She pushed her way through the crowd, trying to get back to her group of friends. She’d only been at this party for half an hour but already she wanted to leave. To be honest, she hadn’t really wanted to come in the first place. If it wasn’t for the fact that her best friend was throwing this party, she’d be at home now, curled up on the couch with a good book.
The sunlight pulsed gently through the windows, basking the room in golden light. There was a slight breeze, gently lifting the lace curtains that hung in the huge glass windows. Normally she would have stopped and admired the simple beauty of the scene, but there were far too many people in the room and she felt suffocated.
She sighed loudly and continued pushing her way through the crowd muttering “excuse me” every 5 seconds.
Suddenly, without warning, she was pulled backward and a strong pair of arms wound round her waist from behind. She stiffened.
“Hey” a voice whispered into her ear.
She stiffened further. It was a voice she knew so well. A voice she replayed in her head every night before falling asleep.
She didn’t reply him. Couldn’t. She couldn’t move or think or speak or…
“So…I was wondering if you’d like to go out tomorrow?” his voice was less steady than before, probably because she hadn’t replied. “Like..for coffee or something?”
It was a few seconds before she managed to nod mutely, still unable to find her voice. Her fingers fiddled nervously with the skirt of her black and white dress.
He laughed slightly, more relieved than anything. His arms tightened around her waist as he leaned forward slightly and brushed his lips against her cheek.
“So I’ll see you tomorrow. Around 4” this time it wasn’t so much of a question.
She nodded again. And he laughed again. And let her go.
When she turned around, all she got was a glimpse of a tall figure in a white shirt and blue jeans before he disappeared into the crowd.