New Beginnings

Chapter 14

Isabelle’s P.O.V.

I don’t know what had made me reach out and place my hand in Dylan’s. The moment just felt right I wanted so much to be one of the couples twirling across the floor. He looked so nervous and vulnerable when he asked me to dance that it tugged on my heartstrings and I physically couldn’t say no. Honestly I have never thought of him as the dancing type, the first and only time I saw him he was huge, brooding and on edge but as soon as we stepped onto the dance floor we were flying and it took my breath away. This was a side of him I never expected he’d have, I guess that's where the saying, don’t judge a book by it’s cover comes from.

The song that was playing I had never heard before, but the lyrics were beautiful and I knew I would never forget it. The part of me that still saw Dylan as the person who would be there for the rest of my life dubbed this song as 'ours' and this moment is what I would see whenever I heard it.

As cliché as it sounds everything around us ceased to exist, all I could see was the brilliant blue of Dylan’s eyes that seemed to sparkle in the light as we danced and so far not once had his heart stopping smile left his lips, without being cocky I have a feeling it was because I had accepted his invitation.

The heat that radiated from him cocooned me but instead of it making me feel claustrophobic I just felt safe and for some reason complete. When it comes to guys I am known for being picky, I like them to be taller than me, Dylan definitely was and I had to crane my neck to look into his eyes. Not only is he tall he is also well built, right now he is like my personal wall, blocking out the real world from our moment.

When I bumped into him earlier I couldn’t help but panic, my new life was in jeopardy and just when I was starting to enjoy it. That seems to be a recurring theme, I think back to the wolf fight that had driven me away from that life and into this one and now it’s set to change again. It makes no sense but this guy that has me wrapped in his arms makes me so angry, his is the last face I wanted to see, but right now none of that seems to matter I am living in the moment and I can’t bring myself to feel that anger. I place my head on his chest and listen to his heart beat, the sound is so relaxing and I close my eyes and allow myself to just follow Dylan’s lead.  This is the sort of scene you would get in a Disney movie and what girl wouldn’t want to be in that scene?

My thoughts come back to the present as the song comes to an end; I was completely taken by surprise as Dylan spins me around and then dips me low to the floor. Wow this boy can dance, if he continues like this with this sort of behaviour it could have me swooning.  I can’t help but let out a giggle, a very girly noise for me and I feel my cheeks heat up in embarrassment but his smile just grows in response.

When he rights me again he tucks me close into his chest, I look once more into his eyes and see a new intensity, which to be honest scares the hell out of me but also makes my heart pick up speed and I can’t help but think I could get used to this, but quickly shake my head to get rid of such thoughts.

Slowly he lowers his head to mine; he is going to kiss me! All the time he is judging my reaction, assessing what I might do next, probably looking for me to back away and I think about doing just that, I really do. I think about how this moment could change everything, change me and change how happy I am with my life as it is. He made his feelings clear, he doesn’t want me, so why is he doing this? What if I go through with this kiss and I can’t leave it there? What if I want more? We are supposed to be together maybe that response would just be natural. After all the feelings I have buried over the months what If I can’t do it any longer? What about the fact that he hurt me, so much? He hasn’t even apologised or explained anything yet, but here I am unable to break this moment.