So, I'm sucky, right? But, anyways, I'm going to make this into more of a New Years shot since I'm so idiotic. But I'm allowed to blame lack of internet connection, right? Anyways, I have a challenge. In this next section of DPOV, tell me one of the two song references, along with the artist (and no, it's not "Dancing Away With My Heart"). Tell me and I will write a one-shot dedicated to you and of your choice. (DP based of course) So, I will get on with this! I hope, and think, this is the last piece. I did say this would be a three-shot, so here we go.
Disclaimer: Derek? Unless you mean the art teacher, I don't own him either. Not that I own Mr. Hegsted. *sighs*
Summary: A summer is all that was needed, but when life slapped them across the face, they couldn't ignore it. Can their very different paths reunite and allow the two to rekindle their fire? Or will it die out as they slowly forget?
Dancing Away with My Heart (based off the song by Lady Antebellum)
DPOV
The radio buzzed in the background, giving the five o'clock news. I ignored most of the boring intel as the mouthwatering flavors flooded the kitchen and hallways. She had better be proud of me. Rinsing my hands off and drying them on the towel I'd thrown over my shoulder, I placed the timer on the stove for twenty five minutes and went to sit in the living room.
Nothing played on the radio as I sat there reading the magazine and waited for Chloe. All the stations were playing commercials and reports, most completely boring and nothing of interest, even to me.
Headlights shone through the window, lighting up the dim room. I smiled as I put down the magazine and listened for her. The truck pulled up slowly, dragging up, like it was taking as long as possible. I became confused, the radio was still blaring nothing of interest so that wasn't what was keeping her attention. I knew that, so why was she taking so long? I continued to listen for her approach and her feet dragged, each step hesitant and jerky. I heard her feet drag along the porch, shuffling and kicking the ground before she let loose a sigh. A sniffle and the door bell rang.
The door bell rang. Something wasn't right. She normally walked right in. My heart beat picked up, and not in excitement. Opening the door, I looked at the blue-eyed blonde and saw nothing but a farewell. My heart shattered at her sad, broken face.
"It's September." she whispered. Her blue eyes looked up at me in sadness and wistfulness. "I-I will be leaving soon."
"When?" my voice broke, already imagining the next couple months, years, with out her. She'd become everything. Her blue eyes, angelic face, brave and fiery spirit, loving kiss, sweet words. The long sleepless nights were coming, full of tears and pain. This summer, these three months had been enough. Enough for her to be all.
"September twenty-first." she said, eyes looking anywhere but me.
"Look up at me." I said, taking her chin and gently pulling her to look at me. "You're leaving in five days?"
"Yes." her words were soft, her doe eyes looking up at me in pain and sadness. "Why?"
"Because I at least know how long I have to take all I can." I said, pulling her away from the September's chilly hold.
"W-what?" she stuttered, curiosity now burning in the depths of her endless eyes.
"You were everything." I said. "And will always be. I just have to know that I can keep you, and persuade you to stay for as long as possible."
"D-Derek," I shushed her with my finger.
"Not now, kitten." her eyes looked up at me in trust, but confusion was larger. I smiled at her. "Now, you're mine."
I kissed her slightly turned down lips, my hands falling to her hips. She whimpered and drew herself closer, burying her fingers in my hair. "I love you." she whispered.
In my mind flashed every time she'd said that to me. Rarely, but she had, ever since she had accidentally let it slip. I knew, by the way she was kissing me, from the look on her face as she had come to me with the killing news, that she had never, ever felt this way before. I didn't want her to ever feel this way again.
I pushed her up against the wall that protected anyone from dying when they went up the stairs. She snagged my lip and bit it gently as I moaned against the feeling of being prisoner. I was prisoner. I'd danced with her, I'd taken her in, I'd loved her, I had done so many things with her that I had never done, thought of doing or thought I'd do. She had me in the palm of her hand and I don't dance.
Once, I'd imagined her with her daddy by her side. Long white dress, bouquet of flowers, family and smiles. I'd wanted her for everything. I- I had never felt or thought of anyone this way. She was all I could really see when she'd danced her way into my life.
Why? Why did everything have to go from great, wonderful, dazzling, beautiful- from good to gone? She was all, she might as well be IT. I didn't see her anywhere else but by my side.
