it was the school dance.
i didn't expect you to be there but then my friend told me that you were right behind me.
i quickly moved away because i was scared.
of what though?
i tried enjoying myself, but i couldn't.
you kept looking at me?
each time you would stare at me, my friend who was in front of me, would inform me.
so i'd look at you and you'd look away.
you grabbed a balloon and flicked it right at my face on accident.
and you started laughing and so did i.
so many people wanted to dance with you, or dance on you, but then you'd look up, glance at me...and then what it looked like, you'd deny them.
why?
after a while, it got hot and so i got out of the ocean of people.
i thought you were on the other side of the crowd, but when i looked around, you were right behind me again.
my heart was pounding. but i ignored it.
my other friend whispered something in your ear, so i couldn't hear.
but i'm pretty positive she told you to grab my waist and dance with me.
when she moved your hands to my waist, i swear to god, i almost shit myself.
you moved closer to me, my back slightly gazing against your chest.
after a few seconds, you put your hands down because i'm pretty sure you felt how nervous i was.
thank you.
i started dancing a bit, but then my friend pulled me away saying that she needed my phone to call her dad.
i'm sorry.
i hope i didn't ruin your fun.
