The two had been dancing around each other since the second they laid eyes on one another . They shouldn't work well together, the epitome of affinity. Both more head strong then a bull seeing red armoured with oozing confidence in themselves that knew no bounds. However, pride and confidence are often recognised as two sides of the same leaf, pride occasionally overpowering the other, the innate human fear of looking stupid . Yet both ironically were stupidly intimated by each other . Sat at that bar hand in hand lost in the intensity and chemistry spirally between them which locked them in an intimate trance .Vulnerability was written all over the face of the muscular man , his impressive build proving to be no match to the strength of the knots that had formed in his stomach . Can studied every expression that presented itself on her youthful visage, from the crinkle by her eyes when she found what he was saying questionable to the way she scrunched up her nose in laughter when he said something silly . She too was equally as in awe of the man that towered over her , his hair sliced back into a tight bun shining under the hall lights . The fire in his eyes when he looked at her , almost daring her to do something , anything . To an outsider theylooked like two halves of a whole, lovers even . Polen certainly thought so as her gaze pierced through them almost trying to separate the two with her eyes .
A change in song finally led the pair onto the dance floor. His arms had weaved around her slim waist expertly as if he'd had others in this position before , Sanem thought . His strong hold rather knowingly or unknowingly led the two in the intimate position of being pressed against each other . Sanem turned her nose up towards him challengingly a questionable smiled teasing away at her lips. For a man that supposedly had a "girlfriend" his open body language said othewise. Can shook his head at the unpredictable woman in his arms concealing a grin by biting the corner of his lip as she gingerly pressed her palms against his chest , encouraging them in swaying to the faint sound of Alev Alev by Derya Yildirim . The intensity of song added to the weight of the atmosphere . Sanem gleemed in content humming along to the song , her eyes lost in his . An elated Cey Cey and Deren watched from a far as the two cosied up to each other . Admittedly the technicalities of there situation played on Sanems mind and wouldn't allow her to fully enjoy the first major moment the two shared together . This was aided by Sanems inner voice playing the devils advocate .He has a girlfriend have some respect .
An overwhelming guilt overpowered the vulnerable girl .Was this wrong ? was her feeling so comfortable and safe wrong ?. Yes she concluded , if her happiness was at the expense of another who as she observed from a glance across the hall, was going pink with rage .The torn woman sighed , on one hand was her conscience of doing whats right and on the other was this chisled to perfection Greek god of a man who made her feel safe. Sanem gave him a weak smile before stating ."This is wrong" matter of factly , pushing away the hands that she so despratley wanted to hold walking away from her. Only turning back when she reached a worried Cey cey and Deren.
Can looked lost in a sea of dancers at first , but even his posture changed as soon as Polen charged at him guns blazing. Sanem observed Can slowly losing his patience with the woman as Polen was waving her champagne glass in his face then using it to motion towards Sanem .
"You're going to throw away 3 years of us for her ! O kim Can soyle ! ". Polen raged in disbelief, taking a breath then continuing her tantrum with a chain of curse words directed at Sanem . A tear slipped from the girl who was equally as shocked as Polen . Realisation hitting Sanem like a ton of bricks, she had been played . The enraged girl spun on her heels . She had to leave , she didn't deserve this ! .
"Sanem lutfen bekle , lutfen !" Deren yelled chasing after her livid friend followed by Cey Cey and Leyla . Hearing the breathlessness in her friends voice Sanem stopped and faced them .
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FanficDISCONTINUED What happens when Sanem moves half way across the country to Ankara to peruse her writing dreams and is forced to drag her newly ex- engaged sister with her . ~lightly based around the context of friends but not as comedic ~ -NOT A PR...