The music is sweet as we dance to pass the time. Dance to take away the pain. Dance to keep all the outside world away. He becomes me, just as I become him. Our faces seem to become more beautiful, or at least his face. he tells me that my face does the same, I don't know whether to believe him or not. I want, I will learn to convince myself to believe him. So far he hasn't done anything bad to me. In his eyes he even called me the most beautiful. Honestly such a compliment is a waste for me. But he declares that this is not the case, that they are a waste compared to the complement. I do him too much justice. I stare at his hair, I don't want to meet his gaze. His gaze is so intense that I can't even imagine the effect it will have on me, beyond giving me a heart attack. "Why don't you look at me, I don't attract you anymore?" he chuckles, I turn around and feel the heat rising to my face. He's starting to smile, even without seeing his face I know he's smiling. When I look back at it, my feelings are confirmed. I feel like I'm having a small heart attack. “Please stop looking at me.” I whisper, he stares at me intently as always. “Please do what I ask for once.” she moves away from him. He grabs me before I can get any further away from here. "Remove your hand." I bark, it's the first time I raise my voice at him, he really loses his cold demeanor for a moment. look at me in disbelief it looks like I gave him a slap. I thought about it, it would serve as punishment for making me feel guilty. "Where does this come from? Have your hormones finally kicked in? You're getting uglier by the second, you're a horr-!" I cut him off by placing a finger on his… center of the paper… the last word as he peeled off my scarf and began a gentle, torturous assault on my neck. “Ian. St-.” The assault became more violent, it did nothing but stir the pot of emotions and excitement even more, on my more than sensitive neck. "Don't stop." I say with my mouth open, only I understand myself. He pauses very briefly to speak "Say my name again." I do as he says and notice that my dress is open. "Still." Order to bite my neck, I'm sure it will leave some marks, I don't care!" I shout. He smiles and chuckles. "Keep giving me previews, but save the good ones for when you need them. That's if you can talk once I go wild on you. I hold on to him for dear life as he picks me up and pushes me against a wall. The wall I initially pushed myself against to escape. I silently thank the music, I expect Ian to do the same. But before everything continues, the music stops.