DANCING ON MY OWN (Charlie Puth)

S I X T E E N

Before my recital, I was nervous, sure. But after my recital I was shaking in my shoes. I was planning on performing my solo dance, but the music that came on was not the right music. That's when I knew that Josh had something to do with this. Moments later he sauntered across the stage, grabbing at my hips.

"Josh, what the fuck are you doing?" I hissed.

"Oh come on Mia, you hounded me over this recital for months. Im here, aren't I?" He smirked.

I didn't know what to do, but I had to dance. I couldn't let him ruin this opportunity for me. I knew Charlie, Shawn and Camila were here watching me, I just didn't know where. I can't imagine the thoughts that must be going through their heads right now.

"Mia, we're gonna be fine, we know this dance like the backs of our hands." He tried to assure me, but I just rolled my eyes and tried not to scream at him. It repulsed me that he was even touching me.

Throughout the dance, he was being unnecessarily touchy. He would grip at my hips, his hands awfully close to places they shouldn't be. I wanted to vomit.

He would get way too close to my face, and I tried my hardest to not draw my fist back and punch him square in jaw.

Several times throughout the routine he would lean down and whisper some stuff in my ear like "You look so beautiful tonight." Or "I like having my hands on you babygirl."

I had no idea that one human being could make me feel so nauseated.

I honestly and truly gave this dance routine all that I had, I pushed through my disgust for Josh just so that I could perform well. However, the whole time, I was just counting down the time until it would be over and I could have him away from me.

I wanted nothing more than to go find Charlie, run into his arms, and have him comfort me. Just like he always does. I just want him.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, the dance draws to a close and Josh draws his forhead to mine and stares me dead in the face.

"I'm so unbelievably sorry Mia." I can smell the slightest bit of alcohol on his breath, but it's almost like he tried to cover it with a mint or something.

"Josh, please don-"

"Ssh. Just listen, I'm sorry. I really miss you, and I love you so much. Please, come back to me."

"No Josh! I don't want t-" He cuts me off by attaching his lips to mine. It's been awhile since I've last kissed Josh, but this is not how I remembered it at all. Before, when we would kiss, I'd feel all giddy inside. I'd feel happy, because I thought I loved him. That's just it, I thought I loved him. What we had was never love. Now that I think about it, even when I did feel something from the kisses we shared, it never compared to what I felt when Charlie and I kissed at that stupid fucking party. It was like electricity went through my body, and I've never felt anything close to it.

I immediately pulled away from his kiss after I realized what was happening. I didn't give a shit who was watching at this point, I drew my hand back and slapped his face as hard as I could. I quickly ran off the stage, just wanting to find my friends, especially Charlie. I could use one of his hugs right now. I knew he would protect me too.

"MIA!" Josh yelled after me.

I kept running through the crowd of people and wiped at the tears streaming down my cheeks. Where the fuck are they?

"Mia, stop!" Josh yelled, he sounded angry now.

I kept running, not looking back and I was almost to the back door in the vacant hallway. As I made my way to the door I felt a hand roughly grab my wrist and pull me backwards. I tripped and landed into the person, who was of course Josh.