𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝

Chapter 13 - One Dance

"I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can make modern life mysterious or marvelous to us. The commonest thing is delightful if only one hides it."
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

Alice

    As I walk towards the dancefloor, I feel my mind disconnecting from my body. What am I even doing ? I've never been a jealous person - at least I don't think so. So what went through my head, asking my childhood crush for a dance, and why the fuck did he accept ? What are we even doing ?

    Orion doesn't seem to mind, though. I think he's had as many drinks as me, because he's definitely not walking straight.

    Once we both arrive on the dancefloor, two drunk persons amongst others, our two gaze find each other, and we make an eye contact so intense I could faint. Slowly, Orion approaches me, his gaze predatory, making my head spin, or is it the alcohol ?

    – Well, let's dance then, he murmurs, his voice deep and low.

    I nod, unable to open my lips, my mouth all dry from drooling over him. His hands find my hips as the music starts playing in the background, and I lose my mind. This feels too good to be true, I must be dreaming.

    Because there is no way that Orion is looking at me in such an intense way right now, no way our two bodies are so close to each other, no way his hands are caressing my hips the way they are doing in this moment, no way we're moving so sensually in rhythm to the music. My head is spinning, just like the room around us as he moves my body to his command, making me dance against him in a way that screams nothing but "friends".

    I've never been so close to Orion, except for that time in eleventh grade when I had gotten drunk at his birthday party to get his attention, and he had carried me to his bed.

I had felt like I was on top of the world at that moment, but now that I feel him holding me like that, his electric touch sending shivers through my body, I realize that I wasn't even close to bliss as I thought I was.

The air is electric with an undeniable tension, an unspoken connection that lingers between and makes me feel dizzy. His hands keep on holding my waist, guiding me with confidence, and I feel a rush of warmth spreading through me. As we keep on dancing, I raise my head towards him, and our eyes meet. In that moment, the world around us seems to fade into insignificance.

The music seems to echo the pounding of my heart as he pulls me closer, his touch sending shivers down my spine. We move sensually, each step and turn infused with a magnetic attraction that is impossible to ignore, at least for me, because the more we dance, the more I feel my body grow hotter and hotter. His gaze on me makes me melt in front of him.

None of us speak, as if our gaze on each other were enough to communicate. But, as much as I am obsessed with Orion's eyes, I find my eyes descending slowly, unconsciously, to his mouth. His full lips, the one I've been dreaming of kissing for so long. The idea of kissing him crosses my mind, and I would've let it go, if it wasn't for his gaze mirroring my actions.

And, as I feel his stare on my lips just as mine does, I cannot think anymore. My lips part lightly, but it seems to be enough for him as his head starts approaching towards mine.

Our moves start to slow down, as if the time was suddenly stopping only for us. The drinks in my body make it harder for me to stand straight, but Orion's hands keep me steady, holding me firmly against his muscled torso. Our lips start getting dangerously close to each other, our hands unexpectedly finding each other.

In my mind, at that moment, I know I'm about to kiss him. We're going to do it, finally put an end to a misery that has lasted for far too long. There is nothing else going on in my mind in this instant ; no Stella, no Mask, no Alexander, only him and the mouth I've been dreaming of for so long.