Our Old Friend, Death.

Ch.3: Line Dancing

Hadley walked inside her house to change before going out with Javy and a few others. She takes a quick shower after putting everything away. Just like home, Hadley dressed in flair jeans, a black shirt with a white and blue American flag in the back, her old cowboy boots, and her old white cowboy hat. 

Pulling her long brown hair into a ponytail and a base ball cap she tied a messy bun, piecing of hair framing her face. A ping calls from her phone. Hadley picks it up and sees a text from Javy. He told her that basically half the team was going and that they decided to meet there at eight. It was seven thirty so it was the perfect time to head over.

Gruene Hall, the line dancing bar they were headed was around a twenty five minute ride from Harley's house to there. Getting into the car, she plays music from her phone and heads out. Singing to the song, the girl pulls up into the parking lot. She sees Javy's truck is already here so she decided to grab her phone and walks in locking the car behind her.

Looking for Javy, Hadley sees him at the bar with Natasha, Bob, and Bradley. "There's the life of the party!" Javy shouted over the blasting music, walking over to Hadley pulling her over with the group.

"Y'all ready?" Hadley speaks up.

"Waiting for a few more people." Javy told her.

"They'll find us, you and I, will be on the dance floor." Hadley grabbed his hand dragging him to the wooden dance floor. The DJ was on a platform above the dance floor, the wooden floor was surrounded by tables.

Javy and Hadley found a spot in the dance floor waiting for the next song to play. Copperhead Road be Steve Earle started playing on the speakers. Hadley looked to her right, smirking at Javy. He wasn't the best at this line dance.

When the time comes up, Hadley keeps her left thumb hanging on a belt loop and the other on her hat. She kicks her heels to the flop in front of her. Right, left, right, left. She hooks her right leg then her left. Continuing the song, Hadley turns around the room before the song ending.

Jakes boots hit the pavement and he closed the door to his truck, he already heard the music blasting from inside the bar. Feeling like he's back at home he walks inside to see Hadley and Javy already on the floor. He watched as she smiled ear to ear. He leaned on on of the pillars in the building and smirks while she finishes the dance.

Continuing to watch them walk over to the others, Jake pushes himself off to say hello to his teammates. Stopping to the side of Hadley that has a beer in her hands, he listened into their conversations.

"Hello there darlin'." Jake whispers into Harley's ear.

Turning to see his face, "how long you've been standing there now?"

"Long enough."

"Once again, stalker." She jokes, recalling the conversation they had earlier this morning.

"Hmm, I'd rather prefer it go as attentive." He defends himself.

"That's what stalkers call it." A smirk grows on Harley's freckled face.

"How would you know that?"

She smiled, this seeming to have no end. Hadley paused before continuing, "ya gonna get a drink?"

Chuckling under his breath, "I might."

The night went on, the two talking with each other, hoping into the line dances before settling back down again. Hadley and Natasha sit next to each other, not talking with the boys.

"Anyone got your eye yet?" Natasha asks, taking a sip of her drink.

"No, but I think I've found someone's eye." Hadley remarks.