Dancing on Ice Fanfiction

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The rain was hammering angrily against the windows of my house. I am lying on my sofa waiting for Stephen to return from Blackburn Ice Rink where he has been all day to tell him some rather important news. Earlier today at work Chris told me of some trouble with his wife Jill and that they had unfortunately split leaving their sons Jack and Sam with her in America. Chris was devastated. There was only so much reassuring me and Jayne could do but Chris seemed to have reached breaking point. That was why I need Stephen home sooner rather than later; I had arranged with Jayne to stay round Chris’s house for a few nights. Well I know what you’re thinking, but you couldn't be more wrong! I love Stephen from the bottom of my heart and nothing will ever change that, but Chris is one of our closest friends so staying with him is doing the right thing.

Suddenly I hear a car pull up into the drive and the sounds of footsteps crunching of the gravel underfoot, followed by the door opening and Stephen entering the room.

“Hello darling.” He said coming over and sitting next to me on the sofa.

“Hi how’s your day been?” I questioned as he put his arms around me.

“The usual, the rink was rather busy and half of the students I had were no-shows but other than that it was alright.” He said letting out a loud sigh. “Anyway how was your day doll?” He questioned smiling

“Same old same old.” I said snuggling into him

I turned the T.V on and kept taking brief glances at the clock just hoping I would be able to find the right time to ask Stephen before it’s too late. All I wanted to do was spend the night in with Stephen however with Chris being one of my best friends I think the world of him and I know I should be there when he needs me. Eventually I find the right moment and sit up to look Stephen directly in the eyes.

“Honey, Chris has been going through such a rough time recently, Jill’s left him and took his boys to America, he’s devastated. Today at work he just cried his eyes out on the sidelines.” I said

“So that’s what’s been up with you this evening.” Stephen said lifting up my chin in his hands and kissing my cheek.

“Mmm I guess. Stephen, do you think I should stay at Chris’s for a couple of nights to make sure he’s okay?” I asked.

“If you want to darling, do you want me to help you gather a few things together?” He asked standing up and taking hold of my hand.

“Please.” I said before walking up the stairs hand in hand with my man.
30 minutes later we had managed to cram all of my clothes into one tiny suitcase and were saying goodbye for the next few days

“I’m going to miss you.” I said kissing him passionately.

“Not as much as I’ll miss you.” He said before loading my suitcase in the back of my car.

We said our final goodbyes before I got in my car and drove off towards Chris’s house. 10 minutes into the journey I was stuck in the 5:00 rush hour and seriously hoping I would arrive on time. Eventually I turned down Chris’s street and parked my car in front of his house. I climbed out and unloaded my case from the boot and began walking up the drive. I knocked on the door and waited for an answer, eventually I saw a shadow walking towards the door before it opened.
Chris stood there with a tear stained face and looking miserable; and dew to the circumstances he has every right to.

“Hey you.” I said smiling as he let me in.

“Hi Kaz, thanks for coming.” He said picking up my heavy case and carrying it into the living room for me.

We both sat down and began discussing Jill, his boys and the more cheerful topic of Dancing on Ice. The night flew by and even Chris seemed to be having a good time. Suddenly we came to the problem of let’s say, sleeping arrangements... With Chris’s place only being a one bedroom house I have nowhere to sleep.

“I’ll sleep on the sofa, I don’t mind.” I said smiling and laying my case down on it ready to unpack.

“Kaz you can’t sleep on the sofa, it’s as hard as blooming stone. Chris insisted

“Oi Mr, I’ll be fine.” I said

Eventually the whole sofa or no sofa discussion was over and Chris had reluctantly left for his room and I had insisted on the sofa. I quickly changed into my nightie and lay down. I suppose Chris was right though, it is as hard as blooming stone.


Two days later I didn't realise what an awful day I would have.

It has been three day since I arrived at Chris’s house and things were running smoothly. We had a great night last evening as me and Chris went out to a restaurant as his way to say thanks. I was still asleep when I hear Chris charge down the stairs cursing under his breath.

