Short Stories!

The Masquerade Ball (Romance)

Quick side note: Not really much to say here. I've had this idea for a while, and I finally wrote it! Hope you enjoy!

A ball. 

Of all places to take her, he takes her to a ball. 

And not just a ball, no, he decides to take her to a masquerade ball. 

She told him so many times how she loves to get lost in the crowds and forget who she is for a night, if only just a night. 

And forgetting who she is means forgetting who he is. 

She's told him this!

So why would he bring her to a ball?! 

A slight tug on his arm reminds him that he didn't come to this ball alone, and that if he brought a date, he should probably attend to her. 

She giggles at his startled face and pull him onto the dance floor with an easy grace that seems to come with every one of her movements. 

He freezes. 

He can't dance! 

Then why did he take her to a ball?! 

Because she likes them! 

But he can't dance! 

He knows! 

Again he feels the tug on his arm and looks to see the girl giggling softly again. 

She steps close to him, stands on her tiptoes, and utters two simple words, and runs of through the crowd.

Words that, to any outsider, will have no true meaning. 

But to him, it made him breathe a sigh of relief and let his thoughts flood with memories of a simpler past, memories of two children playing games in an empty ballroom. 

And so, he starts through the ballroom, laughter in his eyes, and starts a game, a game that would last the whole night. 

A game that had been played in this very ballroom many times before, for hours on end. 

Her words still ringing in his ears he mutters hurried "Excuse me"s while running through the ballroom as fast as he could while it was so full. 

"Find me."