." Dawn let out another breath of air so that she could breathe. She was so tired from dancing that it made it complicated for her to breathe.
Paul blinked, listening to those words while Dawn shook her head and looked over at Ash. "Ash, we'll practice some other time. I need to speak with Paul privately, if that's okay with you…"
Ash fixed his hat on his head and nodded. "Yeah, it's fine." He went to go get his jacket and soon brushed past the both of them, hitting Paul's shoulder with his own purposely before leaving the dance room.
Paul was about to go after Ash, but Dawn stopped him from doing so. "Let it go." She snapped.
Paul's fist was still clenched tightly, but he slowly turned his head to face her, trying to calm himself down.
"Can you do me a favor and get the hell over yourself?" Dawn breathed in anger.
Paul stared at her as he tried to tame himself down, his fist slowly unclenching from his side. Dawn continued, "Ash is my best guy friend and if you got a problem with that then you can get the hell out of my dance room."
Paul's eyes soon hardened again. "Really, you're gonna choose his side over mine?"
"No. You just need to stop assuming that I'm entertaining someone else." She argued.
"Then why was he here with you in the first place?" Paul snapped, believing otherwise.
"He was helping me dance!" She shouted. "I have a very big audition coming up in two weeks and all he was doing was helping me with my big audition." Paul's face began to change when he realized she hadn't been lying. "Of course, you would've known that if you never walked out on me." Dawn turned her back to him and walked over to her radio that was on top of a table. She pressed a button to turn off the current song that was playing.
Paul sighed, not knowing what to say now. It did make sense for why Ash was there, but then again that still didn't change the fact that she shows obvious feelings for him. No matter what she says, her actions tells the obvious truth.
"Now, are you going to cut the shit and help me out with my audition? Or are you going to waste my time here?" She asked, looking at him.
Paul stared at her for the longest moment possible while she waited for an answer. Paul shoved his hands in his pockets and opened his mouth to speak. "Do you remember the steps?"
Dawn opened her mouth, but no words seem to come out as soon as she realized what he had been implying.
Paul smirked. He taught her a zouk dance a long time ago at his place and they had been practicing it a lot, but it's been a while since he last did that dance with her.
Paul hated dancing with a passion, but he was very big on winning and never losing. That's one thing he didn't want for Dawn, he didn't want her to lose. So really, he only started dancing just to help her out, because that's how much he cares about her.
After staring at Paul for what seemed like forever, she licked her lips. "I'm learning a new dance. To that song that was just playing. We're doing that one," she demanded.
"Why not do the old one? That's the only one I'm familiar with." He shot back.
"Because you're not my partner, he is." She shot back. Those words hit him hard, but he kept a straight face on her as well as she. "You made that decision when you broke up with me at the carnival."
"Come on," Paul rolled his eyes, "That dance, we practiced that dance for months and you said yourself you want that dance to go to that audition. Why are you risking a new dance that might not even be perfected by then?"
"Because you're too busy worrying about other things than my audition!" She shouted. "What am I supposed to do? You've been getting pissed at me for days already and I'm tired of it! So of course, I'm going to try out a new dance and find myself a new dance partner because I don't exactly have a choice!"
Paul stared at her for a short moment as she now regained her breath.
"Well, now you do." He told her.
Dawn hardened her eyes on him.
"Ash is a lousy partner. And besides, you and I both know that our dance is way better than what you two were doing."
Dawn wanted to argue on that, but she didn't know what to say, so she just remained silent.
Paul smirked again, knowing that she knew he was right. What Ash didn't have was the dance moves or that same dance routine. That kind of dance will never compare to their dance.
After staring at Paul for what seemed like forever, she licked her bottom lip and pressed a button on the radio as that song began playing.
Paul watched Dawn as the song began playing; she turned to look at him. "I suggest you get into place." She demanded.
Paul kept his hard eyes on her as he walked on the far side of the room before she walked to the other far side of the room.
They both turned around as they stared at each other from the opposite sides of the room.
