Taylor looked at the sky first and then to me, she smiled brilliantly. . . "Dance with me?"
I was stuck somewhere between her beautiful smile and her brilliant eyes staring at me and telling me to go under the queen's magical spell. She held my hand before I could say anything, and then I knew, I was already under her enchantment.
But. . .
"No," I teased, gaining back the confidence left in me. My knees get weak and I blur out when she does this, so as much as possible, I try to gain control.
"Harry," she said laughing a little. Seeing as she was a bit taller in this skating boots, she slid near me and leaned in, her lips near my ear. "Dance with me." She repeated in a charming way, sending goosebumps all over my skin.
When earlier, it was a question. . . now, it was an order.
Taylor did not move away, I could feel her warm breath at against my neck. Her hand was still holding mine and the other one made its way on top of my shoulder.
"Harry," she said in a whisper, "I may not be able to do this. It's December, Harry."
She doesn't need to remind me. I'm leaving, it's already December, I know and I'll leave eventually.
I sighed, my mind is in the debris of the walls she broke through so easily, I couldn't concentrate on anything in the world but her.
I slowly put my arm around her waist and we moved slowly, circling a few spaces and moving in curves very slowly. I kept my eyes on her, and it was a mistake. She was so beautiful, I could not even find it in myself to stop.
I knew it. Somewhere along the way I knew it. I should have stayed away before everything else escalated. I knew it, but not even my mind told me to run.
Meeting Taylor, I was standing on a thin sheet of frozen ice with nothing but cold water beneath me. The ice is very fragile, yet no one told me to run even though we all knew it. I should have ran when I could because if I don't, I'll fall. . . it's too late to even think about it.
The slower we danced, the faster my heart beats. Her arms were already around my neck, our foreheads touched and her lips were just one swift move away from mine. Her eyes stared directly to mine as though she was seeing my soul and studying every bit of it.
It came to the very point that I've moved my head and leaned it against her shoulder. I closed my eyes, only to feel everything about now.
Outside, it was freezing yet her warmth had fought that over. Her fragrant is a mix of coffee and flowers. I could feel her breathing and it's taking me some time to figure out whether it was her heartbeat or mine.
Inside. . . I've got no idea what I'm feeling. My best guess is it's a mixture of a load of complicated things.
"Please don't tell me this is the last time we'll do this." She whispered.
I honestly felt my heart stop for one moment.
I don't want to disappoint her. . . yet I don't want to promise either.
"Please."
I want to be honest, but it's times like this when I get confused to my core, I've got no idea what I want to say much less what I'm feeling. Nervous? Confused? Puzzled? I've got no clue.
Suddenly, the atmosphere between us is as similar as a strange, dark forest, you'll never know what you'll face next, never know what you're doing there in the first place.
"Don't do this to me." I whispered, still not moving my head from her shoulder. "Don't do this to me, Tay." I almost sound like I'm begging, mostly because I know this kind of effect from her is not something to be ignored. . . as I have done these past months. I kept ignoring it, which made it worse.
YOU ARE READING
Into The Night
Fanfic"Just give me one more chance, take my hand and I'll take you to Wonderland." Honestly, I did not choose to go to Canada, it wasn't really the first thing I want to do on my to-do list. It happened anyways, I get to meet up with new friends and some...