Live

Thu, 19 Jun 2008 06:22:01 GMT

Author: fairy4ever332 (Christy)

Title: Live
Part: oneshot….it’s really short
Rating: PG
Pairing: Apolo/Julianne
Summary: What Julianne may be thinking when they are walking down the stairs (you’ve seen the pictures, you know what I’m talking about!!!).
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything or anyone or DWTS (how awesome would that be though?).
Warnings/Comments: Constructive criticism would be awesome!!!!

Live. Many people don’t truly understand what that word means. What that word is.

It’s your heart beating so fast you think it might just burst out of your chest. It’s that trembling, shaking feeling that only goes away when he holds your hand.

And you think you’re going to puke. Yes, vomit on LIVE national television. You’re waiting in line, just as always, then, suddenly, you’re next. So he takes your hand, like a perfect gentleman.

Now it’s your turn, and your stomach still feels queasy, but not quite as bad, but the butterflies are defiantly working overtime.

“Watch your step.” The stage manager warns.

You’re out and there are bright lights, and cheers from the audience, and you start down the stairs. You look at him and he looks at you, and now you’re staring at each other, which probably looks really strange, but somehow you’re calm. He smiles at you, and you smile back, that dorky I-have-a-crush-but-I-don’t-even-know-it, smile.

Neither of you are paying any attention to the stairs, the stairs that you might fall down. But you know that you won’t trip and fall down the stairs because he won’t let you fall. He may have bad posture, and he may have wimpy arms. But somehow you know that neither of you is going to fall.

And that makes the word live less able to make you totally and completely freak out.