The Getaway (A short story)

The Getaway

Colorful lights danced around the room, the loud music filled the needle-like spaces between the dancing youths. The young free-spirited youths danced their hearts out, as if releasing all the pressure, stress, pain joy, and love.

"Andrew? Let's dance, c'mon" a girl wearing a red mini dress lingered to Andrew's body, her arms slowly wrapped around his toned arms.

"Why are you here, Natasha?" Andrew's brows furrowed, his forehead creased showing his disapproval of Natasha's sudden appearance.

Even with Andrew's expression of disgust.

"Andrew, c'mon" she insisted.

Andrew's brown eyes roamed around the room, and stopped at the sight of a fair girl wearing a black dress, her brown hair reached the curves of her waist. But her almond shaped eyes, her perfect nose and her pink lips catched his attention the most.

"I'm with someone else" he smiled at Natasha whose eyes are widening out of shock.

"Are you kidding me, Andrew?" Natasha raised a brow.

"No I'm not" Andrew flashed a cheeky smile. "Now, will you excuse me for a sec? I have to go to my DATE" Andrew took his arm back and turned his back on Natasha.

His eyes were fixed on this beautiful girl, her face was expressionless, it seemed like the loud music and the dancing crowd didn't bother her as she sipped from her cup. Andrew reached her place; her expressionless face began to light up, her forehead creased out of confusion.

Andrew leaned beside her, their eyes met, "How would you like to be a hero for tonight?"

Her eyes widened, "What?" she looked around making sure Andrew was talking to her. Andrew repeated what he just said, the girl just laughed at him.

"I'm dead serious here, miss. It's a matter of life and death" Andrew smiled at her, making sure she would get the note of exaggeration in his tone.

"Well, I don't know, it depends" she shrugged her shoulders.

"Be my pretend girlfriend for tonight" he spitted.

She laughed and bowed her head, "How would THAT make me a hero?"

Andrew explained how much he wanted to escape from Natasha's clinginess, she also noticed a girl that was glaring at them while they talked. If only looks could kill.

"What's your name?" Andrew asked.

"You can call me Gaby, for now" she smiled.

Andrew and Gaby talked for hours at the club, Andrew also bought her drinks, specifically the non-alcoholic ones. They look like they have known each other for years, they look at each other as if there's no one else around and they laugh like nobody's watching. There was minimal touching because Andrew knew his limits with Gaby, their stares and smiles were enough to prove that they are in a relationship.

"If you're not here for the drinks, then why are you here?" she asked.

"Because I want a getaway, far far away from my problems, and maybe because I want to make the most of my remaining days in this country" he answered.

"Deep" she commented. "Unlike me, I came here for the drinks! Their iced tea is the best!" she smiled a smile that made Andrew stare at her for a moment.

"Let's talk outside?" Andrew invited.

They got out of the noisy room, and walked on the empty streets. They talked about their life, experiences and almost about everything.

"I want a getaway too" she said without looking at Andrew.

"What do you want to do, then?" Andrew asked.