Can I have This Dance?

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The lights dimmed and I surveyed the area around me. Fairy lights hung around casting a warm glow around the room. A soft melody began playing, getting louder as it went along, I recognized the tune but I couldn't quite place it. Thats when she stepped directly into view. A smile displayed across her face. My eyes wondered over her. From her lush black locks to the black dress that perfectly showed off her curves. She was simply beautiful. Her hand was outstretched and I remained still. What was happening? Stepping closer she began to sing along with the music. Take my hand, take a breath. My hand came into contact with hers causing her smile to grow. She pulled me closer and her other hand made its way to my shoulder blade. Pull me close and take one step. In that moment I realized where I knew the song from and do a giggle left my lips. Were we really dancing to a High School Musical three song. "Demi..." Her grin broadened. Keep your eyes locked on mine and let the music, be your guide. She moved slowly and I followed her lead, though my mind wondered as we danced. We'd been together for a while now, not too long though and I could honestly say she meant so much to me. Everyday I wake up with a smile on my face just because I'm waking up to her. Her embraces warmed me to the core, I honestly couldn't get enough. And I never wanted that feeling to end.  It's like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you. I still couldn't even believe she was with me. Me out of everyone. Demi was a gorgeous, international pop sensation. She could have anyone she wanted and yet here we were. Alone. Dancing together to a cheesy song as she sang the words with all her might. And god did I love her voice. She was an awesome singer it was hard not to. I stared into her chocolate brown eyes, taking in each word as if they were genuine. It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do.
And with every step together, we just keep on getting better. Her smile was so pure that even the words she sang felt like they were coming from the heart. That despite her singing some corny song from a movie for kids as we danced around the room, it felt so real. So can I have this dance. As we danced around this room. I though about all the special moments I've shared with Demi. The other gave me a knowing look, raising her eyebrows. A sigh left my lips because I knew what she wanted and so I gave in. Take my hand, I'll take the lead. I sang lowly, embarrassed by how I sounded compared to Her. She nodded as she continued from where I led off. And every turn will be safe with me. Surrounded by nothing but the warm glow of the fairy lights, I felt at peace. I felt safe just being here with this girl. She was my home I knew I had no reason to be afraid with her because no matter what? Part of me knew she'd be there for me.
Don't be afraid, afraid to fall, You know I'll catch you through it all. She dipped me and I struggled to balance. My foot almost slipping however she managed to pull me up in the nick of time, I fell forward and closed the distended between us. Pressed up close. I felt her body heat. Her quick heart beat that I was sure matched mine. I was excited and well, happy. And you can't keep us apart. Demi sang and then I continued. Even a thousand miles, can't keep us apart, 'Cause my heart is wherever you are. Demi toured a lot. She had meetings and performances. She had interviews and meet and greets but she always made time for me. And I knew she'd always be there for me. My head fell to her shoulder as she continued to lead the slow dance. And I thought back to the day we met. It was at a show I was helping organize and so I told her if she needed anything just ask. She took it kind of literally and had me running around like a dog. And then the last request she gave me was for my number. I was curious was to what for but I assumed it was for business so I was more than happy to oblige. And so began our blossoming friendship that turned into something more. I'm really glad it did. My eyes fluttered closed as I enjoyed the moment we were sharing. A moment I would probably always treasure. The butterflies in my stomach. The sweet smell of Demi's, what I assume was expensive, perfume. The movements we followed as we danced to Vanessa and Zac's voices which were being overshadowed by Demi's own voice. It was something straight out of a movie and I wanted to savor it. At this exact time, we felt like the only people in the world. And as the chorus came back around I was content. I loved hearing the words slip from her lips. I just loved the sound of her voice. Pushing me back, she spun me around and I couldn't help but laugh as the notes signaled the bridge.
Oh no mountains too high enough, oceans too wide. Demi continued still leading the dance.
'Cause together or not, our dance won't stop
Knowing the song all too well, I joined in with her.  Let it rain, let it pour. What we have is worth fighting for. It was then I realized something but it could wait. I didn't want to ruin this random but oh so special moment.
She pushed me away at arms length before pulling me back in. I met her gaze. Her eyes were stunning. You know I believe, that we were meant to be. She spun me again this time only until I was no longer facing her, I felt her hands on my shoulders and she pulled me back signaling me to fall. I took a deep breath before letting myself tip backwards into her arms. It's like catching lightning, the chances of finding someone like you. Helping me back up, I turned back to her and wrapped my arms around her neck. She placed her hands gently on my waist but this time i took the lead remembering the basic steps from before. It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do (way we do). It wasn't long before I relinquished control again. I liked letting her lead, if allowed me to focus on the words of the song. A song from my childhood. How could anyone not be over joyed at the of their own childhood. There were just those little sweet moments that will always bring you some kind of joy. The movies and the songs all brought me a sense of happiness. And with every step together, we just keep on getting better.
So can I have this dance. Can I have this dance. I released her from my grip and she hands met once more. Can I have this dance. She dipped me and I stared up at her, feelingly a little uncomfortable this time but I was okay. I trusted her not to let me fall. Pulling me back up. Our eyes met as we both mumbled the finally line of the song.  Can I have this dance...

