I was only 15 when I met him. Yes, I was too young to fall in love at that moment. But what else can I do? My heart screams for his name every time were not together. I know I should have not left him that way… But I don’t want to see a person bleeding because of us.
We met at a photo shoot sponsored by my mom for their school. I was a photographer for that said activity. He was one of the models who were assigned to me. At first, I didn’t notice him, since I was busy taking pictures of the models.
“Click”
“Click”
“Click”
After the successful photo shoot, a party was given off by their school to acknowledge everybody who’s behind the great photo shoot. Of course, we were invited. I saw him again… At the party this time, all groomed and looking perfectly handsome. (Well, all of them are so formal that night). While partying with my co-photographers, one of the models approached me.
“Hey! You’re one of the photographers right?”
“Yes, why? Is there something I can do for you?” I formally answered.
“Good thing you asked. My friend there asked me to ask you if you two can have this dance?” pointing toward him.
“Who? Me? Nah.. I don’t dance... besides, my mom’s here.”
“That’s not a problem. I can handle it.” And he approached my mom.
After a while, he returned smiling.
“Your mom said you can dance all night long, as long as you want... So let’s go?”
“Uh… but my friends…”
“I can handle them… My whole group can accompany them. Now Miss, no more excuses...”
Well, I can’t do anything. So I followed him to this unknown guy who wanted to dance with me.
“Here she is bro’. Handle her easily. I don’t want to be blamed by her mom. Enjoy the night.” said the guy, smiling at us.
I looked at him. At a glance, he does seem so good after all. Maybe it’s just my imagination that keeps on thinking naughty thoughts, I just said to myself.
“So… Let’s dance?” he asked.
“Uhm.. Ok...” I answered avoiding him.
We headed the dance floor. Even it was that crowded, it seems like we were just the person on the floor. He held me closer to him. I can feel from his hands, he’s nervous.
“hahahahaha…”, I laughed out loud.
“Huh? Why are you laughing?” he asked, looking at me puzzled.
“Nah... It’s nothing... don’t mind me...”
“No serious… Is there a problem??”
“Well you see... I really don’t know how to dance.”
“Oh... Don’t worry it’s just a sway... It’s easy... Look...”
Soon as he started dancing with me, the DJ changed the song…
“Apple bottom jeans in boots with the fur…. The whole club was looking at her… She hit the floor… Next thing you know, Shawty got low… Low… Low… Low….”
“Hahahahahaha… that’s what you call dance.” I said, laughing very hard, while dancing like a party animal.
I can see it in his eyes, that he was so disappointed. Bothered, I asked him.
“Hey, don’t you feel like dancing? I thought were going to dance?”
“Yes but, I was not expecting this song.” , he said avoiding my eyes.
“Uhm… Ok then, let’s dance the dance you want.”, I said just to please this unknown guy.
“Really? I was just hoping to dance a sweet dance with you….”
“A what?!?!? Well… I guess it’s not bad after all… Ok..” I said.
    I was not thinking what we were doing that time. I just want to please this unknown guy. We danced like lovers under the hip-hop song. Yes, you might be thinking we were crazy, but what else can I do? The whole dance, I was just laughing. For about a minute, we were dancing like that when suddenly…
    “Miss, thanks for the dance, do you want to go back to your friends?”, he asked.
    “Uhm, yes please. I’m a bit tired and dizzy, with all this noise and everything”
    After that scenario, everything went fine that night.
    I was not thinking of him for about weeks. For me he’s just an acquaintance.
    It was an ordinary school day. After my classes, I was to hang with my friends outside the school when the same guy who asked my mom suddenly appeared outside the campus.
    “Hi! Remember me?” he asked, smiling at me.
    “Uhm, yes I guess… Aren’t  you the guy who asked me to dance in behalf of your friend?”
    “So you remember. My friend wants to talk to you if you don’t mind?”
    “But I’m with my friends. We’re about to go home.”
    Suddenly, he appeared behind the gate.
    “In that case Ms. Snobbish, can I take you home?”
    My friends started laughing and giggling around. They even started teasing me. One of them waved bye to me and guided the others away from us, leaving the two of us alone.
    “But, you see, I really don’t go with strangers. Sorry.” I apologized and tried to follow my friends.
    “Me? Stranger?”, blocking my way ahead.
    “Yes. You still even don’t know my name right, so do I.” I answered confidently.
    “Oh yes. If that’s what you want, I’m Andrei Boromeo, you can call me Drei if you like.” handing his hand out for me to accept.
    “Well you see, it’s a bit late already, I have to go home.”
    “Wait!”, grabbing my arm just to stop me.
    “Now what? Can’t you see its getting darker already? I really have to go home Mr. Boromeo or my mom and dad will call the police just to find me. I’m sure you don’t want to be in that kind of trouble, right?” I answered.
    “I just want to know your name, that’s all. I hope you don’t mind. I know we’re not formally introduced when we met last week. That’s why I’m here. You see Ms., by the way what’s your name?
    “Uhm, me? Im Nicole, Nick for short.”
    “Nick? What an odd name. A boy’s name for a beautiful girl like you? Well, Ms. Nick, friends?”
    “Do I have a choice? Ok then, friends.”
    I reached for his hands, and that’s where our story started.