All about us

Patricia's POV

Eddie and I were dancing for the Closing Exhibit party. We sat down for a little drinking punch, and sneaking a few kisses. Then a slow song came on. I never really listen to this kind of stuff so I have no interest in it.

"Want to dance, Patricia?" Eddie asked getting on his feet.

"I thought we weren't going to be one of those couples." I said.

"Well, we've got to at least slow dance, once." He said. I groaned and got to my feet. He led me to the middle of the room

"I don't know how to slow dance." I warned Eddie.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you." He said.

He spun me around, which made me get butterflies. He wouldn't let me fall down.

I was getting tense, and stepping on Eddie's feet. We were just one of those awkward dancing couples.

"Would you please let me lead?" Eddie asked. I just gave him a simple nod, I didn't want to ruin this moment.

I became less tense; I tried not to step on Eddie's feet which made it even harder. He just gave out a breathy laugh and looked at me.

"You can step on my feet, just relax, it'll be alright." He said.

The room suddenly seemed quiet, making a comfortable silence. I took it all in, trying to figure out what I'm feeling right now, and once I do I'm going to hold onto it. This was our moment.

I tore my stare away from my shoes to Eddie's eyes. He was staring straight at me. I smiled; we're actually doing this right. Like in the movie's, the boys hands on the girl's hips, and her hands around his neck, and they are falling in love even more with each minute they dance.

"We're actually doing this right." I said.

"Yep." He said.

I was falling even more in love with Eddie by the second; the lights above us seemed like spotlights now, making their way above different couples. Us being one of them.

This was all about Eddie and me, all about us. Everyone who's dancing together is in love, melting, and I've never felt this feeling before, but it feels so natural.

Eddie's POV

Just then I felt brave, I have no idea what's gotten into me, I mean I've danced with a lot of girl's, and with Patricia and get a feeling at the pit of my stomach, and it gets bigger every time I see her. I've never been with a girl like Patricia. She's strong, beautiful, funny…I could go on forever.

Can we dance?

Real slow,

We started dancing real slow. I liked it, I held her close. Our foreheads were touching. We were smiling and silent.

Everything was quiet but for the music. No talking, whispering, just dancing. I wanted to take in the whole moment. I know she's going to joke about it tomorrow but I want to be serious right now. I want to make the moment last.

We both stared each other. Smiling, I can't believe we're actually making it through this dance. I'm going have to thank the big man, tonight.

My mom used to call this lover's dance. She taught me so I could go to dances at school, but I've never stayed long enough to go to many. I've only been to a few, but this is going to be my favorite. Wait correction, this is my favorite. This moment is all about Patricia and me. Everyone here is not as close as me and Patricia. I've never felt this before; Patricia just makes me fall hard in love.

We leaned into each other, closing the gap between us. We were surely putting off heat. It felt like a million fireworks going off on The Fourth of July. But of course humans need air, so we spilt.

"You know I'm going to be mean tomorrow?" She asked.

"I don't want to think about that right now." I said. We leaned in for, yet again, a sweet kiss.