Im at a wedding of a family friend. Its a Turkish-Albanian wedding. Like usual there are a lot of people. I don't know most of them. I just sit at a table a little bored looking around. My family is dancing on the dance floor. -I look around and notice a boy staring at me. He's tall, has broad shoulders. And he has so cute curles. He's at the table with his family. I stand up and decide to dance halay. As i'm dancing I hear a voice. „Excuse me." the guy says. He gets between me and another woman. I look at him. He looks forward grinning happily. I keep dancing: His hand grib tight on my hand He slowly bends down to me and says. „Meet me outside, after the halay zemer."