ROCKY'S POV
Just as I was about to say something, the lights suddenly dimmed.
Music blasted through the speakers.
I Know You Want It But You Never Gonna Get It
Tere Haath Kabhi Na Aani
Maane Na Maane Koi Duniya Yeh Saari
Mere Ishq Ki Hai Deewani…
My eyes automatically moved toward the dance floor.
And there she was.
Standing right in the middle.
The same girl who had been quietly sitting in the corner a few minutes ago was now moving with the rhythm like she belonged there.
Her hips swayed slowly with the beat, smooth and confident.
Hey hey…
I Know You Want It But You Never Gonna Get It…
And then she looked straight at me.
As the lyrics played, she mouthed them playfully and gave me a quick wink.
My jaw nearly dropped.
What the hell?
She wasn’t just dancing.
She was dancing like she had been born for it.
Every move was perfectly in sync with the music, effortless and sharp at the same time.
Ab Dil Karta Hai Haule Haule Se
Main Toh Khud Ko Gale Lagaun…
She moved her hands towards her breast with the rhythm so naturally that the entire crowd around her seemed to disappear.
How would my hands look ther-
Wait what the actual fuck I am thinking?
I rubbed the back of my neck.
Great.
What's My Name, What's My Name, What's My Name
My Name Is Sheila
Sheila Ki Jawani…
The crowd was cheering now, fully enjoying the performance.
And I just stood there watching.
Not because I wanted to.
But because I genuinely couldn’t look away.
“Damn,” I muttered under my breath.
I had provoked her as a joke.
But now it felt like she was proving a point.
And doing it brilliantly.
I'm Just Sexy For You
Main Tere Haath Na Aani…
She suddenly started walking toward me as the next part of the song played.
Silly Silly Silly Silly Boys…
She danced around me, singing the lyrics playfully like she was directing them straight at me.
Yeah.
This was definitely revenge.
And honestly?
I kind of deserved it.
I ran a hand through my hair, trying to act normal while my brain was clearly struggling to keep up.
Why did this suddenly feel so intense?
Relax, Rocky. It’s just a dance.
Haaye Re Aise Tarse Humko
Ho Gaye Soo Arse Re…
A guy from the crowd joined her for a moment, matching a few steps with her before spinning away again.
The dance floor was getting more crowded now, everyone joining the energy.
She eventually moved back to the center with a few girls, completely in her element.
And I was still standing there wondering how the girl who refused to dance five minutes ago was suddenly the best dancer in the room.
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Romance[UNDER EDITING] ~Tere aane par jaana maine, Kahi na kahi zinda hun main.~ ⋆ ───────── ⋆ She was BROKEN by the man who was supposed to protect her. He was the man who HEALED wounds he never created. She thought her life ended the night she was raped...
