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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Take a ride with Iris on this beautiful journey, where she learns to live with her past, an hopefully discovers secrets that help her find who she truly is. I sat over the boundary wall thinking all this all by to myself. Sitting on the terrace alone with those thoughts, was the only time I could be myself. Suddenly there was a thud. I was startled but held on firmly. No one is supposed to know I am here, what if they find out.. what will I do.......... I had no answers. With fear I turned around expecting someone familiar, someone who discovered me,my place and waiting for that nagging voice. But what I found was a guy, an unfamiliar face, which brought to me a feeling of relief. But at the same time I felt a strange sensation, feeling I don't know afraid. The guy, clad in yellow shirt and sweatpants, with messy jet black hair, and pretty eyes looking at me with a questionable look. I don't know just what to say. I am feeling I am being interrogated, but how can there be such an effect just with one expression? I mean I should be the one with questions, after all this rather unknown potentially dangerous guy just somehow jumps to my terrace and instead of giving an apology looks at me with those questionable eyes. I wonder who the hell he thinks he... "Ummm... Are u all right miss?"

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