Midnight Memories

7. Ana

A/N

I'm evil.

Okay here it is.

IMPORTANT A/N AT THE END KAY?! KAY.

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I sat on my bed, just scrolling through my twitter. I knew we were leaving in two days but frankly I couldn't get myself to think about that. My mind was racing on what had happened the night of the wedding. Everything seemed to be replaying constantly in my head. 

Dancing with Liam he had said a lot of things and we talked. Before coming to Paris, I hadn't really gotten to know Liam, but I had seen him around, and...may...or may not...have "observed" him from a distance. And he made my heart pound in my chest and my stomach do a tap dance off a cliff. He had this effect on me I guess you could say. 

And dancing together last night, well let's just say it felt like a dream...

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"Uh i'm not good at dancing," I said as Liam took my hand. I felt eyes watching us since I was the maid of honor and Liam was the Best man. It was a bit unnerving because I never really did well in spotlights but Liam just grasped my hand firmly, placing a hand on my waist.

As we slowly danced around I tried not to step on his feet, considering I sucked completely at dancing. Like really. A raccon with rabies would beat me at slow dancing any day. "You're doing fine," Liam said softly as we slowly made our way around. 

He twirled  me around, before grasping my hand again and retaining our first position. "What was that?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Um, a twirl," Liam said, as we continued dancing. "I like your hair," He said out of the blue, haha, get it? Blue? No. Okay.

I looked down at my dip dyed hair and smiled. "Thanks, just thought I'd match the Bridal dresses," I said. 

"It looks nice," Liam said making blood rush to my cheeks. Stupid cheeks. Why can't you just stop being all red? Why can't you be purple instead or something. Well atleast it was dark, Liam couldn't see my blush very well.

Then as if god decided to punish me a spotlight moved onto me and Liam as we danced around. Making everything a gazillion times brighter. Great, now my face was going to be even more flushed and I'll look like a cherry. 

"Are you blushing?" Liam asked, the ghost of a smile on his lips. Not that I was looking at his lips. They were just there okay? I have to look up at him because he's taller and his lips are just- WABAM- right there. Not that i'm only concentrating on his lips and that I think they're WABAM, but i mean they are- but not that I want to kiss him- I- just-He- I'm going to stop talking about Liam's lips now.

"What? No, these lights are just making my face flush, I hate spotlights, both metaphorically and literally," I said plainly. Nice save Ana. You don't suck after all. YAY.

Liam nodded and just continued dancing around with me. "So, uh, how are things with you and Sopia?" I asked trying to start a conversation.

I felt Liam tense under my touch, and I felt like, if there weren't so many people watching, Liam might have just made up an excuse and left me there. "O-Uh-fine," He said too quickly.

"You sure?" I asked, noticing how pale Liam had gotten in under 3 seconds.

"Yeah, everything's briliant, absolutely amazing," He said, his body still tense, and his words slurred. "Get ready," He said quickly.