By the time we finished eating, the sky was pitch black, dotted with glistening stars. There was a cool breeze but it was still warm. In other words, it was a gorgeous night.
We were all chatting when H gasped, "This is my favourite song! We have to go and dance," and she jumped up, pulling Harry behind her. Tom looked at me expectantly, and I rolled my eyes as I got up and walked over to H and Tom. The chorus of 'Domino' came blasting through the speakers on the beach and we all started dancing. When that one finished, 'Dance With Me Tonight' came on. I love Olly Murs. H and I were singing along at the top of our voices - we have no shame when it comes to good music. The DJ announced his last song, just as 'I Won't Give Up' (Jason Miraz) played.
Tom took my hand and said, "May I?"
I smiled at the cheesiness but nodded anyway. He wrapped his arms round my waist and rested his chin on the top of my head. I reached my arms up and draped my arms round his neck and rested my head on his chest, hearing the steady beating of his heart. I had a strange feeling of warmth run through me.
He pulled me even closer to him and his arms tightened around my waist. I looked up at him and he smiled.
"I'm gonna miss you, Laura,"
"The feeling isn't mutual, honey," I winked. He chuckled and said,
"You're lying,"
"No I'm not," and I blushed. Again. What the hell is wrong with me?!
"Whatever you say," and he winked.
Then we all walked silently up to our rooms, smiling.
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The Calm Before the Storm
Short StoryLife is pretty good for Laura Cook. She lives a normal life in a semidetached house in Brighton, with a normal family and a best friend. She's never been jealous of the "populars", because boys aren't high up her list of priorities. Her family and f...
