Dreaming of YOU

Chapter 2 :Echoes of the Heart

As the music swelled around them, Yvo found himself lost in Maya's gaze. It was as if the chaotic world of the prom faded away, leaving just the two of them in a bubble of shared laughter and stolen glances. Every twirl and sway felt electric, igniting something inside him he hadn't realized he was missing.

"What are you thinking about?" Maya asked, her voice a gentle whisper against the upbeat rhythm.

Yvo hesitated, the weight of his secret pressing on him. Should he tell her about the girl in his dreams? How she felt so real, yet so unattainable? Instead, he smiled, playing the charming rogue he always was. "Just thinking how lucky I am to dance with the most beautiful girl here."

Maya blushed, a soft pink rising in her cheeks. "You're just saying that."

"No, I mean it," he said, and for the first time in a long while, he realized he did mean it.

As they continued to dance, Yvo felt an unfamiliar warmth blossoming in his chest. The thrill of the chase he had always reveled in paled in comparison to this connection. Yet, the shadow of the dream girl loomed in the back of his mind, whispering doubts into his ear. What if this was just another fleeting moment?

Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and a slow song filled the air. Couples around them paired off, and for a moment, Yvo hesitated. Should he pull Maya closer, or would that ruin the fragile spark between them?

"May I have this dance?" he asked, extending his hand with a nervous smile.

Maya's eyes lit up as she took his hand, and he pulled her into a slow embrace. The world melted away, and it felt as if they were the only two people in existence.

In that intimate space, Yvo felt the echoes of his dreams intertwine with reality. He could almost hear her laughter, the way she always seemed to know him, to understand his unspoken fears and desires.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" Maya asked, breaking the spell.

Yvo chuckled lightly, the tension easing. "I usually think it's just a line guys use to impress girls."

Maya raised an eyebrow playfully. "And what if I said I felt it with you right now?"

His breath caught in his throat. Could it be possible? "I don't know, but I feel something," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Just then, the music shifted again, and Yvo's heart sank. The upbeat tempo replaced the tender moment, and reality rushed back in like a tide. He glanced around the room, seeing his friends laughing and dancing, the familiar sight of his old life reasserting itself.

"Want to grab some punch?" he suggested, eager to prolong their time together.

"Sure!" Maya smiled, and they wove through the crowd, laughter spilling between them. Yet, in the back of his mind, the dream girl's presence lingered, as if watching him, waiting for him to decide.

At the punch bowl, the atmosphere shifted slightly. A group of girls nearby giggled and whispered, casting glances in Yvo's direction. One of them, a girl he recognized from school, approached with a smirk.

"Look who's gone soft!" she teased, eyeing Maya. "Yvo, aren't you the playboy? What's with the sweet act?"

Yvo felt his cheeks flush. He had been so caught up in the moment with Maya that he had forgotten his reputation. "Just having fun," he replied, forcing a casualness he didn't quite feel.

"Right," the girl shot back, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Let's hope this one lasts longer than a week!"

Maya's smile faltered for a moment, and Yvo's heart sank. He quickly turned to her. "Ignore them. They don't know what they're talking about."

But Maya's eyes were clouded with uncertainty. "I just—"

"Let's not let them ruin our night," he interrupted, desperate to keep the magic alive. "Dance with me again?"

With a hesitant nod, Maya took his hand, and they returned to the dance floor. Yvo pulled her close, determined to chase away the shadows of doubt. He was falling for her, and it scared him. But he also couldn't shake the feeling that his dream girl was somehow linked to Maya.

As they swayed to the music, Yvo made a silent vow. He would uncover the truth about his dreams and figure out who his heart truly belonged to. The night was far from over, and he was ready to face whatever came next.