The moment I asked that question, I was so nervous. I mean, I was practically asking a member of The Beatles to dance with me, being a little afraid that he would say no. I didn't wanna have that courage to build up for nothing.

"Sure, love," he said.

I felt a wave of excitement in me as he stood up and took my hand to lead me to the dance floor.

"Be right back, Paul. Gonna share a dance with the lovely girl here."

As we danced, I felt a little nervous. But all I had to do was pay attention to his moves while being in rhythm with the music. He practically knew what he was doing as he kept holding my hand and spun me around in his arms. I remembered wanting that moment to last forever.

"Nice to see a girl like you asking a boy to dance with her," he said.

"Well, I just turned 18 yesterday, I figured I should take the courage to have a dance with someone." I said.

"Well, happy birthday, love."

I giggled. "Well, thank you. I saw you performing with the band yesterday. You're good at guitar."

"You really think so?" he asked.

I nodded. "You play so well, it gives me goosebumps!"

"Well, I'm glad to have done that. What's your name, love?"

"Mary Elizabeth."

"Beautiful name."

"Thank you, I quite like it too."

It felt special interacting with him more, especially when I saw a different side of him. While full of wits, he showed a side of him that's full of sweetness and kindness. There's a lot about him that I could sense and want to know more.

"You must be from America, I just noticed the accent," he said.

"I'm actually half American, half English." I said.

"A British American? That's quite a heritage."

"You can say that. I was born in England just before World War 2 ended."

"I was born during the war, but was safe from danger."

He was lucky to be safe from danger when he was born, like I was. As we stopped dancing, we stepped out of the dance floor to continue our conversation.

"It's actually lovely to meet you, Lizzie. Hopefully, you don't mind me calling you that." he said.

"I don't mind, actually. I actually like it." I said.

Which was true. No one has ever called me Lizzie before. Usually, it was either Mary or Liz when it comes to nicknames.

"I'll give you my friend's phone number since I'm living with her and her sister for now until I get my own place."

I went over to Poppy to ask her to write down the house's phone number so that I could give it to John in order to keep in contact as we get to know each other more. After she wrote the number down, I gave it to John.

"Thank you, love. Paul and I have to leave unfortunately, but I hope to see you more." he said as he took the number.

"Me too, you should invite me to one of your shows sometime. Even I like to meet your bandmates." I said.

"I will do that. See you later."

As he left with Paul, we took one last look at each other before I went back to Poppy.

"Wow, that was amazing. I had a feeling that he really fancied you." said Poppy.

"Yeah, I didn't think that I would leave a very good impression on him during our dance." I said.

"I think you've done more than a good impression. How are you feeling right now, Mary?" she asked.

"I'm not sure If I'm happy or surprised that it happened."

"If I were you, I'd be happy. Congratulations, Mary Elizabeth. You just got yourself a potential boyfriend."

She was right, I never thought that it would happen. Not only did I share a dance for the first time with someone special, but we would also form a connection deep within ourselves. He became the light of my darkness.