2.
After a few drinks me and the others decided to hit the dance floor. Me and Amy dance together and laugh uncontrollably at Brads and Connor's awful dance moves. We grab some shots, feel the liquid burn our throats and start to dance again. I turn around to talk to Amy when I realise she's gone. She must be with Connor or one of the other boys. I decide to just keep dancing and enjoy myself. A few moments later, I feel a pair of hands roughly grab my hips and sway with me. I turn around to see a complete stranger. He looks about 25 and stinks of cheap whiskey.
I try to discreetly slip away from this unknown man but it's no good. I remove his hands from my hips and begin to walk away without saying a word to him. "C'mon baby, where you going?" He slurs, stumbling towards me.
"I have to go and look for my friend." I say, wanting to be polite.
"You can find her later, just one dance. Please." He says, moving even closer. I quickly glance around the club, trying to find one of the boys or Amy. I can't see them anywhere.
I give in to the still unknown man and decided to have just one dance. What harm could it do?
He grabs my hips and pulls me closer towards him and he starts dancing to the music. I dance to, still looking around for one of the boys or Amy so I could quickly get out of this situation. The man quickly spins me around so my back is against his chest. He starts grinding and pulling himself closing to me, he also moves my hair to the sides and whispers something in my ear which I didn't quite catch and I'm quite grateful I didn't to be honest.
The DJ switches over to another track which I mentally thank him for whilst I remove myself from the man's uncomfortable grip and start to walk towards the toilets.
"What are you doing?" He slurs again, taking hold of my arm.
"You said one dance, sorry I really have to go." I say, walking faster towards the toilets.
I hear him say something, which I couldn't hear probably due to the loud music, behind me as I walk away. I quicken my pace and go to the toilets. There's a long queue outside of the females. I sigh and turn around to be face to face with the same man who I just danced with.
"If you think I'm letting you go that easy, you can think again." He says, pulling me quickly over to a dark corner. He pushes me up against the wall and says, "Why don't you want to dance with me?" He sounds pissed off.
"It's not that, I just need to find my friends." I say quieter, starting to feel a little scared of this man.
"Bullshit. Just shut up." He says, pushing me harder up against the wall. He puts his hands of my naked thighs and rubs them. I close my eyes, hating the feeling of his grubby hands on my skin. I try to push him off of me put he's too heavy.
He looks at my face for a few seconds. "Stop trying to run away from me." He says, getting more and more frustrated. He pushes himself onto me and forces his lips onto mine. I don't kiss him back, I try and move my head out of his reach.
"Stop it, get off me." I say, raising my voice.
"Ssssh." He says, kissing me again. I put my hands on his chest and struggling to push him away.
"She said to get off of her." I hear someone say and barely removing the man's body from mine. I look behind the man to see Brad looking annoyed.
"Are you okay?" He says moving towards me before getting stopped by the man.
"What has it got to do with you, huh?" He says, shouting at Brad.
"She doesn't want you mate, let the girl alone." Brad says, calmer but still sounding annoyed. The man walks away, mumbling a few things and shoots us both dirty glances.
"Are you alright?" Brad asks me, moving closer. "Did he hurt or anything?" He says, scanning my body.
"No, no I'm okay. Thank you." I say, giving him a weak smile.
"Thanks for what?" Brad says, looking at me with a look of concern.
"Getting rid of him." I say, with a tone of disgust in my voice towards the man.
"It's no problem, that guy was a dickhead." He says, looking back at him.
"Hey, let's go and find the others and leave shall we?" He says, wrapping his arm loosely around my shoulder. I nod and go to look for the others with him.
Me and Brad push past the people on the sweaty dance floor, searching for the others. "There they are." Brad says over the loud music, pointing towards the others near the exit. We quickly walk towards them.
"There you are, I got worried." Amy says, rushing over to me.
"Some guy wouldn't let her go." Brad says, speaking for me.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" Amy says, looking more concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it." I say as she pulls me into a hug.
"Let's go home, shall we?" She says to everyone and we all make our way out of the crowded club.
We jump in a taxi that takes us back to the apartment building that Me and Amy live in. The boys get out of the taxi with us to say their goodbyes.
"It was nice to meet you all." I say to James, Tristan and Connor and giving them all a quick hug each.
"It was nice to meet you. Thanks for earlier." I say to Brad, referring to the incident with the drunken man.
"It was no problem, it was nice to meet you too. See you soon, yeah?" He says, leaning in for a hug.
"Yeah, goodnight." I say and I give him a hug back then make my way inside and towards the elevator.
We reach the floor we needed to be on and walk towards our front door. Amy fumbles with the keys to try and unlock it. She eventually gets the door open and locks it behind us both. I throw my clutch on the kitchen counter and fall into bed.
