Romance on the Dance Floor - Ch. 17 Part 2

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I always thought that people overreacted when they get their heart broken. I never understood the drama, the crying, the obsession... But now that I’m actually experiencing it it’s even worse than how they described it.

I felt pain going through me the minute I saw Sean came into the studio.
I used to look at him as the guy that I shouldn’t be with, now he became the guy I couldn’t be with. The guy that belonged to someone else.
"Sorry I’m late. I was with Tanya, and I kind of lost track of time."
Hearing him call her name was even more hurtful.
"It’s okay" I answered, hoping he would change the subject. I just couldn’t hear the details of his date.
"So let’s get it started" he said while walking towards the stereo to put the music on.

Even though I was trying to act normal as much as I could I just couldn’t bare to look in his eyes while we were rehearsing.

I had the feeling Sean felt that I was distant. He suddenly stopped dancing
"Is everything alright?" he asked.
"Yeah, why wouldn’t I be alright?"
"You look distracted" he said while looking straight in my eyes as if he was searching for the truth in my eyes. I looked away.
"I’m just a bit nervous for the show" As the fashion show was approaching it seemed the easiest excuse for me to use.
It was clear that he didn’t buy my weak explanation, but instead of keeping asking about it, while we continued dancing, he started to dance closer to me and seeking for eye contact. As if he wanted to test me.

The dance ended with him grabbing me close to his. It was part of the "happy ending" George wanted. Sean looked at me and this time his gaze kept me captured again.
His light brown eyes went straight to my heart, making me forget about Tanya for a while.
"Why wont you tell me what’s really bothering you?" he whispered. His eyes still on mine.
I couldn’t say a word. After a few seconds I freed myself from his grip.

How was I supposed to get a hold of myself if I kept drowning in his eyes every time he looks at me? And why was he looking at me and talking to me like that, he was with Tanya now.
"I told you, the fashion show is in 2 days and I’m just a bit nervous"
"I don’t believe you. I think there’s something else" he said convinced. "Is it your mother?"
"No!" I said quickly
"Then what is it? Are you mad at me for something?" he was getting close.
"What makes you think I’m mad at you?" I answered
"Because you’re curt with me."
So he noticed. I always thought I was good at hiding my feelings, that no one could figure me out. But now it’s like I’m not myself anymore. Or maybe he was just too damn good at reading my mind.
"Why didn’t you ask me about how my date went with Tanya? Since this was actually your idea, it’s strange you’re not a slight bit curious about it?" he asked. Now he was too close to figure me out.

I didn’t know what to say.
After a few seconds of silence I realized that he was still waiting for my answer.
"Well sorry, I just have some stuff on my mind that’s all"
"I thought you were nervous about the fashion show?"
He came closer and put his two hands on my shoulders.
"You know you can tell me everything" his voice was soft and the touch of his hands caused my body to shiver. I felt guilty towards Tanya for feeling this way. She was my friend.

Why was he acting like that? He’s back with Tanya. And giving the fact that he said he was attracted to me, wasn’t it inappropriate to act like that? He should take his distance. Unless…
"Stop doing this" I said while taking a step back
"Doing what?" he asked
"If you think you can use me to get back at Tanya then you’re wrong" It seemed the only logical explanation for his behavior.
"What?!" he reacted as if I told him I was from mars.
"I thought I already made myself clear that I wasn’t that kind of person" I continued.
"What kind of person?" he asked still confused.
"The person that you can use whenever you feel like"
"First of all I’m not using anyone. I thought I already made myself clear that I wasn’t that kind of person." He was quoting me.
"Second, why would I want to get back at Tanya?"

Sean’s POV:

I went to take a seat on the couch and sighed.
"You know, you’re very confusing Layla" I said while going through my hair with my fingers.
"I’m confusing? You just kissed Tanya an hour ago and now you’re here flirting with me, and you’re calling me confusing" I could see she regretted saying it the minute she flipped it out.
I was surprised.
"Oh, you saw that." My voice was calmer "So that’s what this is all about?"
Was she jealous? Did she have feelings for me, other then physical attraction? All those questions kept running through my head. Question where I surprisingly didn’t want to know the answers to.
My feelings towards her were strong, no question about that, but it would be so much easier to avoid them if I knew she didn’t feel the same.
Still it hurt to know that she thinks I’m using her, that she doesn’t mean anything to me.

"Layla, you should know by now that I’m not using you for anything. And Tanya and I worked things out but that kiss you saw didn’t mean we got back together."
"Oh, uh… I thought…" she looked embarrassed.
"Well you thought wrong" I said calmly.
"I’m sorry, okay. How was I supposed to know" she said.
"You know let’s just forget about it"
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Layla:

The next morning Tanya came by the house. I was alone in the kitchen when I opened the door for her.
It wasn’t clear to me who she came for, me or Sean.
"Hi Tanya. How are you" I said politely.
"I’m great, thanks" she replied enthusiastic.
"I think Sean is upstairs. Do you want me to call him for you?"
"No it’s okay. I actually came here for you" she took a seat next to me at the kitchen table.
"I want to thank you for what you did for me. I know you kind of pushed Sean to talk to me. I appreciate that."
"Your welcome" I said, not understanding why she was so happy.

"So how did it go?" I asked curious, hoping she will give me more details then Sean did.
"It went very well"
Very well? Did she get the wrong idea about the kiss? Or did Sean lie to me about it. I was confused.
"Oh so you guy’s are back together?" I asked
"No, we are friends now. It’s better like this" she answered.
"I thought you wanted to get back with him?"
"That’s what I thought too. But it turns out what I really wanted was closure. The guilt was killing me and the fact that we ended our relationship so abruptly made it difficult for me to get over him. But now that we talked things through and after we kissed we both realized that the feelings weren’t there anymore. I finally get to move on."
"Well I’m very happy you figured things out." I said.

I felt silly for reacting the way I did yesterday. I got to know a side of me that I never knew I had: Jealousy.
One thing’s for sure either I had to tell him how I feel or I have to suppress my feelings and wait until all this is over. It’s only a matter of days until I’m out of this house. Out of his life.
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