“Chris are you ok?” I said sleepily sitting up.

“Karen you've got to see this.” He shouted from the kitchen. I had never heard him this angry before except for the one time when I and Jayne were over 2 hours late to a practice session.

I heard the sound of his footsteps before he opened the door and walked in.

“Read this.” He said passing me the news paper. Sure enough on the first page was an article, I began reading in shock

BARBER TO LEAVE PICKAVANCE FOR DEAN

The headline jumped out in front of my eyes and all I felt like doing was crying, however I read on

DANCING ON ICE STAR KAREN BARBER IS RUMORED TO BE LEAVING CURRENT HUSBAND OF 30 YEARS STEPHEN PICKAVANCE FOR SKATING TREASURE CHRISTOPHER DEAN. BARBER HAS BEEN STAYING AT DEANS HOUSE FOR OVER 3 NIGHTS NOW WHICH HAS SPARKED DISCUSSION OF A SECRET AFFAIR. WE HAVE YET TO HEAR FROM EITHER BARBER OR DEAN HOWEVER WE HOPE TO SPEAK TO BOTH LATER ON TODAY.

Underneath the paragraph was a picture of me and Chris from last night. I was passing him my handbag yet with a bit of skilful editing it had been made to look like I was holding his hand...

Even though the article was only short it was brutal and cruel. I felt a pain in my heart and hated to think about what Stephen would say. It was just too much. I broke down in tears, sobbing silently where I was.

Chris sat next to me and put his arms around me, little did we know this was mistake number two...
We were blinded by a flash from the direction of the window. I turned my head and noticed the press. No doubt that would end up on the front page of tomorrow’s news paper.

“God Karen, I’m so sorry.” Chris said getting up and shutting the curtains.

“It’s not your fault.” I said as he sat back down.

Neither of us knew quite what to say. We couldn’t move from out of the house in case the press got another photo which could be used against us. My phone suddenly went off as I received two texts. The first was from Jayne it read:

Hi Kaz, what’s going on? So confused. Read article in paper this morn about u and Chris. Didn’t believe a word of it but photo looked pretty genuine. If you need me you know where I am. Get back to me honey. J xxx

I quickly texted back a reply telling Jayne what was going on and about the press hoping she would believe her two best friends over the newspaper. Then I checked my other message. It was from Stephen

Get home now. I know what you have been up to

I didn't quite know how to reply. If my own partner didn’t believe me what chance do I have of the rest of the world believing me?

“I’m going to have to go Chris.” I said showing him the message from Stephen.


“I hope its all okay Kaz, I truly am sorry.” He said.

I unlocked the door and walked out nervously. As I expected I was greeted by the pres and yet more photos. I ignored them the best as I can. One man stopped me right before I got to my car. He was clearly a reporter from a big brand news paper hoping to interview me.

“So Miss Barber, how long has the affair been going on?” He shouted.

I was seriously at breaking point. I did the most out of character thing I think I have ever done

“Bog off and leave me alone!” I shouted before storming into my car and driving off as fast as I dared
God that felt good. I thought to myself as I drove along, however Stephen’s text kept on playing over and over in my head. When I reached the family home I parked my car in the drive next to his before unlocking the door with my house key and timidly walking in. Stephen greeted me at the doorway of the living room looking very angry.

“What are you playing at Karen?!” He shouted as we sat down.

“Honestly Stephen, nothing I swear.” I wept

“WELL I DON'T BELIEVE A WORD YOU SAY!” He yelled.

“LOOK AT THE PICTURE EH! YOU CANT EXPLAIN THAT CAN YOU?!” He raged

“Stephen bu-“ I was cut of mid sentence

“GET OUT OF MY ****ING HOUSE, WE’RE OVER KAREN!” He replied

I stood up and went upstairs to gather the rest of my things. There was no point arguing. He hates me. I collected all of my things and walked down stairs trying my best to compose myself.

