Don't Leave Me Out Here Dancing Alone Novels & Stories

Find love in a stranger’s arms. I dance to the thumping music, throwing myself into it so I don’t have to think, to feel. The pounding bass drowns out even the pounding of my heart. Hands crawl across my curves from all sides, but I close my eyes and ignore them. I just move, just feel the music, the touches, and revel in not being alone. He left. It echoes through my heart like an accusation, so I down another drink and dance harder, letting the music conceal my fear and pain.

I whined. "I'll be back in no time, okay?" She caressed my hair. I huffed and rolled my eyes. "I'm going to get laid." She laughed and dragged her feet and staggered away. I heaved tiredly as I watched different bodies dance. I searched the dance floor with my eyes but I couldn't find Brielle or the guy. Argh! Why did they leave me all alone huh? Suddenly, I started feeling tipsy and my vision was getting blurry and my surroundings weren't clear again.

ELLE POV Before I pour myself a glass of champagne, Emma, Taylor, and Charity drag me to the middle of the packed dance floor as the song "Single Ladies" by Beyonce blares through the speakers. Women are going wild throughout the club, pushing men to the side to take over the dance floor.

I say, lifting my red solo cup at her before taking a large swig and walking away from the kitchen. My hand clutches the plastic in desperation to ease my pain as I bring myself over to the dance floor. The loud music continues to flow throughout my body, having me down the rest of my cup before going to sway my hips to the rhythm. I close my eyes, thinking of every moment that I've ever danced with Jack as I pretend as if he were here with me. I miss you so much Jack. I wish you were here with me. I wish I didn't feel so alone.

Normally, I would have declined, but tonight, I was tired of feeling left out. With a hint of defiance, I agreed to his offer. Maybe dancing with a stranger would make me feel less invisible, less alone. As we twirled and moved to the rhythm of the music, I couldn't help but feel a glimmer of happiness. It was liberating to let go of my inhibitions and enjoy myself without worrying about fitting into someone else's circle.

Britney yelled, surprised when she saw me without the wedding dress. Britney Samuel was my best friend, but at this time, I couldn't listen to her, I had to go; I just had to leave town. There was no way I could continue with the wedding. Not after knowing he had been cheating on me. The other bridesmaids rushed in, their fancy dresses not really made for running. "Anastasia, wait! What's going on?" they pleaded, but I kept going, the gap between us getting bigger as I raced towards the hotel exit.

Luke walked to them to join them on the dance floor. Debra went up to the DJ and requested that he play a beat-heavy song. Everything was new to Ava. She felt shy about dancing. Luke held her hand and pulled her to him. "Hey! Don't feel awkward. No one will see you. Even if they do, does it matter? Just focus on yourself." Ava glanced at her friends, who nodded and began to dance. She tried to move her legs to imitate their steps. After a while, she started enjoying it. It seemed like the half-glass of beer was influencing her brain.

“I think we've come to the best part. Dance with Me? asked the tattooed man. “Actually, I do not dance. In fact, I was already going to sleep. "I can't believe you are leaving me here alone." - You are not alone. “People are dancing. I am left over here. — Inconveniently, he held me by the forearm — Dance with me. It is just a music. Nothing else. "I am sorry, I do not want to dance," I said, almost losing patience and pulling my arm out of his grasp. From the offended way he looked at me, I was sure that if we were alone, I would be completely screwed. There were no living beings with more fragile egos than rejected men.

FREMA It was now five days since the heart wrecking episode and I kept to myself. Well, mostly. Liam was always there to piss me off. Right now, I was dancing to James Arthur's "Empty space", and even as sweat poured down my body, my hips kept rotating and rocking the hell out of the music. "I'm alone in my bed, And looking for love in this stranger's bed, But I don't think I'll find it, 'Cause only you could fill this empty space.."

Lorian and Rael both turned to her in shock. “No!” Rael objected immediately. “That’s suicide!” Aria shook her head. “This sword… I can feel something calling me. I have to go there. Maybe it’s the only way.” Lorian studied her closely before exhaling in frustration. “Then we all go. I’m not letting you face this alone.” Rael still looked uncertain but eventually nodded. “Fine… We leave before dawn.” They left the fortress under the cover of darkness. The cold air clung to them, their breaths visible like pale mist in the night.