Story: Feelings
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Chapter 7: Party Night Part I
We all sat down at the table. It was a half circle one. I was in the middle, Vaughn to my right and Francie to my left. Weiss sat next to Vaughn, and then Will showed up and sat next to Francie. I introduced everyone to each other and they all immediately got along.
Under the table Vaughn clasped my hand. Everyone was talking about random things so no one noticed. I turned and looked at Vaughn, our eyes met and we both just smiled.
When the 'polite' conversation ended, you know the stuff like; so where do you work? where do you live?, Francie took control. It isn't unlike her. She always has a billion questions and she doesn't care how stupid, or inappropriate they are, she'll ask them. She eyed down at our entwined hands and raised an eyebrow at me. Then her interrogation began.
"So Michael, how long have you and Syd been working together?"
Vaughn seemed happy with the simplicity of the question, "About two years."
"Oh, I see."
With that Vaughn looked over at me with a raised eyebrow as if questioning what was wrong with his answer. All I could do was chuckle; he had no idea what was in store for him next.
Francie continued, "So how long have you two been close?" I couldn't believe she just asked that. I sent her a scowl with my eyes and a look for her to stop. She just rolled her eyes. "So?"
I decided to back off. I was somewhat interested in Vaughn's answer though 'cause I wasn't even sure how long. It wasn't an easy line to draw between us being professional and us being 'close'. I still wasn't even sure how close we were. But hey, he doesn't have a girlfriend anymore. As long as I remembered that I was happy.
"Uhh." Vaughn kept opening and closing his mouth to say more but nothing seemed to come out. He looked around the table and realized that everyone was watching and waiting for his response even me. He looked to me for help but I shrugged my shoulders and left him to answer himself.
Finally after so long he came up with an answer, but when he started to speak he didn't take his eyes off me. I knew from his look that it wasn't going to be a simple 'so many months' answer, I kept the eye lock and listened intensively for his answer. "Well, that's not a simple question. Over the past two years we've grown closer everyday, but I knew long before that we were destined. From the day I laid eyes on her I did."
I had to fight off tears after he said that, and I knew it was from his heart and not a cover story. Vaughn and I were quiet for a while just looking at each other, then I scooted closer to Vaughn and rested my head on his shoulder as he put his arm around my waist.
With that Francie continued her interrogation. "Ok, so what do are your hobbies? What do you like to do in your spare time?"
Vaughn laughed, "What spare time?"
Weiss put in his two cents on this one too, "There is no free time!"
This set off Francie again with her 'quit the bank' theory. "That's what I've been telling Syd forever. It is like the bank owns her, she should quit, but she doesn't listen to me. Maybe she'd listen to you Michael."
"It's not my place to say. It's up to her. It's Syd's life." I was happy he didn't push on the subject cause he knew I couldn't quit. "Francie, can we not talk about work, it's kind of depressing."
"Oh, right sorry Syd." Francie apologized. I just nodded in appreciation.
"So your hobbies?"
"I like hockey. The Kings in particular."
"Oh, that's cool. How many games have you gone to?"
Weiss once again stepped in, "He lives at the hockey rink when not working. He buys season tickets every year for them."
Everyone laughed, even Will. Will had been quiet all night. I could see he was jealous of Vaughn. I felt bad, but I had already told Will we were just friends.
The questions went on for a while but then ended to Vaughn's relief. He got an idea of what I felt like everyday, having to watch everything you say to your friends. Not being able to tell them the whole truth.
My legs were hurting. I needed to stretch them out. We'd been sitting for almost 2hrs. just talking. When Vaughn noticed my discomfort, he asked me too dance and held his hand out to me. I grabbed his hand and we scooted out of the booth and walked on to the dance floor. We danced for a while him twirling me around so often. Will and Francie got up and started to dance too. Weiss of course managed to find a woman to dance with too. Then the music slowed down. Vaughn paused for a minute just looking into my eyes as if wondering if it was ok.
I decided to make the move then. I slowly moved in smiling and wrapped my hands around his neck. My fingers played with his hair. When he realized it was ok, he tightened his grip around my waist and pulled me close.
My head rested in the niche of his neck. His hand lay on the small of my back and the other playing with my hair. It felt so good to be in his embrace. I didn't want the song to end, because we would have to part. With my head resting on his chest I could hear his steady breathing. I could even smell his wonderful scent I've become accustomed to. We moved in unison with the music. I know I'm a little drunk but I feel like I'm floating on air, like I'm in heaven with an angel, My guardian angel. Neither talked at all, we just enjoyed the presence of the other.
*I don't know if I like the chapter, let me know. More reviews the quicker I'll update. Thanx!
