The wrong cab - Soulmates?!

chapter five

Whan I asked what she is doing here that she has to moan in public, she just stared at me for a solid 8 seconds before she said that she is forced to go to a party" Aaaaaand he tells everything, I can feel my face already heating up again.
Cassie starts laughing so hard, she would have fallen, if she wouldn't have grabbed my arm. "I like you, I am Cassie and the living fire that stared at you is Allie. Nice to meet you." She said when she calmed herself down and stretched out her hand towards him.
" Nice to meet you too, I am Ash" he says taking her hand and shaking it. "So you're going to Tony's party ?"" Yes I assume you are also going? More or less happy about it?" He glances at me with a smile that could end war and save the world. " Yes you're absolutely correct, what are you doing? Are you going to college or are you working?" Cassie asked.
Until this point I just watched the two idiots like a tennis match, but now I couldn't resist but say something. " That's rude Cassie you can't ask somebody you literally just met about their personal life!"
"It's okay Honey, I am working in a publishing house here in New York and you two? You are probably in College, so what are you studying?" He says ' Did he just call me Honey ?!' " Why do you call me honey?" Is all I can say. " Because you reminded me of honey. Don't ask me why ?"
As those words arrive at my brain and I try really hard to process  what he just said, I hear a snoring noise from my right side that reminded me of a dying pig, but I know better to identify the noise as Cassie trying to hide her laughing. 
"Just call me Allie." was all I could say while trying to ignore that a complete stranger was giving me nicknames that sounded like they would come directly from a Jane Austin novel, and of course I was trying to ignore the dying tomato next to me. "No, this name doesn't fit you at all, I am finding something new!" He says, so convinced of his idea, that I dont say anything against it. I mean I won't see him again anyways. " Yes we go to college, we go to Fordham College and I study social economy and ,whatever you call this small Highlander, study's Literature and Ballet." Cassie answered for us. " Do you live on Campus? And on which?"
Theyre just having a normal conversation without me, but with me as a subject. "Yes, we live on Campus Lincoln center and I don't have classes on Rose Hill but Allie has." "Cool"
And FINALLY we hear the familiar 'pling' and the elevated doors open. I nearly run out, so I can get away from those dorks. But when I see the mess I immediately stop right in my track ' No, not with me, I won't go any more steps into this mass of drunk people who are just jumping and drinking and some are snogging.' When suddenly I feel a hand on my back and someone takes my right hand. Ash who gently pushed his hand onto my back smiles at me warmly and gives me a reassuring nod and Cassie who is holding my hand just looks excited and tucks at my hand trying to go faster so she can become a part of the mass of crazy people who senselessly dance. And even if this isnt much and I hardly even know Ash at all they boosted my confidence and also they brought me to the bar.
I order a cola, because I would have to take that dance class tomorrow noon and I would definitely be tired. But having a hangover at the same time would be so much worse, especially because we are having a stage call tomorrow.
"So you study literature?" Ash starts a conversation, sliding into the bar stool next to mine. I look at my right for help but all I see is Cassie disappearing in the crowd already jumping like crazy. ' damn, now she made all this effort for getting me here and now she is gone. Letting me alone with a nearly stranger at a party full of strangers'
" Yes, I like literature it is very interesting" I reply, because he is the only one I have left now who I know at least the name of. "I like literature too, I mean I work as a publisher" he smiles and his eyes started shining like stars when he mentiones his job. " Wouldn't be so good to hate literature with your job."
"That's true, but you also dance?" He is drinking his tequila, but I feel his eyes on me every second of this conversation, even if I'm looking down. "Yes I study ballet, because I want to dance in a professional company someday" it is much easier to talk to him than I expected it to be.
Especially because I know we won't fall in love. I know that I don't want to have those feelings and I know that I won't have those feelings. Despite that he is a lot prettier than me and could date a Victoria secrets star,  also he wouldn't like me as much that he could be around me all the time. And why exactly am I having these thoughts now, just because I look at him?

After two hours he had to suddenly go away , we talked those two hours without interruption.
I am dancing with Cassie, whose  eyebrows now seem to have a tap dancing contest.
I roll my eyes and tell her that I can indeed appreciate beauty when I see it WITHOUT falling in love with it and wanting more. She didn't believed me but I did and that's more important.