Here is part two.
Guy Flangan is one hot dude. Oh god I wrote that down. yeah for that slow song just play your favourite slow song. Enjoy!!!
"Well Mitchell, it was nice talking to you but I have to get going." Molly said as she stood up from her bar stool.
"Why? The night is still young and I really want to get to know you a little better. Please stay." Mitchell asked her.
Now Molly wouldn't listen to some random guy but it was something about this guy. "Okay I'll stay but just for five minutes more that's it." Molly said with a little smile.
About hour later Molly and Mitchell were still talking and asking each other stupid questions.
"Okay I have one, if you could be any animal which one would you be?" Molly asked.
"I would have to say a dog. " Mitchell said, taking another drink.
Molly looked a little confused. "I would never think of you as a dog, your too cool and I'm going to shut up." She said with a laugh.
"Why? what were you going to say?" He said, leaning over to her.
Molly just looked away. "No, if I tell you then I'll just feel stupid and I don't want to feel like that on my birthday."
"Come on just tell me, I won't laugh." Mitchell said.
"No so just drop it because I'll never tell you." Molly told him as she started to laugh harder.
"Fine you don't have to tell me but you do have to dance with me." He said, getting off the bar stool and taking hold of Molly's hand.
"What? Oh no you don't, another thing you should know about me is that I don't dance." She said, refusing to move from her seat.
But Mitchell wasn't going to take no for an answer. "Do you think you're the only person in here that doesn't know how to dance?" He asked.
"If I was going to dance with you, the minute I stand on your foot you'll stop." She told him.
Mitchell leaned towards her again "I think I'll take the risk." And with that said he pulled her from the bar stool and walked over to the dance floor, just as the slow song started.
"Your going to be sorry for this, I hope you know that." Molly said in a low toned voice.
Just as the music started Mitchell wrapped his arms around her waist. "Well aren't you going to dance?" He whispered into her ear.
Molly had never dance with anyone in her life, so as her face started to go red, she wrapped her arms around his neck. I now know why I hate slow songs.
Moving with the music was the only thing Molly could do.
"Are you alright?" Mitchell asked.
"I'm just fine thanks." She said, looking at the floor. Just don't stand on his feet and everything will be fine. she was telling her-self.
"Why are you looking at the floor then? If your worried that your going to hurt me then don't." he told her.
"Sorry, I just don't want to mess it up." She said, now looking at him.
"There is something about you Mitchell." Molly said as she looked in his eyes.
"Is it something dangerous?" He asked like it would be the answer.
"No, some that makes me feel... Oh it's stupid forget." Molly said.
"Please tell me Molly." He asked in that gentle voice.
"Safe, you make me feel safe."
Now please tell me what you think, or no more Mitchell for you all.