(Her P.O.V)
The lights seems to glow brighter. Brighter than usual. The music seems to struck our hearts. As we sway or bodies through the harmony of the rhythm. I feel his warm breath whispering to my ears biding goodbye. As he said that words he leave. I felt an urge to let him stay. I felt my heart beats harder. My eyes starts to water. After that situation everything fades away. Leaving me breathless.
(His P.O.V)
Her smile was the sweetest thing i've ever seen. Her scent lingers around me. But i need to go before she can recognize me. I need to escape before she could say a word. I need to leave before she knew it was me. Before she push me away.
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That Certain Dance
Teen FictionThis story revolves to a girl who's trying to find a man she once fell inlove with at a mascarade party. But the case was she don't know who the man was. What if the man she was finding was really at her side before she knew it? Would she dare fall?
