Esta está en Inglés por que... Por que... Pues por que yo lo quice!! Traten de entender, es cursi como mis entradas de diario. xDDD Sólo adivinen de que se trata y bueno... NO QUIERO NOMBRES O BORRO SU PUERCO COMMENT.
Thank you and enjoy n.n
I never liked to dance. I always thought that I was just a dork to do it. I have no rhythm, and I don’t like the music that is used to do it… He might do miracles with me.
Everybody was dancing a crazy and bothersome song in the dance floor when we arrived. He looked at me and smiled. I nervously smiled back at him: He knew everything about me.
“A calmed one” The DJ said.
I sighted. He clenched my hand and drove me to the black dance floor.
“C’mon” He whispered.
Another pairs of lovers came to the dance floor. They weren’t a lot, just 4 o 5 pairs. I felt a little nervous and I blushed, he noticed that and he smiled again.
“It’s so funny when you blush” He said as he put his hands on my waist.
“Yes, maybe for you” I answered smiling.
The music started to play. No way, I recognized it, indeed, that was one of my favorite songs ever: “Through her eyes.”
He started to dance and I followed him with my dork steps. He softly laughed and I blushed a little more.
“Hey… I love that song…” I told him
“I know. Dream…Thearer? Isn’t it?”
“Yes..! How do you know that?” I asked surprised.
“Hmmm… … I should know everything about you… You know we are…” He said thoughtfully.
“Yeah alright.” I smiled interrupting.
*She never really had a chance…. On that fateful moonlight night…* the song sang.
We started to find our rhythm and I looked up to see his eyes. He looked down at me, it was happening again. I got lost in his eyes and everything around us disappeared. The only thing that I could recognize was the music, but just that.
* I’m learning all about my life...By looking through her eyes…*
I kept looking into his eyes and he looked into mines, they shined like they always did when he looked at me. I know what it was: Eternal devotion.
The blushing just stood there, in my cheeks, he just ducked down and I felt how I stopped to breath.
He gave me a soft kiss in my lips and I shyly responded. Once again I felt like flying and he clenched his hands in my waist, I caressed his curly hair and the music disappeared.
“Who are they….?” I heard.
“Maybe two lovers that just reconciled.”
We two couldn’t help but smile and then we separate.
“They are not two lovers” A known voice said laughing “They are just my cousins; they should get a room right?”
We kept looking at each other and we laughed. How much time did we kiss?
“Get out of the dance floor you lovers!!” The same female voice yelled “Is not for the married ones!!”
Everybody (Or a very big part of the people there) got surprised and funny said “Said what???”
We laughed again and we finally separate. He passed his arm across my shoulders and he pointed at me with the hand that was free.
“Yeah!! She’s my woman you miserable dorks!!” He yelled to the people that were staring at us.
“Hey…” I laughed and blushed.
Everybody started to clap their hands for some reason and some elders denied with their heads.
“But you are only like…18!!” One girl yelled.
He laughed.
“No girl, she’s 24!” He said “Now you see the advantages??”
I hit him in his ribs and he faked like it hurt him. Everybody laughed.
“Let’s let this losers here”
And we left...
