Country Boys (A Dylan Dauzat Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

"It's..."
"It's a dance that I learned for you!" he said happily jumping up and down. "Cool! What dance is it?" I said happily. "It's your dance routine for Growl and Overdose!" he said smiling so big, his cheeks could fall off. "What? You learned the dance routine for me?" I said stunned at the fact that that's where he had been all those dance practices at his house. "I did it because I love you, baby girl," he said sweetly. "I bet I love you more!!" I exclaimed playfully. "No you don't! There's no possible way that you could love me more than I do! There's no one in this world that could possibly love you more than I do!!" he said as he started to tickle me. "No! Stop! It tickles!" I giggled. "No way! You're gonna have to make me!!" he laughed. All I could do was wiggle from his strong, manly grasp since I have little to no upper body strength to allow me to push him off. He knew that too, so he always was confident in pinning me down. I still thought it was cute, though.

"SAY UNCLE!!" he yelled as if he were a child. "What, are you five years old?" I asked. "I am on the inside! NOW SAY UNCLE!!" he said quickly. " UNCLE! Now stop tickling me! I can't handle it!!" I giggled. "Okay. Now can I show you the dance?" he asked sweetly. "Nahh. I wouldn't dare let you show me a dance that I'm dying to see," I said sarcastically. "Okay, then. I won't show you," Dylan said crossing his arms and turning away from me. "That was sarcasm, Dyl," I said. "I know I just wanted to see what you would do," he giggled.

He had gone to get his phone out of his room so he could play the music as he danced. He walked back in and started to set up his phone so he could play the music as he danced. I heard the music begin as it usually does. Awesomely. Those are my favorite songs and he knows that. I suddenly realized that I was smiling larger than necessary when he gave me a weird look as if I were crazy. I started blushing with embarrassment. He began to dance even though there was a weird moment just then.

My mouth flew open in shock. I was in shock of how amazing he was. I guess we all can add that to one of his many wonderful talents. He was amazing. I wonder how hard he practiced? He looked as if he were a legitimate member of EXO and danced perfectly.

As he was dancing to Growl, I noticed he messed up on the dance move where they would switch their legs when on the floor, and he had turned bright red.

After he was finished dancing to both songs, I stood up and yelled unnecessarily loudly while clapping. He smiled brightly at my awkwardly loud cheer even though he had messed up.

"You saw me mess up, though, right?" he asked nervously. "Yes, but I mess up on that move all of the time. You may think of me as a dance master, but I mess up too, you know," I said sweetly. "Really?" he asked surprised at the fact that I mess up while dancing, too. "Yeah. Of course. I mess up all of the time. You probably just don't notice it," I said as if it were supposed to be known by him. "Wow, I never even noticed that you messed up," he said shyly. He hugged me tightly as if he were thanking me for assuring him that it's okay to make mistakes.