She didn't know why she said but she did "Come dance with me" she watched as his blue eyes widened and his face turned as red as his dusty red hair. She tossed her auburn hair her shoulder. Exposed; that's how she felt. She wasn't that pretty with dark hair and murky blue eyes "Yes" the entire world faded out. When he put his hands in her shoulders she got a tingling feeling. Not the feeling when her skin broke like it so often did, and her blood refused to clot. No this was nerves. As the song continued her leaned in and whispered "I'm yours" After that she just couldn't get rid of her smile.
This is also D.D by the way. I know I didn't add it in at the beginning so sorry. Also this is in the writers point of view.
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The Photographer's eye
RomanceThe only nameless love story I've ever written. (Probably the last one too!)