“I loved you Karen.” Stephen said from by the door with anger in his voice

I couldn't stomach any more. I walked out got in the car and drove. I had no idea where I was going other than as far away from this house as I can. Then I remembered Jayne’s text and headed towards her house. I parked my car around the back hoping that no one would spot it there before walking round the back of the house and knocking on the entry door. A few seconds later Jayne appeared at the door.

“Kaz honey.” Jayne said wrapping her arms around me as I broke down in tears.
She ushered me into the house and we both sat down; Jayne still holding me in her arms.

“He hates me.” I sobbed into her shoulder.

“Aww gorgeous.” She said sympathetically.

“Think to the future eh.” Jayne said drying my eyes

“I don’t think I can.” I said in barley a whisper.

An hour later Jayne had convinced me to stay at her house for as long as I need and it would just be the two of us as Phil was away working for the next two weeks. It was a relief I have such an amazing best friend who I can rely on when I need.

For the rest of the day Jayne tried her best to distract me and cheer me up, we were half way through eating Tea when there was a knock at the door. Jayne got up leaving her lasagne on the sofa to answer it. I heard a voice that I instantly recognised as Chris’s followed by footsteps. Jayne walked back in followed by Chris who lingered at the door way.

“I'll give you two a minute.” Jayne said smiling at us before walking out of the room and shutting the door behind us.

“What’s the situation with Stephen?” Chris asked concerned

“He’s left me and doesn't want to see me again.” I said managing a weak smile

“Oh Kaz.” He said pulling me into a hug; this time checking the curtains were shut first.
Jayne walked back in and offered Chris some of the lasagne before smiling, realising we were both still as close as ever.

The next day as I predicted the picture of myself and Chris hugging in his house was front page news along with an article about my split from Stephen. I couldn't take any more of it. I decided to go for a drive to calm myself down. I told Jayne and Chris where I was going before getting into my car and driving off. 10 minutes into the journey I knew something wasn't right. A black car was following me and was getting to close for comfort. I took a quick glance in my wing mirror before recognising who was in the car, it was the press again. I tried to speed up but they were going faster and faster. Suddenly their car went out of control and crashed at high speed into me. My car flipped over and landed on its back before rolling at high speed and landing in a verge on its side. The only thing I could think about were my girls, Chris and Jayne. I felt myself worsen before becoming unconscious.

I briefly came around as I heard my phone ringing. It was Chris.

“Karen?” Chris said down the line

“Help.” I said weakly into the phone. It was all I could manage; I just hoped it was enough. The phone then went dead; it had run out of battery...

I tried to move but I couldn't undo my belt. I placed my hand on my head and as I pulled it away I noticed a load of blood on my hand. I did my best to relax but my heart was racing. I shut my eyes and hoped.

Suddenly I heard the sound of sirens growing nearer and nearer before the sound of shouting.

Eventually I saw five ambulance men make their way towards the car followed by a tearful Chris and Jayne.
“Karen!” Chris shouted seeing the car and running forward

“Excuse me Sir please stay clear of the car and Miss Barber.” The ambulance man said holding him back

“Karen!” He sobbed “That’s my darling in there, let me see her!” He said distressed

I could her Jayne crying too, I wanted so badly to shout out and tell them I’m alive however I couldn’t, I was too weak. I then heard the sound of the cutting of metal. A few minutes later the door was removed from my car and an ambulance man crawled in and removed me from out of the car.

They lay me down gently on the grass and I noticed the car the pursued me was crashed into a tree.

“Miss Barber can you hear me?” The man said crouching by my side

I nodded my head.

“Can you remember what happened?” He asked

“That car was chasing me and crashed into my car and sent it flipping out of control down here.” I whispered

“Thank you Miss” He said as his colleges transferred me onto a stretcher and lifted me into the back of the ambulance

“You go with her, she needs you Chris.” I heard Jayne say “I’ll follow in the car.” She sounded upset and scared
“Thanks J.” Chris said.

