Thread: [KylarStern & Tortoise] Dancing With Myself;;

Desiree shifted slightly, all of a sudden feeling his foot touch the side of hers. Despite herself, she blushed, her body briefly tensing. It wasn??t due to the pain, however, but because of the strange electricity that spread through her body the moment their bodies touched. It was incredible how much it felt like the old days. She almost laughed as she thought of their past that way. ??The old days??. It made her feel ancient. Nonetheless, playing their little games at their age was in fact ridiculous. Nonetheless, it didn??t make it any less fun. She shifted slightly, her foot rubbing up against his ankle, a playful grin playing on her lips. Despite the fact that any romance between them would be not only stupid but also forbidden considering her commitment to James, she felt the way she did when they were flirting with each other and nothing was certain yet. Her stomach was filled with butterflies and her heart was pounding so loudly she could hear it. It was a thrilling and horrifying feeling at the same time. When he went on and took her burger she couldn??t help but laugh, it reminded her of the older, better days. They didn??t have much money, yet they were happy. There was no fame, yet at the time she didn??t feel a need for any. Truth was, she never has. She simply wanted to accomplish her dreams, to meet the famous dancers and they turned out to be wonderful people yet not quite her cup of tea. All of them have initially sought fame, few were in it for the dancing. ??I missed you too, Nate,? she murmured, giving his hand a squeeze. She hesitated and let go of him, standing up. ??Hold on,? she smiled and ran over to the counter, ignoring the pain. She leaned over and murmured something to the cashier who gave her a pen and a paper. A few moments later, she returned to their seat, sliding the paper over to him. It was a small carton, on which she wrote her name in the usual pretty letters, her number appearing right under. ??I??m not here tomorrow, and I have to do something, but if you are up for the weekend, or if you want to talk, text me or call, okay?? She smiled warmly, standing up again. She glanced outside, sighing softly. The last thing she wanted to do was to go back there. However, she stood up and pulled him along, her arm returning under his. The waitresses smiled at each other when the two were leaving seemingly thinking that it was sweet for two people to be so in love that they followed everything down to the other??s career paths. It always seemed to be that way. People smiled when they saw them walk by. Perhaps it was because they looked like they were in their own world, built for nobody but them. ??Don??t talk anymore, okay?? She suddenly murmured, smiling playfully. She found out that talking to him was extremely comfortable, yet she wanted to see if the same went for silences. In the past, they could remain silent for hours, yet not because there was nothing to say, simply because it felt right somehow. Now, as she walked by his side, she realized that it was still the case. ??My next class is here,? she stopped in front of a building across the road from the deli. ??I??m really happy I met you again,? she murmured, smiling. She had to resist the temptation to kiss him. ??I hope I??ll see you soon,? she whispered and stood on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek, before pulling away to leave.