I couldn't stop myself, I had to know the feeling he was feeling. I weaved my body through the crowd of sweating grinding bodies. I was in front of him, he was still dancing, his eyes were still closed and his arms were swaying in the air. Impulsively I grabbed his hand and held it before closing my own eyes and swaying in time to the music.
I suddenly realized why he looked so at peace, with your eyes closed and the deafening music vibrating around you, it sent you into a surreal world. Nothing mattered but the music.
Finally I was sucked back into reality when the song changed and I opened my eyes.
He was staring at me, I thanked the dark for hiding the blush that was slowly creeping onto my face and smiled sheepishly at him, surprisingly he smiled back and I realized we were still holding hands. However none of us made a move to let go.
"Hey!" I shouted at him over the music, I waved at him with my other hand and subtly checked him out. He was wearing ripped black skinny jeans, a black tee, and black boots and had longish black messy hair.
"Hi!" he shouted back half smiling. He held my hand tighter and pulled me across the heaving room, leading me through the entrance to outside.
It suddenly became awkward now that we had the chance to have a proper conversation. I figured I should probably explain why I had suddenly grabbed his hand, and started dancing with him earlier when we were complete strangers. I studied our linked hands before dropping mine from his. I finally looked at his face and to my surprise he was watching me.
He grabbed my hand again, "it just feels right y'know?" he said as way of explanation. I nodded my head in understanding, he was right.
"I'm uh, Dillon" I introduced myself.
"Lincoln" he said and then shook our joined hands. I smiled at him and he chuckled, "so you wanna come somewhere with me?"
I already knew what my answer would be but I pretended to consider so that I didn't look to eager.
"It depends where were going, plus I only just met you, what if your actually planning to kill me?"
"You'll just have to trust me" he smirked and squeezed my hand. I shrugged and then finally nodded my head.
"come on, let me take you on an adventure darling"
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Teen Fiction"I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE!" I screamed at him, punching him weakly in the chest. He held my face in his hands, his thumbs softly wiping away the tears that had begun to roll down my cheeks. His forehead was pressed against mine, his breath on my face...
