A fairly simple chapter that just allows me to have time to decide what I want done next and that :D I'm also obsessed with this song...

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or lyrics, just my idea.

I burst out in a fit of giggles and stopped my amazing attempt at shuffling to see Sophie was struggling to breathe through her laughter. I hadn't thought I was that bad. The chorus burst up again from the speakers and I grabbed her hand, spinning her underneath my arm before repeating the rather fit copying actions with my feet.

I couldn't say I shuffled everyday like the song did but for once I was going to shuffle to my heart's content and Sophie's by the looks of things. Of course, if she didn't die from lack of oxygen first. She just stood there and watched my feet with a facial expression that looked like the one you got when a rather awkward scene off embarrassing bodies came on the telly and your mum was sat at your side.

LMFAO finally finished, to both of our happinesses and I took her hands and laced my fingers into them. It had been three days since I'd met Sophie Webster, meaning I, in theory, hadn't even made a dent in the amount of time I'd be spending here.

I was sort of glad about this.

Two nights ago we'd been on the beach and I had told her how I felt. Well I say told her, I sort of babbled a whole load of shit that she seemed to take in a better way than I had expected. We hadn't had the chance to meet up yesterday or during the day today, due to the fact Rosie and Sally, who I had discovered was Sophie's mum, had taken her a few miles South on an overnight cruise. She hadn't said much about it but in all my selfish ways, I had better things to do with her; ;like dancing like an idiot while tipsy in a club.

Oh wait, I was doing that now.

The next song came on and Sophie's face literally lit up.

We hadn't strayed far from the booth where Rosie and a guy she'd met, Joe, were seated, having a leisurely conversation about Kit Kats. I gave them both a fleeting smile before wondering with Sophie back into the throng of bodies on the dance floor. I didn't know what Sophie had told Rosie about me and our time together. Not like we'd done anything major, just kissed. I supposed that was pretty major but...well, ya know. Sophie turned to me and flashed me one of those radiant smiles as she pointed her hand up to the sky then lowered it down in the direction of the left of my chest.

Just shoot for the stars, if it feels right. Then aim for my heart, if you feel like..

I gave an amused laugh and grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer.

We'd both had a bit to drink so the atmosphere was nice and usual, neither of us feeling embarrassed by letting ourselves dance and sing in front of the other. We danced together for a little while more as the song continued, me making a big point of clicking my fingers to go with the beat, and Sophie, well I had no idea what she was doing but it looked a little too nice in that short dress of hers.

In fact, Sophie looked delectable in absolutely anything, as I had realised over the time with her. It didn't even seem to matter.

She said Rosie had surprised her with the dress that morning. It didn't surprise me that it was a Rosie choice: it barely existed.

Then the chorus hit.

Take me by the tongue and I'll know you. Kiss me till you're drunk and I'll show you...

I wasn't shocked as Sophie kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth.

It was like obeying the rules of the bible. Except, this was Maroon 5 and we were just making our own entertainment of the lyrics. It then surprised me that she had kissed me in public, especially when her sister could see. I just dismissed it and returned the kiss then pulled away just in time to beginning shouting that I had the moves like Jagger.

She shouted along too, both of us making a large display of sinking down gradually as the beat dragged out. She wasn't a bad dancer as far as it went but then, everyone looks good when dancing to a beat that doesn't really have any particular choreography. I should know, I danced to dubstep. She laced her fingers with mine again and brought our hands up above our heads. I kept my eyes on hers as we kept dancing.

There was something very special about this girl and how she made me feel. When I told her the other night I was confused and we'd kissed she hadn't really said much but had listened intently and made me feel more relaxed than I had in a long, long time.

She'd walked me home after that and we'd spoke on my doorstep, a bit like they did in the movies. It had made me feel special and wanted and we'd stood there and kissed, thinking that my mum could come out ny minutes and see us.

She leant in as we danced and put her forehead to mine.

This was pretty much how our night went.

Sorry for the wait my lovelys :D Reviews.