Loud House Dance Novels & Stories

Their petals move along with the music, inviting Harvey to dance with them. (Author: for a better experience, listen to Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong's 'They Can't Take That Away From Me') We may never never meet again On the bumpy road to love Still I'll always, always keep the memory of Harvey stands in the middle of the room, swaying his hips slowly and humming to Armstrong's sharp voice. White and purple lilies reign around the room, transforming into a magical moment. Harvey jumps when purple silk sheets fall from the ceiling, hanging in the middle. Harvey feels the soft fabric and walks between them, slightly losing sight of the spectacle. Suddenly, a shadow appears behind one of

We can deal with this. Excited and positive to the older ones, Blossom took him by the hand and led him to the ad libbed dance floor in the living room; They began to move to the musicality of the electronic beat, their bodies as close as possible, but froze in place when they heard thunder raging from the music. The DJ, who had just moved out of high school last year, turned up the volume on the music, drawing cheers from everyone present. Bricklayer and Loren moved steadily to two additional tunes, considering both to focus on a progression of roars that thundered out of control, yet not loud enough for the individuals around them to remember.

he asked, but she leveled him with a look that made him chuckle. “Since you claim my skiing skills are going to get me killed. I think dancing is safer. Can you dance?” Milli tipped her head at him. “Can you?” he asked calmly. Milli stood up. “You’ve ten minutes to change outta your sweats, Deputy Humpy.” He laughed. “Meet you in the bar, Vanilli Velvet, last one there buys the first round.” * * * Lloyd could hear the blaring television in Milli’s room when he quietly closed the door and headed down to the bar, as he chuckled to himself. In the bar, as he ordered a drink, a familiar head of dark curly hair turned around and smiled cheekily at him.

Ivy only laughed. “Come on ladies, the DJ is getting the party started and I need to stake my claim on the dance floor,” she said, grabbing my free hand and pulling me back into the great hall. The lights had been dimmed and spotlights had started moving in time to the music that was now blaring through the speakers. A lot of people had cleared out, probably families, leaving us to party the night away. I pretty much danced non-stop most of the evening. The music was a mix of current and older dance hits, with the occasional cheesy song thrown in. I was introduced to more people than I could remember. I was having fun, more than I had in such a long time.

Ebony was right, shit, it’s hot as hell in here. Kids are in the kitchen eating and playing drinking games while others are in the den playing pool and spades. I search for the owner of the smell that I’ve been missing for a year. I walk towards the family room where all the furniture was moved to make a makeshift dance floor. In one corner of the room, some guys are playing spades and dominoes. Usher’s song with the City Girls ‘Good Love’ is playing through the speakers. On the makeshift dance floor, I spot Imani and Zuri dancing with each other.

“Okay, I’ll dance for you.” Monique nodded. After Louise left, her eyes darkened. She knew that Louise was trying to cheer her up but she just could not do that right then. Louise walked right onto the dance floor and started moving her body rhythmically. She waved at Monique. Monique returned a smile. Louise was pretty and had a beautiful hourglass figure accentuated by her outfit—she danced really well too! Her body moved flexibly, drawing the attention of a few guys who approached her shortly after she entered the dance floor.

“Okay.” Ethel left the condo and headed back towards the common hall. The party was still going, but the energy was forced now. She saw Lester, looking troubled, near the punch bowl. He saw her and offered a weak smile, gesturing to the dance floor. She shook her head, but he persisted, coming over and taking her hand. “A dance, for an old man?” he asked, his eyes kind. “The night shouldn’t end on such a sour note.” She couldn’t refuse him. They danced, a slow, simple sway, but Ethel’s mind was elsewhere. The room was too hot, the air too thick with the smell of spilled drink and conflict. She felt a fresh wave of claustrophobia.

Confirming the prior action, Luke nods. “Por pabor… the music would now turn in mellow,” he speaks up then the audiences goes out from the dance floor when the music is now turning soft and sweet. A classic 80’s love song is playing. Some are couples are on the dance floor—embracing each other to the beat. Luke is blushing when looking at the face of Dylan. “Baila mi amigo.” He taps the shoulder of Luke then he stands up clearing his throat. Dylan is dumbfounded when seeing his grey eyes gazing so sweetly.

"Yeah." I finish my cocktail to the last drop. "Let's dance.” I exclaimed aloud with a forced smile on my face. “Let's dance too, Landon." I stand. Landon quickly stands from his chair, looking all excited, while he holds my hand and leads me to the dance floor along with the other people dancing. Landon loves to dance even though he ain't actually really great at it but he knows some basic clubbing dance moves. He holds my waist with one hand while we dance together, our bodies close to each other while my eyes landed to Hugo. He was being pulled by Dominique to join us but he keeps looking at me and Landon.

Dorothy replied. Dorothy heard her favorite music she stood and danced Noel stood and danced with her Elvis smiled. "What song is that I don't understand what means," Elvis asked. "Its romantic Luo song talks about the two love birds" Silvia replied. Silvia stood and danced and Elvis joined her dance nearly all the people in the hall danced to enjoy the song the artist was happy to see how people were enjoying his song