Magical - Mollie and AJ's Strictly Story

Part 17 - Won't ever live that down

Oh dear, Mirror-Mollie, we can't stop smiling now! I don't think I will ever live down my reaction to being through. To be honest, I could watch it over and over again. It is pure, unabashed dorky delight! This dork is going to Blackpool!

Oh, and then I did the full-on Ore Oduba and properly cried in the Clauditorium. And I knew one person would already be ready to wipe away those tears. He has been my rock. He knows I have given it all, and he accepts when my all isn't enough. He knows how much everything means to me. He's just always been ready to hold me together. Those gentle thumb circles on my waist might just have saved me from insanity. Those sweet words whispered in my ear – how does he even manage to make it soft enough that the microphones don't pick it up, yet I hear every word? Even when we were through he held me together. Who could want more from a man?

I'll blame my emotions on it being remembrance day. And what can a girl do when his mum writes on insta that he dances for you – not with you, but for you. She must know. I hope she realises I will never break his heart. I can't even put what he means into words in my own head – he is chemistry, he is magical. He's like nothing I've ever encountered before.

I am on such a high! Squeeeeeeee! Safe, safe, safe! I see you bouncing and clapping your hands in the mirror. And we get to go to Blackpool. Via Hull to see my Nana. I would love to know what she thinks of us together – I know traditionally in a relationship the man should be older, but you can't account for the deck of cards fate hands you.

And, perhaps most surprisingly of all, the thing I've taken from tonight is that whatever I have with him, it will continue outside of the bubble. You can't prop someone up the way he has and just disappear. I almost felt like he needed to hold on to me as much as I needed it. When we announced as safe, neither of us wanted to let go. And I feel a relief that hasn't been there before the other dance offs. A feeling that he'd be meeting my Nana-Eileen whether we were going to Blackpool or not. That this is meant to be.