I heard Jayne’s car door shut and the engine start up. A minute later I heard Chris get into the ambulance before the doors shut ready to go.

“Karen Darling.” Chris said sitting on the chair next to the stretcher and taking hold of my hand.

I turned my head towards him and squeezed his hand.

“I...I thought you were dead...” Chris said as tears fell from his eyes.

“Me too.” I said as a tear rolled down my cheek

“It made me realise, just how much you mean to me.” Chris said wiping away my tears.

“I love you Karen, more than I have ever loved anything” Chris said

“I love you too.” I whispered.

He leant over and kissed me gently on the lips. It was the most magical moment ever. I realised how genuine his love for me really was and how greater it was than anything else I have ever experienced

An hour later I was settled in Hospital with Chris and Jayne by my side. The pursuers were being treated for minor injurious and then were being handed over straight away to the police. My girls Emma and Laura were on their way but wouldn't be here until later on the next day and Chris had confessed his true feelings about me to Jayne who was over the moon for us. I had also found out the extent of my injuries. I had had to have stitches in my head and had a few other cuts and bruises however I had got lucky considering the circumstances of the crash.

Jayne walked out of the side room to ring Phil and get herself and Chris a coffee.
Chris got up off his chair and sat on the edge of my bed running his fingers carefully through my hair. He made me feel so safe.
Jayne came back with the coffees and Chris took his but didn't move from my side.

“How are you feeling darling?” Jayne asked

“A bit better.” I replied smiling weakly at my best friend

“We were so scared when we you answered the phone.” Jayne said pulling out a tissue to dry her eyes.

“I’ll look after you though babe.” Chris said taking a sip of his coffee.

I hate being in the Hospital, I feel so useless. Already I have had enough flowers for me to be able to start up my own florist and a crazy amount of visitors; it was amazing how many people cared.

4 days later I was finally well enough to be allowed back home. I had had my stitches removed and was hopefully on the road to a smooth recovery, myself and Chris were officially an item and neither of us give a stuff about what the press think.


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When I got home I still felt shook up and scared. Every time I fell asleep I had the most realistic dream of the crash. When I wake up from one of these nightmares I always have Chris by my side to reassure me and run his fingers through my hair until I fall back asleep.
It was the fourth time I’d woken up from one of these dreams and I’d only been at Chris’s for a couple of hours. I just lay there thinking. I heard footsteps come up the stairs and Chris came and sat down on his bed next to me.

“Hello gorgeous.” He said gently

“Hi.” I said smiling

“Bloody press have been on the phone again, you'd think they’d have learnt their lesson.” Chris said rolling his eyes and taking hold of my hand

“Not again.” I said, feeling slightly better in myself

Chris lay down next to me and wrapped his arms around me.

“I love you Karen.” He said kissing my neck

“Not as much as I love you, you saved my life...” I said kissing placing my arms around his neck and kissing him passionately.

A further two days past and I was feeling back to my normal self. Chris had been great, so caring and loving. We were sitting on the sofa with the T.V on and the curtains shut. I was snuggled into Chris and he had his arms around me protectively. He told me the previous night of how scared senseless he was when he first saw the upturned car.

“You ready for bed princess?” Chris asked.

“If you wish Mr Dean.” I said with a cheeky wink

Suddenly Chris got up and lifted me up into his arms and spun me around. I was giggling like a schoolgirl, I felt so safe in his strong arms. He stopped and looked into my eyes 

“Let’s have some fun tonight Miss Barber.” Chris said seductively.

“Lead the way.” I said grinning

Still in his arms he carried me all the way up the stairs and to the bedroom, even though we both had work tomorrow somehow I figured it was going to be a late night...

The next day myself and Chris both managed to sleep through the morning alarm and the next and the next... In fact it was 9:00 before either of us even woke up.

"What times it doll?” Chris asked rolling over to face me

“Erm...9:05...” I said checking the clock and turning back guiltily.

