A Night To Remember - Muke

Chapter 3

Luke

"C'mere" Michael grabbed my wirst and pulled me to the dance floor, the romantic pink and purple lights illuminating it, and the band playing some cheesy waltz song, a few couples were dancing around us, they moved along with the slow beat, they looked graceful, almost like they're floating, but that wouldn't happen with me, I'm a 2 mts tall dork with two left feet

"Mike, I don't know how to dance" I whispered

"Oh dear Lucas" he smirked "You don't have to know how to dance, you only have to know how to count"

"How..?"

"Follow me" Mike chuckled, he placed one hand in my right shoulder, slightly touching my neck and sending tickles to my whole body, his other hand found his way to my left hand, his pale, slender fingers intertwined with mines, they were soft and didn't feel cold, or warm, unlike my hand, which was sweaty and a bit shaky

He glared at me, waiting for me to do something, I giggled nervously and slowly placed my other hand in his waist and he chuckled "Luke, you do realize I don't bite right?"

"Yeah.. sorry" I bit my lip

"Now.. 1, 2, 3" he moved his feet back and forth as I awkwardly copied his steps as best as I could without crashing his foot with mine

We kept dancing like that until I got used to the repetitive compass "I think I'm getting good at this"

"You're natural" he whispered, making the space between us even closer, he replaced his hand placing his head on my shoulder, now his breath's hitting my neck and both of his arms are on my waist, almost hugging me

I put my other hand on his waist and now we're just moving with the music, letting the romantic environment to invade us, "Look" Michael suddenly stopped in his steps and pointed to the principal table

"What?"

"The bouquet" It was a pink roses bouquet, different of all the red and white roses which were distributed in the salon

"What's with it?"

"Let's steal it!"

"Wh? Why?"

"Because is fun, I told you Lucas, this night is all about having fun" He said before walking to the table "Make a distraction!" he mouthed

I took a champagne glass and hit it with a small, metallic spoon, it produced a high pitched sound gaining everyone's attention away from the table "Kiss, Kiss, Kiss" I stared and everyone immediately following me and aweing when the married couple did so

I sneaked out and followed Mike, who just went running with the bouquet and a bunch of other stuff to a janitors closet. When we both were already inside I closed the door behind us and we laughed like maniacs

"I told you I'll be fun" he said sitting on the floor beside some cleaning instruments

"Yeah, you were right, isn't that supposed to be for the single ladies?" I said pointing the roses in his hand

"I'm single! And they're gonna die alone anyway" He replied as I sat next to him "Want some?" He asked lifting a bottle of wine in his hand

"Sure" I said, he opened the bottle with a pop and took a sip of the light liquid before handing it to me "So.. single heh?" I drank from the cold bottle, tasting the bitter liquid

"Yep, single" He bit his lip with his white, perfect, little teeth. We stayed like that for a while, just staring at each other, every little part of me begging to kiss him. Without noticing, we were getting closer, our noses just inches apart, I could feel the alcohol in his minty breath

"I'm not kissing you either" he suddenly smirked

"Why???" I whined surprised

"Because the fantasy breaks, what if it isn't perfect? it'll ruin all the perfect night thingy"

"What if I promise you it'll be perfect?"

"You can't promise that" he replied

"You're mean, I know you said no sex but I thought we could fool around at least"

"Lucas.." he smirked "I never said we couldn't fool around"

*Author Note*

I just realized how much "we've got tonite" fits this story :D

I don't make love, I fuck, hard

Annie♥