Holly's POV

I still don't see the fascination with prom. The only thing keeping me here at this point is the thought that this may be the last time I can enjoy a night with all my friends. After all the support they've given me since I came out to them I feel a need to make the most of this night for them. In part making up for the guilt I feel for not telling them sooner.

God a lot has changed in the past month.

I take a moment to rest my poor aching feet, sitting at a table by myself and watching my friends bouncing energetically around the dance floor. Despite how my heart feels I can't help but smile at the crazy people I call friends.

"Hey." The pieces of my heart warm at just one-word. Traitorous heart, stick with the game plan. "Can I sit down?"

"Feel free, I was just getting up." My feet and heart give a sharp stab of pain in protest. Bloody hell my whole body is starting to gang up against me.

"Holly please wait." She pleads. I freeze, I hate hearing her plead like that, it makes me want to give her anything and everything to make her happy again. Dammit, she still has control over me. My knees give and I sit back in the chair.

"Congrats on winning prom queen. Looks like you finally got everything you and your Mom wanted." I say mono-tone. Why am I being such a bitch? I want her back.

"You know what I felt when they called my name and put this cheap tacky plastic tiara on my head?"

"Like a fairy-tale." I put on a sarcastic sickly-sweet voice.

She gave a humourless chuckle. "Hollow. I'm standing there thinking this is it the moment I've been waiting my whole life for and it means absolutely nothing."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I've realised this isn't my dream. My whole life my Mom has pushed the dream of prom queen on me, so much I thought it was what I wanted. Then when we broke up I redoubled my efforts to win. I thought it was the only thing I had left to make me happy." She shakes her head. "I was kidding myself. The only reason I put so much effort into my campaign was to distract myself from how broken I feel. I realised a couple of days ago that I'm not living my life but what everyone else expects of me."

"What changed?" I ask, suddenly craving her answer.

"I over-heard Tanya and Laurie talking. I'm so proud of you for having the courage to tell your friends."

"Told my parents as well."

"How did they react?"

I have a small giggle thinking of my parents. "Told me they already knew."

She smiles, "That sounds about right for your parents."

"Yep. They also realised we were, well, you know."

She gulps, and nods. "They're good people."

I nod. "Yeah, suppose I'll keep them a bit longer."

We share a smile. The song changes and a slower melody takes over.

"Dance with me?" she asks, holding her one hand out for me, keeping eye contact.

"Don't you have a date?" I ask.

"I ditched him." She keeps her hand out but I'm still reluctant to take it. She sighs, and her eyes take on a sad gleam. "Please Holly. Derek is an idiotic pig that means nothing to me. I've told him repeatedly since this whole mess started that I'm not dating him and would rather stay friends. You're the one I love. Nothing has changed the way I feel about you."

Tentatively I place my hand in hers.

With a triumphant smile on her beautiful face she leads me to the dance floor. Using the hand holding mine she places my hand on her shoulder, moving her hand to my waist. At the same time clasping my other hand in hers. As we move to the soft beat I notice more and more looks coming our way.

"People are staring at us." I say with skittish eyes.

She doesn't take her eyes off me. "Let them." She says, moving my other hand onto her shoulder. Dropping her head so our foreheads touch, she whispers. "You look gorgeous tonight."

I smile contently and drop my head to rest on her shoulder locking my hands behind her neck and closing the little space remaining between us. "I've missed you." I admit. Allowing myself to actually feel how much I've missed her for the first time and being grateful to be back in her arms.

"I missed you too."

Pulling back slightly I look into her goddess face. Pausing for a moment to take in the beauty of her lips before I placed my own on them.

Heart beating rapidly as one whole again and the butterflies once again taking flight from my stomach, filling my body with a delicious tingle. We fell into our familiar rhythm but with a new raw passion making everything seem that much sweeter.

I love this girl and nobody can stop that.

Well it looks like someone is trying to.