Ana - 11
Liam - 15
ANA POV:-
It was my dream to go on a ball dance with my family since last two years, because why not my father is going to win best businessman award of the year again, just like he is winning from the past 2 years.
And I wanted to join both my mommy and daddy to that party -ball dance- where every businessman of of our country will be present.
I'm admiring my black gown, when suddenly my dad comes from behind me, and exclaimed, "Oh my goodness, you look precious my child".
Pink coated my cheeks with the compliment. My dad never leaves a chance to show his love to me and my mother. Just when I said thank you to him and complimented how handsome he's looking in his black tux, my mother, the centre or my and daddy's universe came down looking oh so gorgeous in the black knee length shimmery body con.
Dad and I whistles looking at her when she stands next to us. Dad wraps his arms around her waist and mom slightly slaps his chest saying, " you are supposed to be teaching her not to whistle, darling".
"But what can we do when you look this breath taking, right Ana", he asked smiling at me. And I nodded giggling and we left for the party.
It's almost 2 hours and I've danced only one with daddy after he got his award and I'm getting bored as hell right now. I'm starting to think I should've stayed at home and completed reading my novel.
Just when I was going to ask my mother to go back home, a kid unintentionally spoiled soft drink on my dress.
I asked told my mother about it and went to washroom. After cleaning, just when I was going back to the ball room I saw a figure standing near a huge glass window.
He was looking just 4 or 5 years older than me.
"What are you doing here, standing alone?", I asked. He ignored it.
"I can help you, if need it", I said. But he ignored me again.
Frowning I asked, " are you deaf, I'm learning sign language so maybe you can sign or I can sign my sentences for you", playing with my fingers.
"If I were deaf, don't you think your rambling about sign languages should've been waste", he replied facing me.
And just then I lost my words seeing his so beautiful green eyes. They were the perfect eyes. It's like I stopped blinking watching them.
"You are cute" I heard him saying. And I blinked.
"What" I asked, unsure if I heard it right.
"You're cute", he repeated smiling this time.
And oh my God if he isn't beautiful, then nobody is.
Blush crept to my cheeks, neck and nose. And he laughed seeing me.
"Stop launghing" I said.
"But you became so red all of a sudden. Is it because of me complimenting you?"
"It came all of a sudden, that's why, nothing else".
"So it is because of my compliment". This was a statement not a question this time.
"Yes...okay yes. Now stop saying this again and again." I replied trying to control my smile.
He smiled and changed the topic. "Have you danced with anywhere there yet?"
"Yes, just with my father".
"Why not someone else?"
" I think there's no one who wants to dance with me here" I said feeling a bit sad.
He didn't said anything then and we stayed silent for a couple of minutes.
"Dance with me." He said all of a sudden.
"Huh".
"Dance with me, miss", he said again, a little loudly straightening himself.
"You sure, because there are many girls od your age there who would love to dance with you."
"Yeah...I'm pretty sure I want to dance with you only". He said.
I nodded smiling and we went back in.
While dancing when I was watching here and there, I could feel his gaze on me.
It wasn't uncomfortable but kind of soothing.
"You know it's my first ever dance", he said, shocking me again.
"No shut up...you're so good at it plus it's so hard to accept that such an irresistible boy hasn't being asked to dance before". I think I shouldn't have said it but what's done is done.
" I didn't said that nobody asked me...I said it's my first dance which means girls do ask me but I've never accepted the offer before".
"So why did you asked me for a dance ", I questioned.
"I don't know maybe you are the only girl whom I wanted to dance with" and added getting closer to me "and I think we should dance again in the future".
" I would like that", I said blushing.
"Then I'll be waiting for that moment".
I didn't knew when the song stopped playing because when he retrieved his hands I could see people going back to their seats.
" till next time....."
"ANA".
"Ana"
I waved to him and with a nod he went outside the hall with a middle aged man.
But I slapped my forehead lightly...when I remembered I haven't asked his name.
"Next time...." I whispered smiling, remembering how smooth my name sounded from his mouth.
After half an hour later we went back home too. And I slept smiling like a creep remembering his eyes and him.
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