“Oh sugar.” Chris said dragging himself out of bed and pacing up and down the bedroom

“Well at least Jayne will be early for once.” I said smiling

“Very true.” Chris said laughing.

I stayed in bed for a further 20 minutes while Chris got ready and ran around his apartment like a lunatic trying to gather all of our things together. I had offered to help but he insisted I got some rest. It was now 9:30 and Chris had finally emerged the top of the stairs carrying both of our Skate Bags, Coats, Gloves and Shoes.

“Come on Princess.” Chris said gently taking hold of both of my hands and pulling me up and out of bed.

Eventually I was ready and changed with my Skate Bag in hand and Chris’s hand in the other. We left the house and got into his car as mine was being repaired. As we drove down the road yet another car seemed to be following us, same colour, same design, and the same newspaper company. I tensed up completely; Chris took hold of my hand

“It’ll be alright babe; I’ll let nothing happen to you.” He reassured.

“Chris I’m terrified.” I said as a tear ran down my cheek.

“No one upsets my girl without getting something in return.” Chris said squeezing my hand and pulling into the side of the road.

As he imagined the black car also pulled in behind us. Chris undid his seatbelt and climbed out of the car. I watched him walk round the front of his car and towards the black one behind us fists clenched. I didn't hear what was said as I was reluctant to move from the safety of the car; however I could see the anger in Chris’s face. 10 minutes later the black car pulled off and I saw Chris walking back to the car. He opened the door and sat down.

“Sorted.” Chris said kissing me on the cheek.

“What did you say?” I asked

“I told them to piss off or else I’d be going to the police again.” Chris said smiling.

“Thanks darling.” I said smiling back

“Anything for my girl.” He replied.

He started the car and we continued on our journey to the studios realising now we were over an hour late. The rest of the way was peaceful and 15 minutes later we were pulling into the already packed Studio car park. I unloaded the car and then I ran hand in hand with Chris into the Studio.

“Where have you been?” Jayne asked as we walked into the rink.

“Long story.” Chris said sitting down on the bench next to me and lacing his skates

“I’m listening.” Jayne said, clearly wanting to know what the holdup was.

“Overslept, and then was followed half the way here by the press.” Chris explained.

“Oh God, not again.” Jayne said pulling me into a hug.

You’d think they’d learn.” He responded shaking his head.

Once I had finished tying my skates we all got on the ice to begin teaching the first couple (Jayne had delayed everything until we arrived.) As it happened it was Dan and Beth. Dan was like family and Beth was a great girl so their sessions were always fun. We began the warm up and almost instantly I could see Jayne had something on her mind. While Chris began showing Beth and Dan some of the footwork I took hold of Jayne’s hand and steered her to the side.

“What’s up?” I asked looking her in the eyes.

“Nothing....” She said looking down

“Jayne, you've been my best friend long enough for me to tell when you’re lying.” I said with a smile

“Oh Kaz, I think I've made a massive mistake.” Jayne confessed.

“It can’t be that bad, what have you done eh?” I said trying to reassure her but panicking myself.

“I've invited Nicky to join the panel.” Jayne suddenly blurted out.

I placed my head on the barrier out of sheer shock. Out of all the things I thought she would say that certainly wasn’t one of them. Nicky Slater was my old skating partner and well... ex. He left me in limbo for ages as he couldn't make his mind up if he wanted to continue to skate. He quit skating and broke my heart and dreams.... I hadn't spoken to him since.

“I’m sorry Kaz. I didn't even tell Chris, I just made the decision Saturday evening. I seriously regret it now.” Jayne said

“Hey it’ll be alright.” I said trying to convince myself as well as Jayne.

We both skated back over to Chris Beth and Dan hoping they wouldn't have noticed our brief disappearance. I couldn't help but think to myself ‘Great now I have Nicky AND Jason.’

At Lunch break Jayne told Chris about her irrational decision she made the other night. He looked less than happy but seemed to bight his tongue.
When we got home that evening I checked the calendar that Myself Chris and Jayne designed last month. It was a calendar for Dancing On Ice that addressed all the main events coming up. I sighed as I look under this month; August.