Dawn let out a breath of air before walking towards him. Paul walked towards her as well before they stopped in front of one another. Their bodies hit and they were dangerously close to one another. He had his hand holding hers and before he can hold it any longer, Dawn pulled her hand away as soon as the beat began to hit.
"I love when you pulling up in your jeep, bumping all your beats. J's on with your shades on, just to bring me something to eat. You the man up in these streets."
Dawn placed her hand against Paul's chest, pushing him back. Paul grabbed her from each side of her face. She was still so upset about the fact that Paul was upset about her and Ash, but she strongly felt that he should get over it. After all, they are just friends and that's all it will be.
Dawn turned her attention back onto the dance, making sure to not worry about anything but the perfection of the dancing. She briefly relaxed a bit in his arms as he whirled her around and brought her back closer to him. She closed her eyes as he continued handling her with his hands.
"Baby hop in my ride, oooh it's hot as hell outside."
When she felt his hands release from her body, Dawn let out a small breath of air and opened her eyes as she now began to do a strong dance as she hit every beat with her body along with him following behind, mimicking the same moves as her.
Dawn was still surprised that he even remembered the dance moves. It had been such a long time since they last practiced that dance and the fact that he even remembered the dance and its moves really made her heart lighten up a bit, though she was still a bit upset with him.
Her body tensed slightly and she gasped as he grabbed her from her waist and twirled her around as the song began to progress.
"Drive slowwwwwww, take your time."
Paul was doing everything perfectly. No doubt that he was a much better dance partner than Ash.
Dawn felt safe in Paul's arms. The way he was dancing with her, the way he was holding her and balancing her. It all felt like he was making love to her, but he wasn't. They were just dancing. Only just dancing. But the feel of his hands on her body, carefully moving her with the music in sync, it felt magical.
Dawn let her eyes fall on his and she couldn't help but stare at them as she continued to dance with him, hitting every beat.
He was perfect. His eyes, black and strong as the onyx stone; they were deep and irresistible. Dawn couldn't resist, she was head over heels for Paul, and by the way he was looking at her, she could tell that he must love her deeply, though he never exactly told her that he loved her.
The tension they built together while dancing was so intense and so sensual, but they didn't care, they did whatever flowed with the song, and whatever felt right.
"Every little thing that you do got me feeling some type of way. When you give me that thunder, you make my summer rain. Oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh. Everyday everyday…"
Paul was more focused on her than himself. The way she looked at him during the dance really made him wonder if she might actually really care about him like the way he cared about her. He stared at her though, continuing to hold her and dance with her, careful to not drop her. She was like a feather in his arms and he just loved it.
"And it won't stop. Boom boom."
Paul felt her beginning to become rough as he felt her fists on his chest, pushing him back roughly while going along with the beat until his back hit against a wall.
Their dance was so strong that he believed that anyone can read their story with just this dance. It explained everything. From their flaws, to perfections, to grief, pain, happiness, everything about them.
Paul listened to her short breaths while he let out some on his own. He licked his lips when he felt her hot breath near his lips and he instantly twirled her around again.
"Boooooooom."
No doubt, Paul loved this. He didn't even have to make love to her, he can just dance with her and that would prove how much he felt about her. Paul was hoping that Dawn could see how much he loved her, especially with such a strong and meaningful dance.
"With every single part of me, my love for you is constantly forever and ever on repeat, on repeat and it won't stop. Boom boom booooooom."
She couldn't describe the way she was dancing, she was just going with the flow, doing whatever felt right with Paul. She trusted Paul with all her heart and she felt really comfortable doing a dance like this with him.
The warmth between them grew more powerful by the second. Her heartbeat was growing steadily along with it.
"Rocking your body, rocking your body to sleep."
Paul pushed her down to the floor on her back as he let the bottom part of his body dive down in between in her legs. Dawn let out a heavy breath at the action, looking up at him.
Their dance was so perfect; everything from their breathing to how their feet moved stayed in sync. If, by the end of this dance her breath is taken away, she would know the exact reason why.
Paul grabbed her left leg which was on his left side of his waist and brought it around the other side of his waist and lifted her completely up against up. She had her back facing him and Paul had his lips touching the side of her left shoulder.