"I love you." I whispered in reply as all the future I'd ever hoped for, believed in, dreamt of for the two of us washed away. But I would make the most of it now. She was going to be mine for as long as I could keep her remembering. As long as I could keep her hoping. As long as I could keep her wishing. As long as I could keep her dreaming.
She was going to be mine for as long as I could, for as long as she continued to love me.
"Forever." I murmured against her lips.
"Forever." she said in return. In promise.
CPOV
This was boring. A lot more boring then the drive here. And let me tell you, the drive here was boring. Probably beat reading the Encyclopedia. I should know, I tried.
Sitting there, with a glass of seriously spiked something, staring as people talked, chatted, danced, and did a lot of other boring things. Well, boring to me, I guess. I could be having fun, the way Rae, Tori and Liz were. The way Simon and Nate were. The way all my friends were. But I wasn't.
No, it wasn't because I didn't have any takers. It was because I wasn't willing. I was waiting. For what? I have absolutely no clue. Maybe for the ball to drop. Maybe that was it. Maybe. Or maybe I was just waiting for Rae, Tori, and Nate to be ready. Or maybe just Rae and Nate. Simon and Liz were definitely leaving this party together and Tori might leave with someone, I didn't really know about her. Sure, I'd known her since like, the first grade, but with whether or not she was taking a guy home or going home with a guy, well she was a little unpredictable. I think that mostly depended on her intake. And I have absolutely no idea how many times she'd taken from the drinks.
I sighed and leaned against the table. Just as I was thinking about simply falling asleep, probably not my best option, I was grabbed by the arm and dragged to my feet.
"Hey!" I protested.
"Shut it and listen." I growled at the nearly invisible intruder, but the sound of their voice told me it was Tori.
I cocked my head to the side and listened to the music through the buzz and shouts of everyone.
I haven't seen you in ages. Sometimes I find myself wondering where you are. For me, you'll always be eighteen, and beautiful. And dancing away with my heart.
I gasped.
"Thought so," Tori grumbled before walking away and leaving me in the dark, alone and broken.
"You ran off to college that summer." a dark, handsome voice said. "We lost touch."
I spun around as the man said the third verse, the second verse playing over the speakers. He had black hair, falling into his face with a slight 'I just got out of bed' look. He stood a good half or so foot taller than me with wide shoulders. Fitting shirt and fitting pants showed off his muscles that caused my legs to quake. He looked good. But what caught me was his eyes.
Green. Bright, piercing, emerald green.
"Sorry." I mumbled, my mouth dry and my mind shut off. I was barely staying on my feet.
"An apology, oh?"
"TEN, NINE, EIGHT, SEVEN, SIX, FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE!" the crowd shouted. I saw the ball drop on the tv screen, fireworks explode outside in the sky, and I melted.
When the ball hit, Derek Souza, my love, my life, my heart, brought me towards him and landed his mouth on mine.
"Been forever, huh?" I whispered, loving the way his warm body against mine felt. It was like I had been a taken off a life saving drug, something that kept me alive. I didn't really completlely understand the empty, dead feeling that had always been in the pit of my stomach had just been until he rejuvenated me. I was awake again. I wasn't going to let it go again.
"Yes." he murmured, dark clouds darkening his eyes as he peered at me through his dark, long lashes.
"Too long." I reunited our lips and the fire burned through me, like fire to gasoline. It burned me, filling me with a hot, seering shot of something sweet, bitter and dangerous. I loved it all.
He danced away with my heart when I first saw him, when he took me out on that dance. When we danced to the one song. And he wasn't going to leave me alone with an empty heart again. He was going to keep me alive, keep me working, keep me burning.
The fire burned inside me, rekindling after the long, dark winter.
Cheesy ending? Yes. Sweet ending? Yes. Sappy ending? Perhaps. Perfect ending? Absolutely.
R and R all of you wonderful people! Thanks so much for having supported me through out this amazing year and thanks so much for reading! I love you all so much and I can't believe how many people love these stories. The support we get here makes us think, 'hey! we're heard. there are people who listen.' Thank you all and Happy New Years!
Kisses to all and to all a good year-
-Danni and Joanna