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“Yvette, I’m sorry. Really, I am. I don’t think I ever did anything to give you the wrong idea about us, but if I did, I’m sorry. We aren’t going to be together.” I grab her arms and pry loose from them. “I do hope you find your king someday.”
Her eyes look hurt, but her mouth drops in disgust. She doesn’t say anything. I don’t know if she turns around and watches me walk past her, or if she just stands there, because I don’t turn around to check. My focus is solely on Izzy, who’s turned around and is talking to her friends.
Cindy sees me first, and she smiles, then Veronica grins as I tap Izzy on her shoulder. She turns around with a surprised smile.
“Hey.”
“Hey,” she answers.
I offer her my hand. “Would you like to dance?”
She stares up at me for a moment, then down at my hand with a smile. “I’m not sure. Who’s asking? President McHottie or Hottie McFanboy?”
“Neither.” She stares back at me, unsure. “Just a nerd asking another nerd to dance.”
The smile spreads across her lips as she takes my hand. We walk onto the dance floor, as other people have started dancing. Emma gives us both a smile, as she dances with Carter, who nods his head in approval at me again. The song is a slower one, and as she wraps her arms around me, I finally feel like this is exactly where I should be. Where we both should be.
“Iz, I’m sorry,” I whisper to her.
“For what?”
“For being so stupid.” She giggles. “Seriously, I should’ve listened to you from the beginning.”
“Matt, you don’t have to apologize. You didn’t do anything wrong. I should never have given you that ultimatum. No one should tell someone else how they should live or who they should be. I am glad you’re here in that suit, though.” She smiles. “You’re like my very own sexy Spike.”
“You look amazing. Of course, you always look amazing.”
“Thank you.” Her head dips as I see her cheeks blush.
“I’ve had something rattling around in my brain. Something you said, when you called me fake.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it that way.”
“I know. But you said something else. About being honest and true to myself. Honestly, Izzy, I know the things I like, and that’s really enough for me. I’m interning for my dad this summer, and if I did end up going into law, I wouldn’t love it, but I’d do it. I liked playing football, and it was fun and great, but it’s just another thing. Same with student council.”
She stares at me, trying to understand where I’m going with this.
“What’s I’m trying to say is, I could be into my nerd stuff in the privacy of my own life and be fine with it. I could hide it forever, and it wouldn’t be a big deal. I don’t know if that makes me stupid or a hypocrite or what, but I would still feel like I’m being true to myself, because all these other things, I like too, you know? But you? Us? This feels like it’s right.
“This feels like where I should be. I could do all that other stuff and feel like I’m still true to myself. But unless I’m open about it all, whether you ask me to or not, I’d feel like there’s something between us. I don’t want that. And being out here, with you right now? This is my truest self. I’m true to you, and that makes me happiest.”
Her eyes never break away from mine, and I can see them glistening over. She smiles up at me before shaking her head, looking away with a nervous expression.
“What?”
She puts her head on my shoulder, her arms still around me. “I’m scared.”
I lean back, waiting for her to look up at me. “Of what?”
“Matt, I … I’m falling for you.”
I bring my hands up, holding her face in my palms, lowering down, so my lips are only inches from hers. “I already fell.”
Her breath catches, and our lips connect. I take in everything—her scent, her taste, the feel of her lips on mine and her fingers through my hair. Everything. Tomorrow, next week, or next year. With her is the only place I ever want to be.
