DanceLikeThere'sNoTomorrow...AR OS

Dance. This one thing means the world to me, well I'd rather not call it a thing that's too un-respectful a word for it. I would call it a crazy feeling, a feeling so unusual, a feeling with which I am born, yeah that's what I feel. It let's me be me. I don't have to be someone else once I put on my dancing shoes, dance is craziness, passionate, anger, happiness, sadness. In short it is a mix of all the emotions.

According to me I am a happy go lucky types, I am a person who hates taking tension and I guess the reason behind me being this tension free girl is my dance. I seriously have no idea how life would have been without dance? And trust me neither do I wish to have such dirty ideas, yeah I agree that I have a dirty mind but not this dirty. Ew, imagine my life without dance would have been so…uh…whatever.

Well, I forgot to gave my introduction, so I am Ridhima Gupta, and right now I am a dance teacher at Cherry creek studio, Denver. Man! It feels so good to be actually saying that, I have finally fulfilled my dream. Now I can teach dance in my own studio and it's so crazy there, I'm friends with all my students and I so enjoy it, energy literally radiates from that room even if it's the kids batch.

As I practiced my routine for the third time, I waited for my students. They were never so late, and that to together. As I took a sip of water from my bottle I saw a reflection in the mirror, it was a guy.

"uh….hi I am Armaan" he said and forwarded his hand towards me.

"oh….hi Armaan, you had called me this morning right?"

"yeah"

"okay. Hi I am Ridhima, well my students aren't here yet, so you tell me something about you?" I did that with every new student, to check their nature.

"well, um….I am Armaan as you know, and I am 23, I am a student and I love dance. Yah that's pretty much it" well I knew he would be a difficult one, because of his shy nature.

"so…" before I could continue I heard a group of loud cheers.

"SURPRISE" the voice came in unison and there entered my batch with a cake in their hands and party caps over their heads and I realized it was my birthday. I know it's strange but I had forgotten it.

"happy birthday to you happy….." they sang as the placed the cake in front of me and I cut it. I hugged them all, they were my only family, I just loved them like anything but it felt kind of strange as I saw Armaan standing on the side as all this was new to him. But nevertheless I motioned with my hand to join and he did, coming beside me he wrapped his arm around me and it felt something really different, I got all conscious don't know why but it did feel strange.

"thank you so much guys, I love you all very much" I said coming out of the hug.

"okay now enough, party's over dance time and yah guys, he is new here, his name is Armaan and he's normal, so please don't make him go crazy like you guys" they all laughed at my joke and I started the class.

Throughout the class my main focus was Armaan only, come on it was his first day I had to check him out, uh…I mean look after him, but he was amazing, he did each and every step with so much energy and just so perfectly but expressions were lacking, but I knew that was because he was too shy to express himself properly. I was in love with him….uh…his dancing. What the f**k, is wrong with me. Well the class got over soon and everyone one had the routine on their tips and I really felt proud when something like this happened.

"hey Ridz, we want a treat" shouted Chuck as the class got over and the whole classes agreed with him and chanted 'party party'

"okay okay, party from my side Uranium disc, be there by nine okay? And everyone is invited"

All hooted as they heard what I just said and started dispersing. Armaan was the last one to leave but before he could go I asked for his number and told him that he has to come to which he nodded and left.

***

I could here the loud music coming from inside the disc as I parked my car in the parking lot. I reached the entrance and I could see the crazy people/my students standing there and as I reached all I could hear was their hooting.

"Someone's looking really hot today" commented Alli from the crowd. Okay I admit I had put some extra effort to get ready today but that's how you get ready for parties, well I wore a silver sequenced dress, it ended inches above my knees with a pair of black pumps and I let my straight hair fall on my bare shoulders. Come on that was fine, but that was not what bothered me, I was looking for Armaan. Where was he? Was he coming or not?