Disclaimer: It's not mine
*Thanks for the reviews everyone, hope you like this chapter. Read and let me know.
Chapter 7: Party Night Part I
We all sat down at the table. It was a half circle one. I was in the middle, Vaughn to my right and Francie to my left. Weiss sat next to Vaughn, and then Will showed up and sat next to Francie. I introduced everyone to each other and they all immediately got along.
Under the table Vaughn clasped my hand. Everyone was talking about random things so no one noticed. I turned and looked at Vaughn, our eyes met and we both just smiled.
When the 'polite' conversation ended, you know the stuff like; so where do you work? where do you live?, Francie took control. It isn't unlike her. She always has a billion questions and she doesn't care how stupid, or inappropriate they are, she'll ask them. She eyed down at our entwined hands and raised an eyebrow at me. Then her interrogation began.
"So Michael, how long have you and Syd been working together?"
Vaughn seemed happy with the simplicity of the question, "About two years."
"Oh, I see."
With that Vaughn looked over at me with a raised eyebrow as if questioning what was wrong with his answer. All I could do was chuckle; he had no idea what was in store for him next.
Francie continued, "So how long have you two been close?" I couldn't believe she just asked that. I sent her a scowl with my eyes and a look for her to stop. She just rolled her eyes. "So?"
I decided to back off. I was somewhat interested in Vaughn's answer though 'cause I wasn't even sure how long. It wasn't an easy line to draw between us being professional and us being 'close'. I still wasn't even sure how close we were. But hey, he doesn't have a girlfriend anymore. As long as I remembered that I was happy.
"Uhh." Vaughn kept opening and closing his mouth to say more but nothing seemed to come out. He looked around the table and realized that everyone was watching and waiting for his response even me. He looked to me for help but I shrugged my shoulders and left him to answer himself.
Finally after so long he came up with an answer, but when he started to speak he didn't take his eyes off me. I knew from his look that it wasn't going to be a simple 'so many months' answer, I kept the eye lock and listened intensively for his answer. "Well, that's not a simple question. Over the past two years we've grown closer everyday, but I knew long before that we were destined. From the day I laid eyes on her I did."
I had to fight off tears after he said that, and I knew it was from his heart and not a cover story. Vaughn and I were quiet for a while just looking at each other, then I scooted closer to Vaughn and rested my head on his shoulder as he put his arm around my waist.
With that Francie continued her interrogation. "Ok, so what do are your hobbies? What do you like to do in your spare time?"
Vaughn laughed, "What spare time?"
Weiss put in his two cents on this one too, "There is no free time!"
This set off Francie again with her 'quit the bank' theory. "That's what I've been telling Syd forever. It is like the bank owns her, she should quit, but she doesn't listen to me. Maybe she'd listen to you Michael."
"It's not my place to say. It's up to her. It's Syd's life." I was happy he didn't push on the subject cause he knew I couldn't quit. "Francie, can we not talk about work, it's kind of depressing."
"Oh, right sorry Syd." Francie apologized. I just nodded in appreciation.
"So your hobbies?"
"I like hockey. The Kings in particular."
"Oh, that's cool. How many games have you gone to?"
Weiss once again stepped in, "He lives at the hockey rink when not working. He buys season tickets every year for them."
Everyone laughed, even Will. Will had been quiet all night. I could see he was jealous of Vaughn. I felt bad, but I had already told Will we were just friends.
The questions went on for a while but then ended to Vaughn's relief. He got an idea of what I felt like everyday, having to watch everything you say to your friends. Not being able to tell them the whole truth.
My legs were hurting. I needed to stretch them out. We'd been sitting for almost 2hrs. just talking. When Vaughn noticed my discomfort, he asked me too dance and held his hand out to me. I grabbed his hand and we scooted out of the booth and walked on to the dance floor. We danced for a while him twirling me around so often. Will and Francie got up and started to dance too. Weiss of course managed to find a woman to dance with too. Then the music slowed down. Vaughn paused for a minute just looking into my eyes as if wondering if it was ok.
I decided to make the move then. I slowly moved in smiling and wrapped my hands around his neck. My fingers played with his hair. When he realized it was ok, he tightened his grip around my waist and pulled me close.
My head rested in the niche of his neck. His hand lay on the small of my back and the other playing with my hair. It felt so good to be in his embrace. I didn't want the song to end, because we would have to part. With my head resting on his chest I could hear his steady breathing. I could even smell his wonderful scent I've become accustomed to. We moved in unison with the music. I know I'm a little drunk but I feel like I'm floating on air, like I'm in heaven with an angel, My guardian angel. Neither talked at all, we just enjoyed the presence of the other.
*I don't know if I like the chapter, let me know. More reviews the quicker I'll update. Thanx!