"And it won't stop, boom boom."
Every moment, every angle seemed to be planned in advance. Nothing felt forced at all. Dawn felt like she was floating.
Paul held his hands over her hands against her chest. And with the beat, they mimicked a heartbeat while popping.
They became one with the song, with the dance and with each other.
"Boooooom."
They continued like that until they had to separate, though Dawn was sad to be away from his warmth as she listened to the song coming to a complete end.
It became quiet, the only sounds in the room being their heavy breaths.
Dawn turned to look at Paul and Paul turned to look at her.
Dawn couldn't help herself. That dance just really clicked something into her mind, something she should've done a long time ago.
She began walking up to Paul and Paul was surprised when he felt her lips crashing onto his, catching him off guard. Paul would've pulled away, but then again he couldn't resist a special moment like this.
What surprised him though was that she began to kiss him harder. Paul couldn't help himself though; he allowed the kiss to become more intense as he immediately pushed her body close to the wide mirror within the dance room, Dawn's back pressing against the mirror as she breathed lightly against his lips.
Paul soon removed his lips from hers as he moved his lips down to her neck, bringing her left leg up and wrapping it around his waist. Dawn moaned quietly as she dug her hands inside his jean black jacket and let it fall off his shoulders.
Paul continued to kiss her neck before he moved his face down in between her breasts that were currently covered with her white tank top. He kissed the flesh of her revealing cleavage though. Dawn continued to breathe heavily as her hands moved down to his belt. Paul let her leg drop from his waist as he soon brought his face back up to hers.
Paul stared at her for a short while and then he looked down at his pants and saw she had been unbuckling his belt.
Dawn looked at him when she saw he was looking at her, continuing to undo his belt before pulling the zipper down from his pants. She soon freed her hands from his pants and pulled pieces of her hair behind her ears.
"I want to…" She trailed off, looking him in the eye.
Paul didn't know what to say. The last time he had been in this situation with her, she rejected him and she told him she didn't trust him with her body. Dawn placed one hand against his cheek and Paul pulled back, her arm soon falling back to her side.
Paul shook his head and grabbed his jacket that was on the floor. "I can't do this." He turned around and soon walked out of the dance room, pulling his jacket back on.
Dawn watched as he walked away in a hurry and left. She blinked, surprised that he had rejected her.
A pained look crossed over Dawn's face as she felt tears beginning to blur in her eyes as she realized what had just happened.
As soon as Paul made it outside of the dance room, he leaned against the wall that was beside the dance room door and breathed out heavily, taking in everything all at once.
How dare she try to have sex with him now? Especially after she rejected him that last time he tried to? Paul felt his fists clench at his side again as he soon walked away from the dance room.
A/N: I'm not really well at describing dances because it's really hard for me to write a dance scene tbh, but I did some research on how to write a well written dance scene. I did the best I could, but I'm sure that if I keep on practicing how to write a well written dance scene, then I'll become really good at it. I also feel that writing dance scenes are one of the most challenging things to write out.
Songs used in this chapter: Every Little Step by Bobby Brown, Revolution by Diplo ft. Faustix, It Won't Stop by Sevyn Streeter ft. Chris Brown
If you're curious about how I originally pictured those dances, I pictured it from these specific videos below.
1.) Ash dance
Type in Youtube: Every Little Step (I Take) - Bobby Brown (New Jack Swing Dance)
Click on first video!
I pictured Ash just being funny while he danced and I thought this dance suited well for him!
2.) Dawn and Ash dance
Type in Youtube: Step up all in 2014 Sean and Andie Awesome Last Dance HD 720p
Click on first video!
Obviously this is from Step Up All In, but at 0:34 I pictured Dawn and Ash dance like how Moose and Camille did!
3.) Dawn and Paul dance
Type in Youtube: Charles & Aline | It Won't Stop - Sevyn Streeter ft. Chris Brown
Click on first video!
I pictured Dawn and Paul's dance pretty intimate, and that dance is perfect for them (;
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I suggest you guys watch these three videos because they give you a good picture of those dances perfectly.
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