Oh my god! We just had a moment! Wait! I don’t like him. ‘Yeah you are fallen for his charm’ butted my subconscious. I immediately shut my brain off; I noticed that i was still in his embrace and he was staring at me intently. I didn’t see his eyes but I could still feel him shoot daggers through my head. I looked up only to confirm his cosmic black eyes staring me. I opened my mouth to say something but the words were lost in Amazon. There was something different in his stare or it’s just me reading between the lines. Or maybe I am noticing his eyes for the first time.
He suddenly took a flock of my hairs and tucked it behind my ear without breaking his stare. I tried breaking it first but couldn’t as if he bewitched me. I was feeling thousands of butterflies inside my stomach. I was silently praying for me, to not to fall for his eyes. The only thing I could see in his eyes was determination, dedication, fear and a sparkle which was difficult to understand.
Suddenly, we heard someone clearing throat. He immediately backed off and started scratching back of his neck. It was old janitor which we met earlier, he smiled and walked away, leaving us clumsy and stuttering. To avoid any more awkwardness,
I prompted, ” let’s head back , it’s time to participate for tonight’s best….” coincidentally we completed the sentence in unison ” Couple”.
We ignored what just happened and started moving towards the auditorium silently.
This time he prompted, ” let’s participate please! please! “.
I replied, ” No…”.
He frowned a little with his perfectly sculptured lips and said,” Pl.. eas… eee” with the puppy eyes which can beat mines too.
I replied,” No, look you are perfect not me!”.
The next thing he did was unexpected, he was on his knees, holding both of my hands, begging with his eyes.
I tried explaining, ” Look, we are about to reach auditorium, people are looking, I am already having a poor image, think about yours”.
He simply shrugged his shoulders and answered, ” I don’t care, mine is the same, I won’t get up, until you say yes!”.
Look at me, literally, I am stuck with this boy, I immediately untied the handkerchief and heaved a sigh. I turned and to my surprise people were staring like a hawk in our direction.
I said in an irritated tone,” Get up! I will”.
He was shinning and grinning like a 4 year old. God this boy is crazy. I don’t even know him, wait! I have never seen his face and here I am bearing his torturing requests. Am I that easy to manipulate? The answer is no… I am not.. it’s just him…. uuuughhh… him.
He lead me to the auditorium. I saw Ria and the group in the same corner, it’s better not to introduce them to my Mr. Mystery. Wait! Not my Mr. Mystery.
I was busy bantering mine or not, he brought me out of my reverie by asking ” Ready lady?”.
I said, ” Yes, if you insist so much”.
He chuckled and said,” You and your sarcasm, i love them , this time only Salsa..”.
I nodded and he kissed me in front of whole auditorium. I was blushing to the deepest shade of red. He extended his hand and waited patiently for me to take it. I took few seconds and thought for the last time, finally came to a decision that I should go for it, if he is so confident then why I can’t? I accompanied him and he said,” That’s my girl, let’s show them who you are?”.
I corrected him immediately and said,” who we are?”. He nodded in reply.
Look the courage in me, I barely know the guy and I am agreeing his every decision. Well, I don’t know him at all. I don’t even know how he looks like? What’s his name? How can I trust someone so easily?
I really need a psychiatrist and I personally believe that I have some serious issues. I am just bearing all of him, wait it will be a big fat white lie, if I would say that I don’t enjoy his company. I really enjoy dancing with him , his touches and his kisses…. they are … mind blocking….. mind blowing.
I don’t know why I feel that I have seen him, for sure. His dance style is so familiar. I wish I could see his face finally… but you never know when he will vanish.. that’s why I named him Mr. Mystery….. May be…