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"How does it sound?" I ask as I finish my piece on the piano.
Silence surrounds the rather large room.
"Niko?" I say, turning to him. He's stood there awestruck.
"It was- it was amazing." He says.
"You think so?"
"100%" He replies. "I just wish someone else could play it so I could dance with you around this ballroom."
His words spark an idea in my mind. "Give me a second." I tell him, excusing myself from the room. I return a few minutes later with Ruelle.
Amongst the chaos, I've been teaching her how to play. She's gotten quite good.
Niko looks confused until she sits at the piano stool.
"Ok, so I might have been in over my head a little, I hate dancing." Niko admits.
"Why do you hate dancing?" I ask, amused as Ruelle begins to play my melodic music.
"Because I'm terrible at it."
"Well, nobody is watching. It's just you and I." I say, holding out my hand for him to take.
"And Ruelle." He states.
"Ruelle isn't looking at us, she's looking at the sheet music. Besides, she's at the other side of the room and can barely hear us."
He takes my hand in his and we take it slow at first. Our steps are careful and precise.
Niko stares at the floor or, more so his feet to make sure he doesn't step on my toes.
"My eyes are up here." I joke.
"I know, I'm just not good at this."
"Look at me." I tell him, he looks up from the floor. "Let the music guide you and relax."
"You're the only person I would ever fucking dance for."
The corners of my lips tilt up in a smile. "You're the one that suggested it."
"Because I would do anything for you." He answers quickly.
"See, I told you that you could dance without it taking all of your concentration."
"Blue, I can never concentrate on anything apart from you when you're around....and when you're not around to be completely honest."
"You're cute."
"I'm completely adorable." He says sarcastically.
He spins me around easily and my back presses against his chest as he wraps his arms around me.
"I love you." He whispers in my ear as we slowly sway to the now soft beat.
"I love you too." I tell him.
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Darkened Hearts
RomanceIt all started with a superhero, one who vowed to help save the world and use her powers for good....But how can one keep a promise if they don't remember making it? What happens when the lines to right and wrong blur? When promises have to be broke...