August 23rd
Meeting for all of the Judges to discuss the upcoming series.

Exactly two days from today I would be coming face to face with Nicky.

The next day flew by and before I knew it, it was the morning of the 23rd of August. We had to be at the Studio for 9:00 so myself and Chris woke up especially early to make sure we were both there on time. Chris knew how worried I was about seeing Nicky again and he kept reassuring me which made me feel slightly better.

“If he is a nightmare still, I suppose we can make an excuse and escape?” Chris said with a laugh.

“I like your thinking Mr Dean.” I said kissing him passionately

At exactly 8:40 we were both in the car driving off towards the studios. Luckily this time we had a perfect run down and arrived bang on time. I had dressed up quite smart for this event choosing to wear my favourite knee length black dress and red stilettos. We both knew it was that type of event where everybody went and looked their best, especially if we had a new judge on the panel. I walked into the rink and in hand with Chris and holding my red bag that matched my shoes. Jayne, Robin and Jason were all already there, the only person who was now missing was Nicky. We all sat down at the circular table Jayne and Chris at the head, Myself at Chris’s side, Jason at Jayne’s side, Lead camera man next to Jason, Robin opposite Jayne and Chris and the one empty seat next to me.
Suddenly I heard footsteps down the corridors before a figure walked through the door. It was Nicky. His eyes travelled straight to me and I looked down to the floor, just praying he wouldn't make a Nicky-ish remark.

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He grinned broadly and sat down next to me. The meeting felt extremely awkward and I spent most of it avoiding eye contact with Nicky and Jason. At the end of the meeting I tried to dash off however Nicky caught up with me as I was about to leave with Chris.

“Karen, could I just have a quiet word.” Nicky said

“I suppose.” I said, unhappily leaving Chris.

I walked after Nicky down the corridor hoping I could handle the situation he would put me in. We stopped outside a room which I knew to be Nicky’s dressing room. He pulled a key out of his pocket before unlocking the door and gesturing for me to enter. As I walked in the first thing I saw was a photograph of me and Nicky at the 1984 winter Olympics with Jayne and Chris. Next to it was a collection of medals we had won. In the middle of the two items was another picture of me and Nicky however this one I recognised. We were on a cruise and he had his arms wrapped around me, we were both smiling. I heard the door shut before Nicky came and stood next to me.

“Look Karen, I’m really sorry, I never meant to hurt you...” He said looking down

“It’s okay.” I said realising we better get on considering we have to sit next to each other on the panel.

“Thanks Kaz, and sorry again.” He said hugging me.

“Honestly its fine.” I said hugging him back

I left his dressing room and walked back to Chris’s car where he was sat waiting for me. I climbed in and belted up.

“How was it darling?” Chris asked

“Not bad, he tried to patch things up and I suppose I let him.” I said leaning over and kissing him.

The next day we actually began the filming for Dancing on Ice. Considering the series was filmed live really anything could happen, and as we’re on a panel with Nicky and Jason I really mean anything! At 7:00pm we left the house and drove down to the Studios. We pulled into the car park and left Chris’s car in the usual spot before walking into our separate, but next door to each other, dressing rooms. I opened entered and opened my wardrobe door and began to choose the nights outfit. Eventually I chose a black knee length strappy dress with sparkle detailing and a nude pair of stilettos. I checked the mirror and decided that this would be the outfit for the first night of Dancing on Ice. I walked into Chris’s dressing room and he was ready too. We walked hand in hand into hair and makeup. I had my hair down and straightened and some pale pink lipstick, black eyeliner and foundation on.