So we finally entered and everyone just did what they wanted to, some went to the dance floor, some to the lounge and some to the bar, well I preferred the bar because I felt a bit conscious of the dress, not cuz' it was short but because I had never something so girly before, so to relax myself a bit I really needed a drink. As I proceeded towards the bar I could see a guy wearing a tight black T-shit which clearly exposed his cuts, and a pair of grey slim-fit pants. Hey! I saw those on Zara, okay yah I do notice such silly stuff.

I recognized it was Armaan and went to him.

"so you made it?" he turned his face as he heard my voice.

"uh…yah, you are looking really good today" he complimented and I, uh….did blush a bit.

"you too mister" I said and winked "so what are you planning to sit her ideally?"

"um…yeah I guess, since I don't know much people here"

"oh! Come on don't be such a bore, come let's dance"

"no, you carry on I really don't…"

"what no? you are dancing with me and that's final" without letting him say anything I dragged him to the dance floor.

We entered the crowd on the dance floor and I started grooving but he didn't even budge, I tried to make him dance but all my efforts went waste. After fifteen minutes of 'trying' to make him dance I gave up, but again my naughty mind came up with another idea.

Dragging him out of the dance floor I took him back to the bar.

"you are so stubborn, you know that Mallik?" I said with narrowed eyes.

"what?" he asked offended.

Without answering him I just asked the bartender for two tequila shots, that worked faster, as in to get someone drunk.

"there you go" I placed one shot in front of him and one in front of me, he still looked at me perplexed. "relax I am not taking advantage of you, just for fun. Come on it's the birthday girl's request"

"but…"

"pleaseee" I stretched the word and no one could ignore my puppy dog face, because I was too cute to resist. Okay jokes apart, I really have to get him drunk to see his real side or at least he would open up.

I motioned him to drink and he did, within one go he took it in and squinted his eyes as the bitter taste reached his throat. Well, no one had to tell me to drink it cuz' I had already finished mine and without much a do, I ordered another pair of shots for us. Well that was two down but I didn't stop there. Three down. Four down. Five down. Okay now I had stopped because I also couldn't take it anymore and it really felt that my throat was burning. My head too hurt, and I had actually forgotten what I was doing here, yah well true what am I doing here? But who cares I had to get Armaan drunk and I had done that because he had started hooting in my ears and there you go, his real side.

Without waiting for another minute I dragged him to the dance floor again. And this time we both had gone so crazy, it was a fast track and we dance like there was no tomorrow. No one would believe me if I tell them that we were dancing like those people from slums in India when there is a marriage. But yes we were. No one was bothered about the way we were dancing as everyone there was busy in their own world dancing to the beats of 'tankin it off' by Akon.

Soon the DJ changed the track to 'crank it up' and now we had taken a totally different road, this time we weren't crazy and a step or two close. This time we were all sexy and lusty and a not even a step apart, yeah I know sounds horny but we were actually like that.

I felt myself burning as he pulled me closer by waist, extremely close. Not even a fly could come between us. My arms wrapped around his neck as we moved are feet with the beats of the music, I could clearly see his eyes, they were so….uh…. I really don't know what words to use for the way his eyes looked at me but all I can say is, I so wanted to kiss him. His right hand which rested on my waist slowly crawled up and it reached my left hand which was still wrapped around his neck, and held it and twirled me around due to which my back crashed into his chest and my right hand still rested around his neck. Once again I turned my face a bit towards him and saw his eyes, I just wanted to look into them, not for a single second I wanted to remove my gaze from there and continued moving our feet to the music.

I turned back to him, and place my hand on his shoulder and held his other hand. My right leg went up halfway as I bent my knees and twisted right and then left. Holding his hand I moved away from him and twirling I came back. As soon as I came back I crashed into Armaan once again but the sync of dance still remained, we weren't even an inch apart. I looked into his and he did the same, we were so close that even her foreheads were in contact. If anyone saw us they would have thought that we would kiss each other any moment, and the ones who thought that were right. We did.

