I'm Yours [h.s]

Chapter 26 ~Tonight, we dance~

Chapter 26 ~ Tonight, we dance!

My mind wasn’t aching, my heart wasn’t breaking. I was instead feeling light hearted and smiled. I grinned. I wasn’t thinking about any consequences, I allowed myself to be happy. It was a good feeling. It was better than sitting at a bar and drinking whiskey, or smashing things against walls and listening to angry songs.

It felt way better than anything really. I felt like the earth I was walking on was as soft as clouds. Gravity wasn’t even pulling me, I felt like flying away happily.

Molly. Oh god, Molly. She is beautiful, mesmerising, breath taking, everything a man can ask for. And she was sitting right beside me. She was laughing with me – at me, might I add – and smiling because of me. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I wanted to capture this moment by camera because I was scared – utterly frightened – that it won’t happen again. I’m scared that my caged guilt will come out again and deprive me from any happiness. I’m scared I’ll turn crazy and see Lora again.

I’m scared, because of my guilt, I’ll end up alone.

Nevertheless, Molly showed no signs of giving up on me. She sat by me, she talked to me; she ate fruits with me, and blushed at every complement I offered her.

I liked it. It is peaceful.

Molly and I sat backstage on our last concert together on one of the couches. We sat close. Her knee was touching mine and it was the most satisfying gesture my body has to go through – excluding the night Molly and I shared. The amount of body contact there lit fires that even fire fighters wouldn’t be able to calm down.

“Red is a prettier colour though” I commented after our hard laughter died. We were so loud that glances from the crew were sent to us continuously; however, no one approached us – not even dear Josh.

“Nope, red looks like blood, fire, deadly things. Yellow tops all” she argued back. I just adored the bickering between us over colours; it was simple, childish and pure.

“But it’s also the colour of apples!” I threw my hands in the air faking frustration, “And yellow is also the colour of urine”

Molly laughed loudly again, crinkling her nose in disgust – a gesture I will never fail to admire adoringly.

“But yellow is the colour of the sun. If it wasn’t for the sun, you would be pale as a ghost” she gestured about my newly tanned complex.

“Inside the sun there’s fire, which is” I placed my finger over my chin pretending to think, “Oh let me guess, RED!!”

Molly rubbed her face, got up and walked away from me. I laughed loudly and jogged over to her, “Fine, yellow is better than red”

The approving smile that appeared on her face was enough to send the fluttering in my stomach into explosions – who knows, she might be the reason I’ll need to be hospitalized.

“Come on!” Louis pulled me away from Molly; “We need to be up in like two minutes” We stood under the stage, as my eyes frantically searched for Molly. One glimpse won’t hurt right?

Louis scoffed beside me. I raised my eyebrows at him questioningly.

“You’re so love struck”

“Am not!”

“Yes you are! Literally you were with her five seconds ago and you’re already feeling lonely”

“Says the one who calls Eleanor every night to say goodnight”

“Yeah, I love her!”

Love!