DANCING IN LOVE

4

Finding my way back to our table is not as easy as I thought it would be. I kind of loose orientation and probably walk into the complete opposite direction but I somehow manage to find a way back there anyways. I should definitely ask Lexi and her new flame to come to the dance floor with me. Liam, or the mute one, as I would call him, probably wouldn't want to come but I don't mind. 

When I have the red velvet sofa in sight again, I'm surprised - but in a negative way. Lexi and Matthew are gone. I take a seat and probably I look very confused because Mr. Mute opens his mouth and says "They went on the dance floor." "Oh", is everything I can manage to say. Hmm... It was going so well and now they're gone. I guess I could join them, but I can tell by the way they looked at each other, that there's something going on so I don't want to disturb them. 

But I can also have fun on my own, at least with my delicious cocktail, standing right in front of me. I sip on the straw and let out a laugh. "What?", the brown haired asks me, raising his eyebrow. "Nothing. It's just funny how we both came here with our friends and now they hooked up and left us all alone." 

"Yeah, it is. I guess." Liam lets out a little chuckle, but immediately turns back to being serious. "But I'm alright on my own. I don't need anyone to have fun with. So I don't mind that Matthew left me."

"Oookay, so then just be alone together, I guess..." is all that comes to my mind for an answer. He lets out another giggle. "I don't mind being alone with a pretty girl... so could you leave now and search one for me?", he jokes. 

I let out a nervous laugh, not really knowing what to answer. "I was just kidding. You are really pretty. Well... except your smeared lipstick." What? Smeared lipstick? I immediately pull my phone out of my purse to use it as a mirror. I was just in the bathroom, so how should my lipstick have become smeared in that short period of time? When I look into the camera, I don't see anything weird. At the sight of my confused expression, he bursts out into an evil laughter. 

"Shut up. You were just kidding me", I say with played angriness. I mean, that guy really has a weird sense of humor, but I guess we could actually have some fun tonight. At least it would be better than sitting here all alone and get bored to death.

In between his weird and sometimes dirty jokes, he actually tries to have a normal conversation. He doesn't really tell me much about himself, but asks me a lot about me. He really seems like he's interested in what I have to tell, so I explain how I started dancing when I was a little girl, how I got into Juilliard and that I'd love to be a professional ballerina one day. When he asks something new, I always take a few sips of my sex on the beach and ask myself why I've never tried that before. It's really good actually. And it gives me a really funny feeling. 

Liam only had a few cokes, which is honestly very surprising. I don't know many boys who don't drink. But maybe he's here by car so I don't judge him. When the waitress comes by again, after what felt like a few minutes but turned out to be more than an hour, the waitress comes around again, I order another drink. "I don't think you should have any more drinks. I feel like you've had enough, honestly", he says calmly. Who is he to tell me what to do? "Well, you're not my mom, so actually I don't think that's any of your business", I snap at him. After that I can feel a weird tension between us, but that's the last thing that I can remember.