Yes I actually kissed him, actually no he did, no I….uh whatever I was too drunk to notice, but I know we were like really into the kiss. I loved the feeling of his lips on mine, my hands moved into his hair and entwined them with my fingers. The kiss got even deeper as he pulled me more closer and kissed me like no one ever did, I mean the guys I dated before were so bad in front of him. I don't know how long we continued kissing but it was really a long one. Neither of us wanted to stop it.

Finally I realized, that I didn't even knew him we had just met today and been together for an hour only and here we were dancing, so close and making out crazily. That was what we were doing. I slowly opened my eyes and came out of the kiss and we both gave each other real weird looks as what the heck had gotten into us, I was relieved that no one had seen us and quickly we just left the dance floor and joined everyone.

There was still a lot of awkwardness between the two of us and we didn't talk at all, but I really had a great time with my friends.

***

It had been a month since that kiss thing took place and Armaan was still my student, we had really gotten over that thing though we did remember that, night really well, at least I did. He had become a good friend but not that good. He was the same guy, he was in the class on his first day. He was never open whenever he danced.

But slowly, he did open up well a bit too much. He finally started showing his crazy side and he had become a friend of mine just like my other students and everyone loved him, me too, as a friend only. He was a really amazing dancer, his passion for dance dripped in his each and every move. The personality, the expressions with which he danced were superb, he never missed a single beat.

Today I reached class 20 minutes early and I was shocked to see Armaan there, practicing.

"when did you come?" I asked him as he finished the routine.

"10 minutes ago"

"you came half an hour earlier?"

"yeah! Um…well Ridhima I needed to talk to you"

"yah say?"

"can we please sit down?" he asked and looked a bit uncomfortable. We sat on the two been bags placed in the corner.

"okay! What happened?"

"look you remember your birthday party?" he asked and my eyes widened with shock. Why did he have to talk about this now? Two months later?

"uh….yah, yah I do w-why?"

"well, um…look…i…uh if I am not wrong w-we…uh…" he wasn't able to complete his sentence so I did it for him.

"k-kiss-ed?"

"yes! So well, this thing has been….bothering me for the past two months" what? He wasn't over it yet? I shifted in my seat and I felt uncomfortable.

"so…."

"uh…please let me complete"

"okay sorry"

"so I really wanted to say sorry for that, I know you didn't wanted to do that, maybe I had forced you to kiss me and I shouldn't have done that I'm sorry Ridhima"

"you don't have to be, really you don't. Had I felt so wrong about that I would have stopped you that very moment, so just don't be so bothered I am fine"

"you sure?"

"yes. And you know what? I really happy that we talked about it, you are the second person I have this heart-to-heart talk stuff and it feels great"

"second? Oh right! First would be you mom"

"uh…no I don't have a family"

"what?" he looked startled "I mean I-I am sorry"

"no need, they left me not you"

"they left you? You me they…."

"yes, they abandoned me when I was a day old and from then I lived with my grand-father, I know it's confusing but will explain it to you sometime later, and he also died when I was 18 and since then I have been living here in Denver with my best friend Muskaan, she is the first one." Till the time I completed I had tears in my eyes, well they were out already. I haven't told this to anyone, Muski was a childhood best friend so she knew and why I told it to Armaan? Even I don't know.

"guess you haven't talked about it to Muskaan?" I nodded a no and without a single word he hugged me. I soon felt better as I cried my heart out in his arms. He is really understanding, soon I stopped crying and the students came.

***

"so what are we doing today?" I asked my students

"salsa?" suggested Stacy and everyone agreed.

"okay then choose your partners" everyone chose their partners and we started with the routine. Well today's class was not so good because I was focusing on Armaan and that little blondie Emma. Why the heck were they dancing…..so…..sexy? Okay I know this is a sexy routine but why is she flirting with him?

I was totally fine at first, till the time my eyes strolled to Armaan and Emma and I was annoyed. It was the break and the two were acting really…..cheesy. What the….? I have gone insane, why am I thinking like this. Enough, I had to stop thinking about Armaan and be myself, but it was not possible, urgh….I so hope the class gets over soon. It's happening for the first time that I want the class to get over soon, but nevertheless my job was to teach and I was doing my job.

