Just a little song fic i thought of when I listened to this song. I hope you like!
DISCLAIMER - The song is by Michael Bublé and Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.
:D
You can dance every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight
You can smile every smile for the man
Who held your hand 'neath the pale moon light
Whenever Bella and I go to parties together, we always end up separated. Don't ask me how or why, I don't know the answer to either, but it always happens.
"See you soon?" she'll say, as some work colleague or friend of mine drags me off towards the bar and her friends tow her towards a table, and I'll smile and nod, throwing her a quick kiss, knowing it'll be the last for a while.
But don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling save the last dance for me
I always watch her, wherever I am. Keeping an eye on her sometimes, making sure she's happy...other times just admiring, or simply watching her fondly. She'll laugh, the same glass of champagne clutched in her hand the whole night (she never drinks more than one), her friends around her – my sister included – laughing with her. More often than not they'll go out and dance, and others – male others - will join them. Bella'll throw me a little wave as she twirls, catching my eye for a second before someone distracts her.
Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparkling wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
And don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling save the last dance for me
Then I'll get up, leaving whoever I'm with after a while – don't worry, I'm not that antisocial, I do talk to them properly most of the time – and I'll skirt the dance floor, watching her, and she'll spot me, and send me one of her beautiful smiles. She'll be dancing with someone, and they'll look at me too, always wondering who I am, she tells me.
Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch?
I will never never let you go
I love you oh so much
I don't intend to leave her to the mercy of the many men who desire her, so I always make sure, when I have a few free moments, to brush past her, catching her hand and squeezing it, whispering in her ear, "Remember me?" I can't resist it; it's my way of making sure she's still mine.
She'll giggle quickly, turning towards me and throwing her arms about my neck, "How could I forget?" she'll say, leaning up on her tiptoes to kiss me.
Then someone will call my name, and I'll have to leave her again, promising her, "I'll see you before the music ends."
You can dance, go and carry on
Till the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he walk you home, you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
Save the last dance for me
The night will be winding down, and she'll have stopped dancing, sitting at a table with someone, talking quietly. Alice will be sitting beside her, turned away, talking to Jasper, and Rosalie on her other side, with one of her many conquests. I'll glance away from my friend for a second, watching her talk, and she'll look at me again, our eyes locking for a second before we both turn back to our company.
Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparkling wine, go and have your fun
Laugh and sing, but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
Then, as the dance floor is nearly empty, I'll stand and go over to her, finally escaping a boss or a certain friend. I'll claim her attention, leaning down and kissing her cheek, sometimes sending a pointed glare towards the guy who I'm sure has been working up the courage to ask her home, "You coming?" I'll say, tilting my head sideways, and she'll nod, her face shining.
And don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling save the last dance for me
She never gives anyone the same smile when she dances with them as she gives me. She saves them specially, the little smiles I know she reserves for me, her mouth twitching up at both sides and her cheeks creasing a little. That's when I always lean down and kiss her, pulling her close to me – she knows what that smile does to me.
So don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling, save the last dance for me
Oh baby won't you save the last dance for me?
Oh make a promise that you'll save the last dance for me.
Then, after it's over and we're back home again, she'll pull the covers up over her, stretching out her legs and letting me wrap her arms around her, "I hardly saw you tonight," she'll sigh.
"I know," I'll reply, "but, you know, forever is a pretty long time to get to see me."
"Forever?" she'll grin, catching my eyes with hers, "That's definitely not long enough."
Save the last dance, the very last dance for me
Reviews? Please, tell me if you liked it! And do listen to the song, it's really good.
Love, ATO xxxx