This summer had been the best weeks of my life, ever, and it wouldn't have been the same without Dean Winchester.
He had opened me up to a whole world I had been missing out on and for that I would be eternally grateful.
After teaching me how to dance the past few weeks, for my last night with him, Dean took me to a club, where he was widely known as king and tonight, I was to be his queen.
We danced for hours with the crowd surrounding us, but really it was just us, no one else mattered.
As the music slowed down, he drew me close and stared into my eyes, he had such pretty eyes I noted.
A few songs later, we left the club and we took a slow stroll along the beach, the sand slipping through my toes, I didn't want to go home.
Dean being the gentleman that he is walked me all the way back to the hotel and stood outside my room door.
"I'm going to miss you Bella" he hugged me tight, tears starting to form in my eyes.
"I'm taking you with me, you've changed my life" I cried into his shoulder.
Too soon he pulled back and planted a chaste kiss on my lips, and whispered his goodbyes.
As we parted ways, he turned and gave me a look that confused me at first.
His eyes sparkling and a smile slowly etching on his face, and then he began walking again.
Staring at his retreating back, I smiled to myself.
This wouldn't be our last dance.
Yeahhh I know it sucked but it's my first one shot, hey ho.
