Hi!
Hi.
You look nice!
Should you be talking to me?
Mini's not my friend anymore...
Are we still friends?
I was hoping more than that... If that's cool with you.
That's cool.
Cool.
Rich had been replaying that simple, yet incredible conversation over and over in his head. It was still spinning from the the quick kiss he and Grace shared just minutes before. She was twirling around to the music with Franky as he and Alo just stood there, beers in hand. Suddenly, Grace grabbed the sleeve of Rich's leather jacket. "Dance, Rich! It's so much fun!" She shouted, her voice still muffled from the music. "I don't think that's such a good idea..." But before he knew it, Grace's hand was wrapped around his and she was pulling him out into the crowd. "Uh, Grace..." "Don't talk, just feel!" Grace explained, moving closer to Rich. She grabbed his hands and put them on her waist. She was rocking back and forth to the beat. Rich had no choice but to give into Grace's wishes. He tried his best to match Grace's movement beneath his hands but his brain was still rushing from all that had happened in the past few hours.
When Grace had invited him to the fashion show, he wasn't expecting it at all and he was caught quite off guard. But the way Grace's eyes glowed while she was waiting for his reply made his stomach twist in knots. How the fuck does she do it? She had just stood there, at the same place on college green where Rich had almost asked her out the week before. She didn't seem to care who saw her talking to him anymore, which made Rich even more attracted to her. How had he once judged her and been so mean to her? And now they were, well, more than friends.
Rocking back and forth on the dance floor with Grace, all Rich could think about was kissing her again. She looked to pretty under the neon streaks of light. It was like they were the only two on the dance floor, atleast the only two who mattered. And with that, Rich felt suddenly braver, pulling Grace closer to him and awkardly kissing her forehead. She looked up at him, a wide smile spreading across her lips. He felt like the luckiest guy ever.