I was clenching tightly to Dion's waist as we rode the bike through the street. We were going so fast that I almost mistook the streetlights as meteor showers.
"We're here!" He abruptly stopped the bike and jumped off and went to me to escort me jump down from my seat.
He reached his hand and gestures for me to hold it which I did that immediately sent tingles to every part of my body.
The cheers and music coming from the venue of the ball, which is inside one of the prestigious hotels in our town, is blasting too loud that it drowned out the sound of my unusually racing heartbeat that I have no control over whenever Dion touches me or look at me adoringly.
Dion was staring at me, then he looked down at the ground, a few moments later he laughed and began to drag me with him. We are no
