Lend Me Your
Heart
Sixty-Five
“Aren’t dancers supposed to be like…good at
dancing?” Jake said, forcefully grinding up on me when a
fast song came on, much like the majority of teenagers here.
Jake had already given me a hard time about taking pictures; now
he was going to give me a hard time about dancing?
I rolled my eyes and shook my head.
“Not like this,” I muttered uncomfortably as his
hands slid from my waist to my thighs.
“Fine. Wanna hook up?” he asked, turning me around so
we were facing each other.
He puckered his lips and leaned in, only to be humiliated when I
turned my face so he kissed my cheek instead of my mouth.
“No,” I said, pushing him away from me.
“I’m going to get some punch. Want some?”
“Only if it’s spiked,” he sighed, walking away
from me on the dance floor.
I slowly walked towards the punch bowl and got myself a cup.
“Better make sure it’s not spiked,” I heard a
familiar voice say from behind me, making me jump.
I turned around to see Zach smirking at me.
He was wearing a tuxedo and a green tie, exactly the same color
as my dress.
I wonder if he’d done that on purpose…
“Jake wants it to be spiked,” I told
him.
“Of course he does,” Zach scoffed.
“He’s…well, Jake.”
“Yeah, I realize. Find any food yet?”
He smiled (with teeth) and shook his head, causing a few black
hairs to fall out of place.
“Just a few kisses,” he said, making my eyebrows
crease in confusion.
“What?” I choked.
He stretched his arm towards me and opened his fist, revealing
four Hershey kisses.
“See?” he asked, taking a step towards me.
“Kisses.”
“Oh,” I said, looking down. “Well, I should get
back to Jake.”
“You sure about that?” he asked, nodding towards the
dance floor, where he was making out with one of Erica’s
friends. “He looks a little preoccupied. Besides, I have no
one to dance with.”
Was Zach flirting with me or did he just feel bad that my date
bailed on me?
Either way, my heart hammered in my chest with excitement.
Just the fact that this was the second time we’d spoken in
one day made me happy.
“I’ll dance with you,” I said, looking up into
his familiar, blue eyes.
“I was hoping you’d say that,” he said with a
smile, taking my hand and leading me towards the dancing group of
teenagers.
There was a slow song playing now, so Zach wrapped his hands
around my waist, sending chills down my spine and giving me
anxious butterflies.
I hesitantly locked my arms around the back of his neck, like I
used to do whenever we kissed, never taking my eyes off his.
We swayed, our feet moving at a rhythmic pace.
It was effortless.
“Layne,” he said suddenly, making me realize how
close our faces were to each other.
“Mhmm?” I whispered, my eyes still focused on
his.
“I-uh…” he started before swallowing
nervously. “I made a mistake.”
I bit my lip and looked down, not knowing what he was about to
tell me.
“What is it?” I asked softly, still avoiding his
stare.
He was quiet for a moment until saying; “I made a mistake
when I broke up with you.”
“Yeah,” I said without hesitation. “You broke
my heart.”
“I know,” he said, inching his face closer to mine.
“I didn’t want to hurt you for such a long time. I
only wanted to look out for you.”
“I know it,” I whispered, resting my head against his
chest; I felt like I had permission now that he was apologizing
to me.
“Do you still love me?” he suddenly asked, fiddling
with my infinity necklace that I hadn’t taken off since the
day he gave it to me.
“I’ll always love you,” I said, finally looking
up into his eyes again.
“No, I mean…do you still love me as much as you did
before?”
“Of course I do.”
“Good, because I love you too,” he whispered in my
ear, making my heart beat so fast I thought It’d fly out of
my chest, “I love you more everyday and I don’t know
what I’m going to do about it.”
I smiled, grateful that our sparked hadn’t dimmed after all
these months apart.
“I want to make you happy again. I miss us, Layne. I miss
you. I know I’m graduating soon, but I want to make the
best out of the time we still have left. I want to love you. Even
though I’ll be gone soon, I want to end this year on a good
note. I’m sorry…about everything. I mean, you
don’t have to forgive me for what I did. I just want us to
be…well, us again.”
“Zach, I have to forgive you. I want us to be us again,
too.”
We looked at each other for a moment, our eyes sparkling with
emotion.
Suddenly, Zach moved his lips closer to my ear, pressing our
bodies closer together, eliminating all the space between us and
whispered, “Kiss me,” like we use to do all the time
to tease each other.
So I did.
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takemetoneverland* · 1 decade ago
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OMFG !! This is what I come home to after being gone with no internet for a day ? AHhh Its so beautiful I think I could cry <3 Thanks lovely for making them be togther .