Title: It Was You
Chapter: First Dance
Author:Aquarius Angel
Rating:PG
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Notes: Thank you to April Rane for reminding that reviews aren't
everything, but are an encouragement. I just got done reading your
review and knew exactly what to write, THANKS!!!!!!!!:P
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I knew that Michael still had a hard time with large groups of people
and shall we say mingling. And for that reason and the fact that it
has been nice having him all to my self, is why as a couple we have
never gone to parties. It was almost to much to ask of him, plus I was
afraid that it would bring back images of the first time he spoke again.
And since I still consider myself a coward I have always been afraid that
he will relapse, that he will decided that it's not worth living and
talking, that I am not enough for him to go on. So I never pushed
the issue, sure I yelled and screamed at him almost a year ago, that I
loved to party and have fun, and though it is true, I really just wanted
him to react then, I don't have to 'party' to have fun.
"What are you thinking about, Ginny?" Michael says as he hands me a
glass of punch.
"Nothing and everything. Thanks for ht punch." I look up at him and
notice that he is smiling at me. "What is my hair messed up or
something?"
"No, you look beautiful." And as he says it I know he really thinks
that since he only speaks the truth. "Will you dance with me?" As
he asks me to take the cup he just handed me away, and leads me to
the dance floor. The song was slow and has he slips his hands around
my waist I realized we have never danced together.
"This is our first dance Michael."
"I know."
Chapter: First Dance
Author:Aquarius Angel
Rating:PG
WEB Site:
Notes: Thank you to April Rane for reminding that reviews aren't
everything, but are an encouragement. I just got done reading your
review and knew exactly what to write, THANKS!!!!!!!!:P
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I knew that Michael still had a hard time with large groups of people
and shall we say mingling. And for that reason and the fact that it
has been nice having him all to my self, is why as a couple we have
never gone to parties. It was almost to much to ask of him, plus I was
afraid that it would bring back images of the first time he spoke again.
And since I still consider myself a coward I have always been afraid that
he will relapse, that he will decided that it's not worth living and
talking, that I am not enough for him to go on. So I never pushed
the issue, sure I yelled and screamed at him almost a year ago, that I
loved to party and have fun, and though it is true, I really just wanted
him to react then, I don't have to 'party' to have fun.
"What are you thinking about, Ginny?" Michael says as he hands me a
glass of punch.
"Nothing and everything. Thanks for ht punch." I look up at him and
notice that he is smiling at me. "What is my hair messed up or
something?"
"No, you look beautiful." And as he says it I know he really thinks
that since he only speaks the truth. "Will you dance with me?" As
he asks me to take the cup he just handed me away, and leads me to
the dance floor. The song was slow and has he slips his hands around
my waist I realized we have never danced together.
"This is our first dance Michael."
"I know."