Dalliance (on hold)

Colton

"Nag," I called. Stephanie turned around and flashed a toothy smile in my direction. She raised her eyebrows. "You leaving?" I tried to hide the disappointment from my voice but it didn't get past her.

"Why, you don't want me to?" She slurred. I walked up to her in 3 swift steps and kissed her, hard. She pulled away and I frowned. "Come home with me." She said simply. I tried not to smile like an idiot.

"You're pretty drunk though." I laughed.

"So are you!"

"Fair enough." I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her gently towards the door. "Wait here a second." I turned back through the door to find one of the lads.

"Charles." I called out. He turned to look at me. "I'm leaving, I'll probably be back tomorrow morning." I shouted. He raised one eyebrow and then nodded.

Nag was sat outside on the floor. Her hair was clipped back but half of it had fallen forward, framing her face perfectly.

"What are you doing on the floor?" I smiled. She didn't reply, she just held out her arms like a child wanting to be picked up. I held her arms and pulled her onto her feet, and she stumbled slightly on her heels. I steadied her and then took her hand. The air wasn't as cold as it was earlier, maybe it was the alcohol after all. Nag stopped suddenly and looked up at the sky. I stopped and looked up too.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" She said.

"Yeah. Though there's too much light pollution to appreciate it fully." We stood there for a while. I didn't want to pull her away; her face lit up, and I couldn't tell if it was the moon or her wonderment.

"If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?" She asked.

"Ráquira, Columbia." I answered quickly "the city of pots."

"Why?" She looked at me and smiled.

"My great grandad was from there."

"You're kidding?" She asked.

"Nope. But I've never been. Where would you go?"

"I can't choose just one." She laughed. "Travelling across Europe would be my first adventure though."

"Have you ever been abroad?" I asked.

"I've been to Spain, and France, but not really sightseeing."

He flat wasn't far, like she'd promised. She stood outside fumbling with the keys, trying to get the front door to open for a good few minutes. We slipped inside, quietly so that we didn't wake her flat mates.