{ THIS IS NOT A FINISH CHAPTER - I JUST FELT I NEEDED TO UPDATE }
~~ This is SUPER late and I'm really sorry about that. Just been redicoulously busy. Anyway this was supposed to be a birthday present for my cousin.... I'm kind of late on that. Like a month late. As in her birthday was April 22 and it's been more than a month. Opps.
Sorry. Enjoy :) x
Song: "Dream a Little Dream of Me" - Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong
Song During the dance: "The Nearness Of You" - Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong
April's POV
Andrew took my hand, guiding me into a small, but classy, resturant. Leaning close to the usher he uttered a few words and we were lead outside. There was a small pavillion over some musicians who were playing a slow song as some other couples danced in the green surrounding them. Just beyond that were the tables, stationed in a circular fashion around their small shelter.
Andrew pulled out a chair for me, letting me sit. Soon enough he was making me laugh and smile like a little girl. His smile, his laugh, his eyes when they lit up. He was all I could see. He looked over at the band that continuted to play slow, jazzy songs. "Care to dance?" he asked, silencing my thoughts.
"I'd love to." I said softly. He stood up offering his hand and I took it, letting him lead me onto the dance floor. Once he found an adiquet spot he turned his body to face mine, and moved his free hand to rest on my waiste while mine rested on his shoulder. He lifted our clasped hands a little as he began to sway and I followed his steps.
As we move along I press closer to him, moving my hand from his shoulder to the nape of his neck. His forehead is pressed to mine and our eyes are fluttered shut for a moment. When mine flutter back open I find him looking at me, a small smile on his face. I quickly focus my eyes on something else and tittered a little as I blushed.
"You know," he started in a low tone, "You look beautiful tonight."
"Are you saying I don't look beautiful every night?" I finally joked.
"You're beautiful every day, but tonight you look ravishing. I can't take my eyes off you."
"Well aren't you charming," I said in my best southern accent. "Just darling." I smacked his chest lightly in a joking manner. That made him laugh, and his boyish chuckling filling my ears.
"That was terrible," he choked out between fits.
"I thought it was quite perfect." I said in reply, this time in a British tone.
"No, no, that's worse." He laughed, pulling away as he doubled over in laughter. I quickly joined him in soft giggles.
"It was, wasn't it."
He nodded as he recovered, a smirk on his lips as he returned to posture. "It was."
