Boy Next Door ~ [C.H]

ch. 19

  We've been at the dance for about two hours and it actually wasn't bad. Except for about the five times I've almost died slipping in these heels. Apparently they didn't have any grip for this gym floor because I was falling just walking to the doors of the gym, heading out.

Zoey and I have danced so much, I probably have blisters on my feet. Especially from when I took my shoes off for certain songs to dance too. But I don't even care, it's honestly worth the blistering.

I was sitting down in the bleachers next to Zoey as we both complained about our feet. "My feet are gonna fall off," I whined, rubbing my ankle.

"I know. I feel like I'd rather waddle on my ankles instead of having feet. These heels were more an enough of what I needed," Zoey stated. I chuckle at her and took off my left shoe, sliding it over against the bleacher with my other heel. The boys returned from wherever they had gone off to and sat on the bench behind us.

"Can somebody massage my feet?" Zoey asked, leaning against Michael's knees.

"We don't love you that much," he said in disgust.

"Wow Michael, that's pretty rude," I joked.

"Oh come on, they'd massage your feet if yours were in pain," Luke said to him, behind me. It didn't me long before I shook my head.

"No, I definitely wouldn't," I rebuttal. Luke looked at me, giving me a look that questioned why I ruined his point. "You haven't seen his feet!"

"That's true," Zoey said, laughing.

"What's wrong with his feet?" Calum asked me, seeming genuinely curious as to why we were shaming Michael's feet.

"Can we NOT talk about feet?" Roy butted in, sounding annoyed. "Especially Michael's?"

"Okay, they're not that bad!"

"I begged a differ!" Zoey and I both said in unison. Michael rolled his eyes at the both of us. A new song played on throughout the speakers and it was another slow song. There hasn't been a whole lot of slow songs going on tonight and I was kind of surprised that there wasn't.

A few pairs started to head out to the dance floor as people were asking people for their hand to dance. I then heard Luke speak up behind me.

"Probably the last slow dance eof the night. One of you ladies like to dance?" Luke asked. I turned and looked Zoey, since she was more of a fan of slow dancing than I was. She shrugged her shoulders into Michael's knees.

"Sure, why not," she said. Michael helped push her forward and Luke came off of the bleachers. Zoey walked barefoot next to Luke onto the dance floor a few feet in front of us. They turned to each other and started dancing to Nickelback's Far Away. I loved this song.

"Do you think your feet can pull through for one more dance?" Calum asked me, sitting next to me. I turned to him as he had his soft cute smile. God, how could I say no to him?

"I guess we can see, shall we?" I replied. He almost looked surprised but he tried his best to hide his reaction ad he stood up. I leaned off the bleachers behind me that I was leaning against and stood up as Calum took my hand.

My body turned to his as he pulled me close to him, arm around my back, hand in mine. This actually felt nice.

"You having fun?" I asked him.

"Lots of fun actually," he said. "Its nice to enjoy yourself without having to look over your shoulder," he commented. I rolled my eyes at that statement. It was pretty true. And it sucks that it's valid.

"Can't argue with that," I said, referring to not seeing Daniel at this dance. I did run into Landon, Bray, and Alex. They just told me he chose not to come. I was actually kind of shocked. He was actually as excited as I was last we talked about it.