Finally that heck of an hour got over and only one thing was on my mind I LOVE ARMAAN MALLIK. Shit, that can't be possible. I have never fallen like this for someone, I knew him for two months and I had I already fallen for him, Why? It's gonna be so difficult for me to be close to him now. Well, the class vacated, only Armaan and me were left, I was leaving when he called out.

"uh….Ridhima?"

"yes?"

"actually I wanted to practice the routine once again, I felt there was some problem with my dancing"

"but why?"

"because you were constantly staring at me and it seemed as if I was doing it all wrong" my eyes popped out listening to him, freak! He saw me staring at him.

"oh….n-no that was not the reason"

"then why were you staring at me?"

"uh….um….beeecause, you were doing it perfectly, yah. I really liked it the way you did the routine"

"really?"

"yes"

"but I really want to do it again. Please?" he pouted and looked so cute, I really couldn't say no.

I wore my heels once again and I played the music. I gave him my hand and he twisted me with a lot of power. My back touching his body and he again twirled me back and held my other hand, my right leg went back and his left. He twirled me to the centre and I went down on my heels swaying zig-zag against his body and sitting with my knees bent and in the same position he twirled me once again. I came up and faced him, our face were inches apart, our breathing was fast, we could even hear it. Our hands were entwined as we threw them up in air, his hand left mine and slowly came down my arm. It felt ticklish but more than that it sent electric currents through my body, crawling, his hand to my waist as my right leg went back and his came in front. I brought my leg up straight in the air and he held it, my other leg still rested on the floor as he dragged me to the other side, keeping my leg down he turned me around and we stopped as we completed the routine.

I stood in front of him with my back facing him and our eyes met as we looked in the mirror. None us moved a bit but stood still. His hand which rested on my shoulder crawling down slowly came to my waist and I closed my eyes to capture his each and every touch, wrapping his arm around my waist he pulled me closer, so that my back came in contact with his chest. Slowly opening my eyes I looked a little to my left only to see his face really closer to mine, his eyes looked electrifying. He softly kissed my shoulder and I could feel, what is that…..? yah butterflies in my stomach.

I again looked in front and my eyes closed again as he placed dank kisses on my neck and shoulder, I didn't realize anything till he placed his hand on my chin and made him face him. I took a step back and I knew he noticed the tears in my eyes.

"why are you crying Ridhima?" I could sense the concern in his voice.

"because I hate you Armaan"

"w-why?"

"you are the only reason I am feeling so miserable" I shouted.

"I am so sorry Ridhima I shouldn't have done that"

"no…..not because of this"

"then?"

"why did you have to dance like that with Emma?"

"wh-what are you saying?" Of course he didn't know what I was talking about.

"nothing Armaan"

"why are you saying all this Ridhima?"

"because I lov…." I stopped in my tracks, as realization stuck me "leave it Armaan" I picked up my bag and started to leave when his hand held mine and turning me towards him with all the force he kissed me.

It was this sudden spontaneous movement, that it took me time to realize that he was kissing me. I responded equally to his kiss. He came out of the kiss.

"I love you too Ridhima" was what he said and without further a do I kissed him again, telling him that I also loved him and again we kissed for a long time and I really didn't count how long. Yes I did it before to make it sound special but soon I realized, if you count for how long you kiss it just means that you don't love the person+ he is a bad kisser or his breath is bad, or you are kissing him just for the sake of it.

"so this was all planned?" I asked as we broke the kiss

"no. nothing at all, just that Emma thing" my mouth automatically opened in an 'O'

"so, you knew I l-lo…." I stopped again, why wasn't I able to say it?

"why did you stop? You can say that word you know? And nah! I was just checking you"

"I just, feel awkward saying that L word"

"what? I guess, Emma must be out only"

"oye!" I smacked him on his shoulder and taking a big sigh I spat "I love you" and he hugged me. "Armaan, promise me one thing, just like the way you dance like there's no tomorrow, love me the same way"

There you go guys I really hope, you liked it as it is my first OS. Do like and comment J