Love Letters |tracob|

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jacob

after tons of congratulations, and people coming up to me to talk about football, it was closer to becoming later in the evening.

people wouldn't usually expect to see me dancing tonight - or even be here - be here i am.

connor and matt are acting like they're at a gay club or something with the dances they're doing, and troye of course made some new friends. that's expected because he's very social and easy to talk to.

"jacob come on" he said dragging out the 'b' in my name, "when are we gonna dance" he asked pulling my arm towards the dance floor.

"later i will" i said

"i'm gonna dance with someone else if you dont dance with me" he threatened

"i promise i will, but later though" i said

of course 'later' i gave in and got bored.

at first, i just walked onto the dance floor and i was acting really awkward i know that, but troye made me feel a little comfortable. i would bump into a lot of people around me, which was really weird because i was just standing there, right near the dj, with music blaring in my ear.

"just get loose," he said grabbing my hands in his and he started dancing like a noodle to the upbeat music.

i didnt really know what to do, to be honest, i was so tall and i could just see everyone dancing around, but i didnt know how to do that.

i just started jumping like troye but i knew i looked really bad so i stopped.

"troye, i really can't dance"

"yes you can, just dance like you have the music blasting in your room and you're dancing in the mirror"

"i cant though... i'm just gonna go back to the table"

i started walking back to the table and i got through midway, with troye trying to follow me when the disco colored lights dimmed and they were no longer colorful. there were yellow and white lights, but it was mostly dim and blue.

"jacob"

i turned back to troye and then the dj said over the mic "alright ladies and gentle men, this is the first slow dance of the night"

i looked into troyes eyes and then i said "i don't know how to slow dance"

"it's easy, just go like this..." he said taking my hand and putting it around his waist to his back, "and then i go like this," putting his arms around my neck.

the song "The Night We Met" came on by Lord Huron, and everything felt perfect.

we started to sway and we just looked at each other, i examined all his features: his blue sparkling eyes between his long eyelashes. his beautiful birthmark on his cheek. in my eyes he's perfect.

absolutely perfect.

i was going to read the speech that i recited over and over in my head, but then he laid his head on my shoulder. i just let the music lead the way to how things will go. let fate, rather decide what to happen next.

troye

for a couple minutes jacob and i just looked at each other, looking at each other's eyes, his lips, his hair. he's the most gorgeous human being alive.

i laid my head on his shoulder and it felt like it was meant to be there. i could feel his heart beating in his chest, but i don't think he knew that. it felt like i was in love with him, if only he felt the same way. if only he wasn't straight.