Three

Jordyn's P.O.V

"Heres Niall's room" Liam said pointing to the first door when we got up the stairs.

"This is Zayn's" He opened the next door, allowing me to have a look inside. Typical teenage boy's room. Plain old messy.

"Lou's" The door was already opened, so I quickly looked around then moved onto the next room.

"This is Harry's" He said, opening the door. I expected it to look like the rest of the boy's room, but it was surprisingly clean and organized. 

"It's nice right?" Harry's voice said from behind me.

I nodded my head, not looking him in the eyes.

"And this one is mine" Liam said opening the door. "I picked the room next to yours" He smiled at me. I smiled back and he closed his bedroom door, ushering me towards a door which I'm guess was my room.

"Last but not least, this one is your room" Liam said, opening the door. I stepped inside and looked around. It was absolutely perfect. The walls were a light orange color, my favorite color. There was a huge queen size bed on the left side of the room, with a white and orange patterned comforter. All of the furniture was white. 

"Come take a look" Liam said, taking my hand and pulling me towards the door in the right hand corner.

"I know how much you love fashion, soooo..." He didn't finish. Instead, he opened the door to let me see for myself. It was a huge walk in closet, with a lot of racks and cubbies to put my shoes in.

"This is amazing Li, thank you so much" I said, giving him a hug.

"You haven't seen the best part yet! Come on" He said before heading downstairs. Zayn and Harry put my suitcases in my room, and followed me and Liam.

When we got downstairs Liam shooed away the boys. They pouted and groaned, but eventually dispersed through the house.

"I had this especially made for you" He said, while turning the handle on the door. He opened the door slowly and allowed me to look inside. 

A dance room.

"Liam..." I said in shock, scanning the room. "This is absolutely perfect"

"I know how much you love to dance, and you probably miss it a lot, so I had the designers make this room for you, so you can come in here whenever you want and just dance, and get away from us boys" He said.

"I can't thank you enough Li, I'm speechless" I said in awe, walking around the room.

"Anything for you Jord" He said smiling. "Well I'll let you get settled and unpacked, holler if you need anything" Liam said, while heading for the door.

"Thank you again Liam, for everything" I said, before he got a chance to step out of the doorway.

"Your welcome" He said smiling.

Liam shut the door to the dance room, leaving me by myself. I took a few minutes looking and walking around the room. It was a perfect size; I was definitely going to try this out later. But for right now, I needed to unpack and get settled in, so I went up to my room.

I was finishing unpacking the last bit of my clothes in my closet when Liam came in my room.

"We have a quick meeting with management so well be back in about an hour. Are you okay staying here by yourself?" He asked me.

"Yeah I'll be fine, I'll just tour the house a bit more" I said, hanging up one of my shirts.

"Alright, call me if you need anything" He said.

"Will do" I said, as Liam left the room. 

I heard the front door slam close, and I felt a little more relieved. This was going a little better than I expected, and I'm glad. The boys seem really nice and welcoming, but I'm hoping they don't play any tricks on me, or wake me up in the early hours of the morning.

I decided that now would be a good time to try out the dance room. I changed into a pair of booty shorts and a yellow tank top and matched it with some yellow socks. I grabbed my phone and iPod speakers and brought them downstairs into the dance room.

I plugged the speakers into the outlet, and hooked my phone up to the speakers. I picked a random song and put it on, then walked over to the barre.

I swiped my fingers across the barre, feeling the coldness of the hard metal rod. I lifted my right leg and placed in on the barre, and started to stretch.

After about twenty minutes or so of warming up my body and stretching, I walked back over to the speakers and scrolled through my phone, looking for a song.

I put on the acoustic version of "Who You Are" by Jessie J.  I loved that song, and I had made up a routine to it a few months ago, and I wanted to see if I remembered it. I pressed play and walked to the middle of the dance floor and sat in my opening position. The music started, and I got completely lost in the music.

After going through the routine once, I felt confident about remembering the whole dance, so I decided to try it one more time, and to do it more full out so I could get the whole effect. I pressed play once again, and started the dance.

I was now towards the end of the dance. I prepared for my turning section, and did 7 a la second turns and pulled in for a triple pirouette. After my last pirouette I slowly lifted my leg up into a tilt. When I was satisfied that my leg was close enough to my ear, I let my back go and went into a layout position. I slowly lifted my upper body back up and rolled to the floor, and eloquently moved my body into my ending pose.

When the music ended I rolled onto my back, out of breathe. I smiled at the ceiling, knowing that I could do this every day if I wanted to, and I was so happy that dance was there for me when no one else was. I closed my eyes and focused on getting my breathing back to normal, but then I heard clapping coming from the door. I lifted my head off the floor and looked to where the noise was coming from. Harry was standing in the doorway.

"Wow" He said, with his eyes wide open. I got up off of the floor and walked towards my phone where my water bottle was placed.

"How long have you been watching..?" I asked nervously. Oh god, did he see the whole thing?

"The whole time" He said. Great.

"Oh" I said, taking a sip of water.

"That was...incredible" He said, as I walked towards the door.

"Thanks.." I said nervously.

I walked past Harry and out of the door, heading towards the kitchen. I heard footsteps following me, and turned around to see Harry just a few steps behind me.

I looked away quickly, not wanting to make eye contact with him. Just his voice alone intimidates me, I don't need his good looks and charming smile to intimidate me as well.

I opened the fridge and took out an orange, then got a cutting board and a knife and started to cut the orange into slices. Harry jumped up and sat on the counter next to me.

"An orange? What are you..a health freak or something?" Harry asked me.

"I guess you could say that" I said quietly, focusing on cutting the orange.

"But why? It's not like you need to lose weight" He said. I could feel his eyes staring at me.

"Well I think differently" I said, while putting the cutting board and knife into the sink and walking over to the table.

Harry followed and sat down across from me. 

"Wait...you really think you need to lose weight?" Harry said, baffled.

I nodded my head.

"Are you serious! You're one of the skinniest people ever! Look at you, your stomach is flat and you have nice long legs" He said, pointing to my body.

Was he checking me out? This made me uncomfortable. My cheeks burned up and I looked down at my orange.

"Thanks.." I said, almost inaudible.

"Why are you so self conscious? The way you dance should be the way you act all the time. You looked so confident when you dance" He said.

I shrugged.

"I know what your doing...you just want me to sing What Makes You Beautiful to you don't ya" He said smirking. I gave him a confused look.

"Alright if you insist.." He said, then started to sing.

You're insecure, don't know what for, you're turning heads when you walk through the d-

"Harry" I said, which caused him to stop.

"What? You don't want to hear my beautiful voice?" He said sarcastically.

I shook my head no, and tried to stop a smile from forming on my face, but failed.

"Well at least I made you smile!" He said.

I got up from my seat and threw my plate out, then headed towards the stairs.

"Where are you going?!" Harry yelled from across the house.

"To take a shower" I replied.

"Oh. Have fun" He said.

I'll admit, Harry's funny. But I know he's trying to figure out why I have anxiety, and theres no way in hell I'm opening up to him. I barely know him, and he's famous worldwide! Why should I tell him anything? I shrugged it off and went upstairs to take a shower.