Into The Night

Fifty-Two

The scene was overwhelming, if Taylor wasn't here, I'd have trouble concentrating on one thing. It's why I never liked these formal occasions. . . other than the fact that I am wearing a tuxedo, thanks to my mum who told me I would need it.

The lights were wild over my head, white, purple, blue, red, green. . . mostly white and purple so I just feel the winter sensation over me.

Strangely, it wasn't cold even if it's winter and I've no idea why it's going on that way. The Swift's backyard seemed wider than ever, round tables covered in white cloth and fine silverware with flower vases in the middle of them. There are about seven people per table and waited by tons of catering staff going around.

Snow all over the ground with petals too and I know that'll be a heck of a mess. There were a few dozens of people from our school and the rest are who I assume, businessmen and businesswomen. The bachelors were who I assume, trying to get her hand. . . whereas I was the idiot who rejected it last night.

The stage remained occupied by the orchestra or band that had just started playing a while ago with classics. The dance floor though, is empty since Taylor turned down every hand that was offered to her.

"Why were you late, anyways?" Niall asked, the moment we sat around the table. Beside me is Niall, and then Kendall, looking beautifully in her red gown, then Jhanelle in powder blue, and then Berlyn in pink, Aerielle in red as well and Marshal in a tuxedo.

I shrugged but then grinned broadly, "Things. You know, what to do later."

"Alright, fine." Niall said, gladly, I finished my apple before they served food so I was satisfied with every dish.

"You know guys," I said, standing up from my seat. "I might leave you for the rest of the night, I need a good song."

I saw my friends smile widely, especially Niall, gladly they get it.

"How 'bout this, request a song. In a matter of minutes, we'll dedicate it for Taylor and then you can go dance her up." Berlyn suggested and giggled.

Well, it isn't much of a bad suggestion, in fact, it's brilliant.

"Lovely suggestion, thanks Bers." I grinned, "Alright, do you guys know 'It Might Be You' by Stephen Bishop?" I asked since it's the first ever song I used on her. . . as a clue for who I am. So it is the first thing that came to my mind.

"Yeah, it's easy. But something else that's easier. We just need to start the show in a David Pomeranz way." Aerielle requested. "Like something quite common?"

"Grow Old With You?" I asked since it's easier.

"No, too short." She said, shaking her head.

"Bohemian Rhapsody?" Heck no! I don't even know why that came to my mind. That'll be very odd.

Jhanelle laughed out loud, "Hell damn no."

"Fine, When You Say Nothing At All." I said, blurting out the songs that randomly comes to my head.

"You should seriously reconsider that." Kendall said, "All you'd ever think while dancing with her is that fantasy like in the movies. Think of a song that's your favourite." And I got to say, she has a point.

"Fine, Born For You by David Pomeranz." I said and they all exchanged glances. "Hey, I like that song. Final choice."

"Well, I memorised that song, lucky for you." Berlyn giggled and got to her feet as she took her pouch. "Come on, guys."

"Thanks guys," I said as they all got up to their feet and headed right near the stage. "I love you guys so much!" I yelled, some people turned their heads to look at me yet I don't really mind.