Everybody made their way out of hair and makeup and took their places ready for the show to begin. Chris kissed me goodbye before leaving to sit with Jayne. Phil and Holly were ready to present and the celebrities and their partners were all sat waiting. I made my way over to the judging panel. Nicky was on the end, then there was my seat, then Robin, and Jason on the end. I took my seat and the camera began rolling. First up after Jayne and Chris’s opening routine was Keith Chegwin and his skating partner Olga Sharutenko. I knew that Keith was a very nervous skater and that he lacked confidence in his own skating ability.
Straight away I noticed him shaking slightly. When the routine came to an end you could tell just by looking at Keith’s face that he thought that was about the worst he has ever skated. I thought he did a pretty good job for the first night and I knew he would just grow and grow every week in confidence.
We all revealed our score: 5.5, 6, 6, and 2.5

“First let’s see what Karen has to say about the scores.” Holly said turning to me

I had to hide the look of pure anger and disappointment by Jason’s score. I mean a 2.5! Seriously! I managed to answer Holly

“I don’t know what warranted that 2.5 to be truthful Holly.” I said as the audience cheered behind me.

“Well first of all Karen the only reason you’re on the panel this year is because you’re having a fling with Christopher Dean!” Jason yelled over the audience.

They suddenly began to boo and the other judges fell silent.

“You’re such a horrible, horrible man Jason.” I said as my eyes filled up.

“And you’re just a useless addition to the panel!” He yelled back.

That was it! I stood up and ran out of the rink into the corridors. As I passed Chris I notice Jayne had to try and hold him back without anybody noticing. I ran the rest of the way to my dressing room and didn’t even bother to shut the door; I just lay with my head on the pillow sobbing. After a few minutes I heard footsteps and then a voice.

“Kaz...” It was Chris

I heard him walk into my dressing room and shut the door behind him so our convocation was more private

“The breaks on gorgeous.” Chris said sitting on the bed next to me and running his fingers through my hair.

“I’m sorry; I just couldn’t take it after all we’ve been through.” I said sitting up and leaning on Chris shoulder.

“It’s not your fault babe; it was that idiots fault for saying what he said! Honestly, I could have punched him...” Chris said kissing the top of my head.

I just sat there crying onto Chris’s shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me, comforting me.

“Come on, let’s go back eh.” Chris said taking hold of my hand

I nodded my head in agreement. I went over to the mirror touched up my makeup before leaving hand in hand with him.

This time the cameras were still rolling. We walked back into the rink holding hands and the audience clapped our entrance. Just before Chris left to sit with Jayne he put his arms around me and kissed me. The audience cheered and continued to clap as we broke away and sat back down.

“You okay?” Nicky whispered into my ear

“Yes thanks, Jason just really knows how to hurt me.” I said to him.

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The second the cameras stopped rolling to signal the end of the show Jayne ran over and hugged me tightly

“I’m sorry Kaz; I never should have let him on the panel again.” Jayne said referring to Jason

“It’s not your fault, you know what Jason’s like, he hates me.” I said hugging her back

As soon as I’d finished speaking to Jayne I went off with Chris back to our dressing rooms. As we had to get up to train the celebrities and their partners tomorrow aswell me and Chris decided to stay overnight at the Studio. Jayne normally stays over to but she has to go home to see Phil and the kids. This meant that we could have a cosy night in Chris’s dressing room

We walked through the corridors and arrived at Chris’s dressing room. He held open the door for me and I walked in and lay down on the big double bed. I heard him close the door before he came and lay next to me. Neither of us had changed out of our show clothes. I kicked off my heels and wrapped my arms around Chris’s chest. 

“I love you.” I said snuggling into him.

“I love you too my beautiful princess.” He said placing his arm around my waist.

Later on we realised that we couldn’t stay in the show clothes forever so I reluctantly got up off the bed and went next door to my dressing room to pick up what seemed to be my skimpiest red nightie and some wipes to take my makeup off with. When I got back to Chris’s dressing room we both had a lot of fun undressing each other, I could tell it was going to be one of those nights....
Eventually, after an hour or so of fun, I was wearing my red nightie and Chris was in his Calvin Klein boxers. I took my makeup off and lay back under the covers with Chris.

I must of fell asleep in Chris’s arms as when I woke up the next morning I was still lying with my head on his tanned torso.

