English isn't my first language, so please excuse any mistakes.
Word Count: 2308 words.
Parties were fun. (Y/N), particularly speaking, loved to party, but only when her friends were with her. She didn't see the point of partying if there was no one you liked by your side. That wasn't a good time for her, all (Y/N)'s friends seemed to be too busy to attend the party she insisted on going. Or almost all her friends.
(Y/N) saw her best friend, Bellamy Blake, leaning against one of the walls as he watched people partying. He was one of the guards of the place, responsible for the order of the party. Bellamy looked very bored, making it look like his mind was in a totally different place, until his eyes stopped in (Y/N), making a small smile appear on his face as he nodded at her. The girl smiled, starting to walk toward him, making Bellamy's smile widen.
"Cadet Blake." (Y/N) said in a mocking tone as she reached the boy's side.
"My lady." he bowed slightly to her, making her laugh. "Enjoying the party?"
"As much as you." he chuckled. "Parties aren't so fun when your best friend isn't partying together."
"Are you kidding me? I'm partying hard."
"Oh, totally." she nodded listening to a slow song start playing, making only the couples stay on the dance floor. Coincidence or not, that was one of (Y/N)'s favorite songs, which made the girl jump slightly, holding out her hand to Bellamy. "Then come party boy, dance with me."
Bell smiled slightly, shaking his head to her. (Y/N) took his hands, trying to pull toward the center of the party, but the boy pulled her back.
"(Y/N), I can't do that right now." he looked discreetly at the other guards standing close to them.
"They won't mind if you go out for a bit. The Ark won't end if Bellamy Blake dances." she tried to pull him again, but the boy just shook his head, making a sad expression appear on (Y/N)'s face. "Bell, I never get a chance to stay with you. You're always busy helping your mother or you are too busy working as a guard." she crossed her arms, lowering her head a little. "We don't even talk anymore."
Bellamy stared at the girl in front of him for a few seconds, debating with himself what he should do. He sighed and threw his hands up, surrendering, causing (Y/N) to jump excitedly.
"Just one song." he said, finally letting himself be pulled onto the dance floor.
"One song is all I need." she said, stopping when they were already beside other couples.
Like a river flows, surely to the sea.
Darling, so it goes somethings are meant to be.
(Y/N) placed her hands on Bellamy's shoulders as he brought his hands to her waist. Their eyes met, making them laugh at the moment. They looked like a couple. The thought made (Y/N) feel a little nervous, making her look away from him. She just continued to enjoy the music.
Take my hand, take my whole life too.
Bellamy's hands began to caress her waist as they moved in the rhythm of the song. (Y/N) let out a small smile, coming closer to Bellamy and letting her head rest against his chest, feeling the boy's racing heart beating.
For I can't help, falling in love with you.
"I'm glad you're here." she murmured..
"I'm glad too." he assured her, his voice sounding a little husky.
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