Electric Avenue • [h.s]

chapter six

San Francisco, California
May 23rd 1976

Harrys grin was almost enough to absolve her of the fear she was choking on. As the intro to The Beatles rings loud throughout the hall, the other couples ready up in their positions- ready to start moving to the lively beat.

Delilah cursed under her breath when Harry skated closer to her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Just copy me" He mouthed.

His hips began circling left to right, and he used his hands to guide hers to mirror them.

The tightness drains from her body and she almost immediately loosens up under his careful touch. As an electric current fizzles at the skin he grazed, she'd have let him toss her six feet in the air if he wanted to.

His skates roll across the floor as he pushes himself backwards, extending his hand towards Delilah and wrapping his fingers around her wrist with less force than he had before, tugging her into his body until their chests touched, then spinning her back out before she had chance to register his bare skin on hers.

The sequins on her tight top caught the disco ball light twirling above, launching every colour of the rainbow across the otherwise dark room. She swallowed that familiar lump at the back of her throat and rolled over to his side, shimmying her shoulders to fill the gap.

Harrys teeth sink into his lower lip, the corners of his mouth still turned up.

As the chorus approached Harry took the lead in twisting and jiving, followed by Delilah. When their timing matched up, she looked over at Harry with a giggle.

The sight of the glittery reflection on the apples of her cheeks was like adrenaline being injected right into his blood stream - not so strong as to freak him out, but just enough to make him tingle and ease in to their synchronised display.

Delilah's still hazy mind from the joint she'd shared earlier had softened, and her nerves floated up to the ceiling where they could no longer bother her- she was purely in the moment.

When Harry lifted his hand up above them and nodded for her to follow his lead yet again, Delilah complied and kicked her leg up as far as she could for him to catch. He held her ankle, steadying her before swinging himself under her outstretched leg. Without letting go, he motioned for her to drop her leg and when she did, he wrapped his hand around her thigh and pulled her close to his waist so that she was half straddling him.

Her willingness to follow his commands didn't go unnoticed, and Harry couldn't stop his mind from imagining how it would translate to the bedroom. He stuffs the thoughts back down as soon as they rise, not wanting to distract himself from the feat they found themselves facing ahead of the eager crowd of onlookers.

He had a reputation to uphold.

The heated display sent the crowd into a frenzy of hoots and cheers, and the pair smirked at each other as if to say yeah we've got this in the bag.

He raised an eyebrow, looking down at the floor and back to Delilah, and when she nodded, he took her by the hands and slipped her down between his legs then back up again seamlessly. Nose to nose, they twisted their bodies down til they were crouched above the floor, hands gripping one another's, and Delilah took the lead in using her skates to set them off in a spin. She tipped her head back as they swirled around the floor in frenzied giggles.

When she looked back at Harry, his eyes were locked in on hers. He looked at her with such wonderment, it was like he'd never laid eyes on a woman before.