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"Dance is a conversation between a body and a soul."

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Ash's P.O.V.

'Wise men say' ♪

He brought his hand forward and offered it to me.

'Only fools rush in'

I held it.

'But I can't help'

He caught hold of my other hand and grabbed me towards him.

'Falling in love with you'

Finally, he twirled me around.

'Shall I stay?'

He slowly placed his hand on my back.

'Would it be a sin?'

We stretched our hands to the outside, still holding each others'. I placed my other hand on his shoulder.

'If I can't help falling in love with you.'

Then, we moved left and right, step by step; Our hands still stretched out.

'Like a river flows.'

And he twirled me again, releasing one of his hands and keeping it behind his back.

'Surely to the sea.'

He held both my hands again and stepped a little behind.

'Darling so it goes.'

And he pulled me, making me bend behind as he held me.

'Somethings, are meant to be.'

He pulled me up, making me wrap my hands around his neck, as he wrapped his around my waist.

'Take my hand.'

And he literally took my hand.

'Take my whole life too.'

He picked me up at that. Oh God! This is getting too touchy and unnecessarily romantic.

'For I can't help, falling in love with you.'

He finally got me sitting on the bed, and we were no more dancing.


"Liked the surprise boss?"

"Yeahhh. I mean, Elvis is just so good."

"Excuse me?!?!"

"What?"

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