/Write a scene where a(n) OTP dances to their song in the rain./
Post #6 : Auditioning for Step-Up?
Oh. My. God.
There is sooooo much to tell you guys about! Eep I'm excited :D
But first things first, THANK YOU! Without you all today my blog wouldn't be here with over 10K reads and a 104 followers! I'd started this out as something for myself, never had I thought that so many people would actually be interested in knowing what's going on in my life. And the support and love that you all give me takes my breath away every time. So thank you so very much for all of this
Coming back to the work at hand, I don't even know where to start from.
"The beginning, duh," will definitely be your answer. And the beginning itself is hard to explain, duh. I just want to get to the better parts already but back-story-ing is important too.
Okay, so, Bae and I had no plans for the day. He had some errands to run for his Aunt and I had a younger sister to babysit over. And although I was upset that I wouldn't get to see his gorgeous face (don't blame me!) I was also glad that I had a day off from the hormonal swings that that lad puts me in. Wasn't I so wrong on that assumption though . . .
As stated the day passed quietly with me watching a Phineas and Ferb marathon with my sister. That was until the evening came and my brother returned home. Of course even Ex-bae was with them. He's bhai's best friend after all, he has to be everywhere!
While my brother went upstairs, ex-bae remained back and came over to 'talk' me. I already knew what was going to happen next, we'd been through this conversation many times. And like the several other times I refused to get back together. I didn't see the point in continuing a relationship when he was to leave next week anyway. Plus I had bae now. I mean, I soon will have bae (#hopes.)
After a few moments shared in awkward silence, bhai returned - all dressed and set to party. Ex-bae's parents were out of town and he had the house all to himself for the week, so him and my brother had decided to throw a 'farewell' terrace party. But come on, we all know what sort of party it was going to be.
Generally I stay away from these sort of events. They only spell T R O U B L E.
But today I was bored of being cooped up at home and the invitation seemed too good to drop. Soon I found myself wiggling into a little black lace dress (pic attached to the side) and dolling myself up. My brother had wanted to meet bae (he knows everything, I can never hide a thing from him) and much to ex-bae's displeasure he asked me to invite him over as well. Which I happily did. Obviously.
And bae accepted my invitation. Which wasn't obvious.
The party actually did turn out to be a simple get-together with a limited number of people. Music filled the atmosphere and so did the chattering of everyone. They'd even set up a bonfire like thing in the centre of the terrace! Bae came in around the same time as we did. He looked damn delicious in his all-black attire. He'd even swapped his spectacles for a pair lens, which brought focus right onto his face and those cheekbones which are so sharp that you can slice bread from them.
I introduced him to everyone I knew and he instantly hit it off with my brother. By the looks that the other females sent him I knew that they completely approved of this stranger, which made me proud of myself.
We all were having a great time at the party, poking fun at each other and indulging in embarrassing childhood stories while bottles after bottles of alcohol were being passed around the bonfire, when Mother Nature decided to be a party pooper and rain upon us. Literally. Everyone started running for cover, but I had some different plans.
In our life we all have those Nike moments where we don't think about anything twice; we just do it. To regret our actions or not is an afterthought for that moment.
I had one of those.
Since the rain was starting to pour like it should and my hair was already drenched, I did what any other hormonal and crazy-for-a-guy girl would do when she is influenced by Queen Bee singing the outro to Partition in the background. I pulled bae back in the rain. The next thing I know is I'm hearing the intro to Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding (seriously, whoever made the playlist deserves an award).
And with a setting like this, I think you can guess what I said to bae:
"Dance with me, right now."
I didn't ask him, I commanded him.
Holy hell!
He grinned and took my hands, and I didn't even have to hear his yes. As I walked in reverse with him in front of me, grinning that stupid and killer grin he always grinned, we reached the center of the terrace.
Just as the first word came, he gave me a spin, making water spill out of my hair in a circle and splash his face. The second I stopped, he attached his body to mine, the only thing separating us were a pair of wet clothes. I breathed out and it fanned his face, then he did the same. I swear I could've died right there.
Begin the second stanza and we were doing what one would call 'sensual dancing'. My hands reached his chest and stayed there while we waved our bodies completely unsynchronized to the music. We were out of the rhythm, out of breath and we couldn't care any less.
As the chorus hit, his hands started a trip up my back to my hair, which he pulled gently to make eye contact. Just a look in his eyes and I closed mine, while he bent down to nuzzle his head into the crook of my neck. His skin and breath were like fire against my skin.
His nose brushed up and against my shoulder, travelled up to the junction of my neck and then up to my ear. His palms were firmly placed against the small of my back to keep me in place while I kept my hands on both sides of his neck to keep him doing what he was doing.
As the music faded for the bridge of the song, I straightened myself and looked up at him with heavy breathing as he stared back at me with a serious expression. Just as the song exploded again, I jumped at him again and he grabbed me and swung me around like a professional ballet dancer. We ended up with a leg of mine wrapped around his and his arms holding me uptight against his body.
After a few seconds of staying in position, I gently detached myself from him. His forehead was pressed against mine, one hand on my waist and the other held my face. He had his eyes closed. I couldn't help but steal a glance at him and admire his features up-close. I noticed a blush rise across his cheeks and that's when I decided to take the plunge.
"Nick, would do like to risk your sanity and go out on a date with me?" I asked him.
See, the plan was simple.
Acceptance = Best time of my life.
Rejection = Blame on the adrenaline and apologize.
Guess what I got?
He smiled bright and his eyes twinkled with humour when he said,"Will you ever let me do the talking?"
Once again, the setting was perfect. But this time not for a dance but for a mind blowing kiss. A glance at bae and I knew he thought the same. Not just one but I was getting two fanfic moments! What is life?
Leaning in, the approach was slow, as we gave the other time enough to re-think. Our lips were millimeters apart. I could already taste him on my lips.
But have I ever got what I want so easily? Of course the moment had to be broken by my brother and ex-bae calling out for me. I hadn't even noticed that the rains had stopped or that people were slowly coming outside.
My bother wasn't happy with what had happened but he let it pass-by because he knew that I was. Ex-bae was another story though. I received several disapproving looks from him and bae got many glares. I'm glad that he didn't notice those or else explaining why my brother's best friend was livid at him would ruin everything I was building up.
We didn't stay for longer. Being out with my brother didn't mean that I could stay past my curfew time of one. Plus I couldn't stay in my soggy dress for the rest of the night either.
Although my fanfic moment had been wrecked major time I did get a kiss on the cheek by bae as a goodnight wish. That was more than enough for me to swoon over.
Ugh, I don't like my hormones.
This has got to be the longest post by far but that's cool with me.
Love you all,
Sama xx
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> @ikilledcupid : OMG! EVEN HIS NAME SOUNDS PERFECT!
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