After The Dance

After The Dance

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My eyes are locked on a guy. Something about him make me walk closer to him. And when he turn his back, I can tell that he is shocked by my presence. Then a sweet smile show up on his lips. Oh, those perfect lips. He notice me staring, and just casually said " You wanna dance?". And just like that, he take my hand without even waiting for my reply. When we get to the dance floor, the song All Of Me by John Legend is playing. He guide my hands to the back of his neck , then snake his to my waist. I keep staring at his lips ,then back at his eyes and mentally slapping myself for even thinking about a strangers lips. Yeah,a stranger, picture that. There is something about him that make me stay. His blue eyes, his amazingly fragrant chestnut hair, and I think I know him from somewhere. My thoughts are interrupt . " Hey are you okay?" He ask with his so sexy voice. My eyes must be so wide of amusement because he laugh. My heart just skip 10 beat at his laugh and my cheeks went red.
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Follow my Instagram for any updates and if you have any questions: @nikki_k123 Alex has been living the same life, with the same routine, repeating it every day. Every day is the same. The one thing she does look forward to is going to cafe de l'amour every morning on her way to school, where she sits and writes, all while seeing Carter Reed. The most popular boy at school who, surprisingly, prefers the solitary life. They go to the same cafe every day, sit at the same tables every day, and notice each other every day, yet are strangers who have never uttered a word to one another. And strangers they shall remain. Perfect strangers. But that's about to change. . . . . . I watched as he kept his eyes trained on the notebook in front of him where he aimlessly drew spirals and coils that surrounded each other, trapped each other, and suffocated each other. My eyes traced the movement of his pen, following each line he drew onto the paper. "Your tea." I snapped out of my trance and looked up, thanking Katy before she went back to the counter. I turned back and caught him looking at me. I expected him to look away and continue acting like I don't exist. Like he's always done and so have I. What I didn't expect was for him to walk right over and sit with me. "Hi, I'm Carter." PSA: This story is inspired by the Wattpad novel 'Caffeine' by @meddlingkids ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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