A silence followed but we were both smiling. "Demi." I eventually said and she just nodded in response. "What was all that about?" I asked. Taking ahold of my hands she pulled them to her shoulders. I linked my arms around her neck again as hers wrapped hers around my waist. "Y/N" I gave her a firm nod just as she did before. "You're quite the dancer, aren't you?" "I was just following your lead." I knew I was blushing but I couldn't help it. "So is this our song now?" I questioned to fill the silence that kept coming between us. It was like she wanted to say something to me but couldn't quite get it out. "Even though its from high school musical." I continued and a laugh made its way into the air from the other girls lips. "Everyone loves high school musical right? Gabriella and Troy were relationship goals." "I do love that song." With a gentle tap on the nose, a gentle laugh left the girl's lips. "I know." Returning to my waist she pulled me as close as possible. I moved my hands to the girls jaw before letting them wonder through Demi's black hair. "Kiss me." The other girl demanded and I hesitated. Shrugging, I leaned forward placing my lips on hers. My eyes fluttered closed as I took in what was happening. Her lips were soft but firm. She wasn't forceful or sloppy, just the way I liked it. Made it better when she actually kissed back. The moment was soon disturbed as our lips parted which caused me to pout. "Don't look so sad, I just...I wanted to tell you something." So I was right, she did have something to say but her words made me nervous. What if they weren't what I expected? What was I even expecting? "I don't think-I don't wanna come on too strong or anything since I mean, we haven't been dating too long." Watching her speak my hands slipped down from her hair, past her jaw and neck to her shoulders and then down to her hands. I gave them a gentle squeeze. "I just really like you." Demi nodded, a pit forming in my stomach. My heart was in overdrive. "Like really like you. You mean the world to me Y/N. I don't know what I'd do without you, just being around you makes my heart happy and I wanted you to know that." "Uh I like you too Demi." I responded, not quite sure what else to say. "No wait, I'm not done." She added quickly. "Do you remember the first time we met?" I nodded considering I was thinking about it earlier. "I must have seemed so high maintenance." "Yeah." I smirked. "I only kept asking you to do stuff so you'd coming back. So I could keep seeing you and I'm glad I did because If I hadn't, we wouldn't be here right now. I wouldn't be able to hold you in my arms or kiss you whenever I want. I wouldn't be able to say...I love you Y/N." Either my heart had stopped or it was beating too fast for me register, did she just say what I think she said? "I-I'm sorry what?" "I love you." She repeated, her head dropping as if disappointed. Maybe it was the look of shock on my face. I placed my forehead against hers. "I...I love you too Demi."  I uttered quietly. As if by magic her confidence seemed to come flooding back. Looking up Demi smirked. I matched her smirk as she backed away, letting my hands fall to my sides. I was in disbelief though if I was being honest. I was in love with her. So in love it hurt me but It was good kind of pain. And I had this song to thank. "Oh thank god, I wasn't sure if the song put you off." "Never, I love a good high school musical song." I joked. "Good because I have to whole soundtrack lined up." "Oh great." I groaned, rolling my eyes playfully.  Music started up again and I looked around us awkwardly. How was she doing that. Turning back, her hand was held out in offering.

"So what do you say Y/N? Can I have this dance?"

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