Madeline's POV
And that left me speechless, my heart pausing for a moment.
Now I was left wondering what had I done while I was drunk for him to say that drunk me and sober me felt so different.
Clearing my throat I asked, ''What had I done that day? I drank a whole bottle so...'' I couldn't even lift my head to look at him.
He gently ruffled my hair with a small smile on his face Liam replied, ''You danced, like crazily, it made me curious how well you could dance when sober, you seemed like a professional even when drunk,''
My head shot up, heart racing...I danced that day.
My thoughts went back to the college festival, should I finally give it a try?
Dancing when drunk only meant one thing, I craved for that moment when I could let my body loose, my emotions conveyed through my body movements, am I ready to be that vulnerable again?
Was I ready to stand in front of people who would judge me? Mock me? Can I get up back again?