“Morning gorgeous.” He said kissing my head gently

“Morning I said smiling up at him.

We got up out of bed and began to change into our training clothes. I was ready first; I was wearing a pair of black leggings and a white vest top with a vibrant pink cropped wrap around cardigan. I sat on the edge of the bed and put my skates on ready for the session. Chris was now getting ready so I turned on my phone and checked for messages and missed calls. When my phone turned on I saw a message from Jayne that was sent 5 minutes ago. It basically said that she couldn’t come in because her daughter Jessica was ill. I quickly texted back a reply before locking my phone and putting it in my bag. When Chris came out of the bathroom I told him that Jayne wouldn’t be in work

“Just me and you then eh.” Chris said smiling.

He sat next to me on the edge of the bed and put his skates on aswell. We both then decided to leave and walk down to the rink so that we would be there 20 minutes early meaning we would have the ice to ourselves. As I had hoped the ice was completely empty. We got on and skated around hand in hand. We had so much fun messing around doing new lifts and just generally having fun together. The time flew by and before I knew it the first couple were here ready to learn there next routine. Without Jayne, myself and Chris just couldn’t keep our hands off each other.
The morning seemed to drag by as we both had to try and keep busy so when Jayne comes back she would notice an improvement in the celebrities. We were also working on the main group routine for Saturday night. It was chaos. I wasn’t as confident with the routine as Jayne was but we all made sure we had a laugh.

It was Saturday again. They just came round so fast. But even though it was only just 12:00pm we had already hit a problem. Jayne was now ill and she thought she had caught something off Jessica. I told Chris and we both looked at each other

“What are we going to do Chris; you can’t lead the group routine on your own.” I said lacing my skates for the final practice before the show

“Kaz, I know this sounds kind of crazy but why don’t you skate it with me?” He asked taking hold of my hand.

“Are you sure?” I asked nervously.

“Of course I am, you’ll be great darling, I’d love to skate it with you.” He said smiling

“Okay Mr, let’s get some practice in.” I said jumping off the bed still holding Chris’s hand as we walked into the rink.

Luckily I knew the routine well it was to Beneath Your Beautiful by Emeli Sande and Labrinth. It was quite a technical routine that involved the group splitting into pairs and was a romantic type of dance. It was one of my favourite songs but I was beginning to feel the pressure as it was going to open the show, and even with the rest of the group behind me myself and Chris still had a fair amount of solos. I stepped onto the ice with Chris and skated towards the group to tell them about the slight change in the main routine. Everyone was really supportive of me and told me that I would do really well. We ran through the routine loads of times, but stepping into the shoes of Jayne Torvill was a pretty daunting job. It went really well each time we practiced and it was going to be amazing to skate live on National TV with Chris. It was the last time we were going to be able to practice so the group did a run through with me and Chris watching before we did a run through with them watching.

“You have great chemistry on the ice.” Dan said smiling cheekily as we finished.

“I’d hope so.” Chris replied with a laugh.

It was time... In 10 minutes we’d be opening the show. I felt the familiar sensation of nerves; I always used to get really nervous before competing with Nicky but I always found they made me perform better. I was sat with Chris the makeup room wearing our costumes. Chris was in a pair of black trousers with a white shirt and I was wearing a white floaty dress encrusted with jewels. We were both nearly ready for show time. As the last touches were applied to my makeup we were given the two minute call. We walked into the rink and Chris sat in his normal seat and I sat with him. As Phil and Holly explained to the audience and fellow shocked judges that I would be performing instead of Jayne as she was unable to attend tonight’s show me, Chris and the group all assembled on the ice. The audience was already roaring and we hadn’t even started yet. I glanced over at the judging panel Nicky and Robin were smiling broadly at us but Jason’s face was a picture. Remind me one day soon to shove him on some skates and push him on the ice for a laugh, however now, I need to concentrate on nailing this routine.

Hope you enjoyed. Will write the performance either tomorrow or Saturday xxx