Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 120
I fell silent and we just
continued dancing,
managing a small twirl
here and there, until the
song ended.
Just as the next song
started, some melodic
guitar plucking playing, I
heard a voice from
behind me.
“Mind if I cut in?”
I turned to see Dylan, a
sheepish smile on his
face.
“Seth, right? Look, I
know she’s your
girlfriend,” he said
quickly, raising both his
hands as if to say Chill,
Dude. “I just thought
it’d be a waste not to
grab the opportunity to
dance with a girl as
pretty as her.”
Seth’s grip on me
tightened for a
nanosecond before
loosening and I looked
up to see a vaguely
amused expression on
his face. He shrugged
and smiled at him. “I’ll
be watching you, so
don’t you even try
anything funny.”
That was it? He was
simply going to give me
away like that? Wasn’t
he even just a tad
jealous?
My thoughts whirred to
a stop at the
realization. It wasn’t
like he was my real
boyfriend anyway.
Whatever.
Dylan tentaively offered
his hand and I stepped
away from Seth to
take it, trying to be
polite. The song
sounded familiar, but it
took me a while to
recognize it as How
Long Will I Love You, by
Ellie Goulding, but the
male singer really sang
it well. I caught sight of
Seth offering to dance
with Isabelle, who
laughed before standing
up and accepting it.
I turned back to Dylan
and smiled. “So,” I said,
feeling incredibly
awkward.
“I think I heard this
song from a movie
before,” Dylan began,
probably sensing my
wariness.
I nodded. “Yeah. The
title was About Time,
right?”
His face lit up. “Yeah!
That’s it. That was a
good movie.”
His smile was pretty
contagious and I
started to relax. “I
know. I loved it.” Maybe
because he was a
complete stranger, I
found myself saying,
“My father died from
cancer, so the ending
really brought me to
tears.”
“I’m sorry. It must have
been hard.” He looked at
me with such sincerity
it nearly took my breath
away. “Now I feel bad
for bringing the movie
up.”
I shook my head and
smiled. He was so open
and sincere, and I
immediately knew he
was a good person. “No,
no, no. It was my fault.”
We talked for a while,
Dylan skillfully changing
the topic like a good
conversationalist. He
was actuaply pretty
funny, easily making me
laugh and ease into a
surprisingly comfortable
conversation with him.
“If I had Tim’s ability,”
he said after a while, “I
would go back to time
to meet you before
Seth does.” He smiled,
letting me know it was
a joke.
I laughed.
In the movie About
Time, the main
character Tim was
capable of travelling
back into time, a trait
that had been passed
down in his family for
generations. He used it
a lot to get things right
with this girl Mary.
When the song ended,
he offered to walk me
back to the table. We
were on our way, but
Seth had just finished
walking Isabelle back
and was heading dirctly
towards us.
Dylan and I stopped.
“Hey. I was thinking we
could dance more?” Seth
said, looking slightly
embarrassed to ask.
My heels were starting
to kill me, but I didn’t
care when I answered,
“Of course.”
Dylan thanked me for
the dance and turned to
Seth with an easy
smile. “You’re a lucky
guy.”
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