Continuation of Prom Flashbacks.

Disclaimer: Fangirl is by Rainbow Rowell. She owns all characters and their respective worlds. I merely borrowed them for your amusement.

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"This place looks fancy!" Levi remarked, in his best southern accent.

Cath felt a lurch in her stomach. She knew Levi was trying to make her feel better, but it just wasn't working all that well. She managed a smile. Levi helped her down from her seat and put her hand through his arm again.

"Shall we m'lady?" He joked, patting Cath's hand.

Cath took a deep breath and swallowed. "Let's go."

The inside of the art museum consisted of large gallery rooms which were decorated in the fantasy, sparkling mass of decorations. Several other, smaller rooms branched off from these. Cath could hear whatever the latest pop song was blaring through the speakers. Cath clutched Levi's arm tighter and he led her through the crowd of people to the bar.

"Two glasses of your finest Champagne, sir." He said to the man behind him. Levi handed one to Cath and patted the seat to her right. She sat down and he took the seat on her left. Cath looked down at the icy cold beer in her hands and grimaced.

"Beer?" She asked.

"It's not that bad..." Levi said making a face at his own bottle. He twisted off the cap of his and helped Cath with her's. He took a sip and made another face. Cath smirked. She looked down at her beer again and took a cautious sip. The beer was piercingly cold as it washed over her tongue and stung her sensitive teeth. Despite the feel, the flavour wasn't all that bad. Cath took another drink from her bottle.

"Not bad." She admitted to Levi's shocked face. Levi smiled and took Cath's hand.

"Care to dance?" He asked, a playful spreading across his face.

"I might need to drink more of this..." Cath said, laughing and holding up the beer. Levi rolled his eyes and led Cath to the small, Technicolor dance floor.

On the dance floor Levi fell right in-step with the music. His long legs stepped circles around Cath and his swayed slightly at his kept a small distance between them, giving Cath room to dance. Cath tried her best to step to the music. She didn't do much dancing. Abel had taught her a few salsa moves but she couldn't use that now. Cath looked up at Levi. His eyes were closed and he bobbed his head to the beat of the music,. Cath wanted to wrap her arms around him and kiss him right then and there. Right over his eyes, his forehead. There were no little creases in it now. He was relaxed, feeling the music.

Cath looked at the couple next to them, and all the other girls dancing. She spotted several girls grinding down the front of their dates. She wished Reagan were there so that they could both make fun of them. Cath made a face as she realised that Reagan would probably be dancing in a similar way. Levi opened his eyes and noticed Cath's face twisted in disgust and uncomfortable agony. Levi wrapped his arms around her waist and helped her sway side to side with him. She pressed herself up against him like he was her only anchor in this sea of hormones and slutty dancing.

After a little while Levi asked. "Not much for dancing are you?" Cath blushed.

"I would prefer not to..."

Levi nodded and Cath felt his chin rest in top of her head. The song they were dancing to wasn't too fast or too slow. Levi seemed to know what he was doing, so Cath just hugged him a little tighter and closed her eyes to feel the music like he did.

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